Harry wakes up by the sound of coughing instead of Luke's crying or his alarm. He turns around to see Louis sitting on the edge of the bed, coughing while gripping his side. Seems like he was tired last night because he was getting sick.
"Lou?"
"Shit, I'm sorry I woke you," Louis croaks out, voice strained while speaking a bit nasally.
"Don't worry, love," Harry looks at the clock, reading 4 am before sitting up, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a stuffy nose," Louis says before coughing harshly, making his side hurt again.
"This doesn't look like just a stuffy nose, Lou. I think you have a bad cold," Harry rubs his back and wipes a few sweaty hair strands off his face.
"It's fine, H. I'll just sleep and be better tomorrow," Louis insists, going to lay down again.
Harry stops him, "No, baby, you're sick. C'mon, I'm going to get you something for your cold and ribs."
"I'm really okay, Harry," Louis groans, closing his eyes again.
All he truly wants to do is sleep.
Harry sighs but turns on the bedside light, making Louis groan again. He goes to get the medicine, hoping Louis won't fall asleep again while doing so.
Of course, he did fell asleep. Harry wakes him again getting an annoyed sound out of Louis.
"Take these, baby. You want to take a shower too?"
"Yes, but I don't think I can," Louis huffs.
"Why?"
"Feeling a bit dizzy and lights hurt my head more," Louis frowns while taking the pills and nasal spray Harry offered him.
"I'll help you, love," Harry says, helping him up.
He shivers the moment the duvets aren't on him anymore, Harry grabs the throw blanket and wraps it around him.
"Thanks," Louis smiles a bit, his eyes barely open.
Harry replies by kissing his damp forehead softly.
"That's gross, Harold."
"It's not," Harry chuckles.
"You're kissing my sweat."
"You kiss mine all the time when we make love or after I worked out, what's different?"
"Make love," Louis snorts fondly.
"What should I say? Fuck? Bone? Hump? Bonk?-"
"Definitely not any of those you said after fuck," Louis interrupts him.
"I don't want to call it fucking anymore, I like you too much for that," Harry mutters while supporting him to the bathroom blindly, not turning on the light.
Louis bites his lip at Harry's words, "I like you too."
Harry chuckles at the answer and helps him down on the closed toilet seat, "Wait here, baby."
Louis hums and watches as Harry disappears to the bedroom again, turning on the light in there before returning.
"It isn't as bright but I can still see a bit," Harry explains.
Louis' heart melts a lot when Harry does things like that, it's one of those moments when he wonders how Harry hasn't had a boyfriend yet before. He's so caring and it seems to be coming naturally for him.
He helps Louis undress while taking of his own briefs, to help him wash up. He places small kisses on Louis skin every time he gets the chance, to make him feel better. Which it does.
He turned up the heat afterwards and wrapped Louis into a big towel while getting them some new briefs and shirts.
Once Louis is back in bed he sighs contently, "Thanks, H."
"Don't have to thank me, baby," Harry runs his fingers through his hair in a calming manner, hoping it'll help him sleep.
Louis does fall asleep soon after but Harry decides to stay up since he has to be awake in less than 2 hours anyways.
He really wants to work out but he doesn't feel like going to the downstairs gym when Lucas could wake up or Louis would need something. So he doesn't.
He decides to start working on some files from home so he could be home early today to coddle Louis.
~
"Harry, I'm just fine," Louis sniffs a bit, his nose sounding very stuffy.
Harry sighs, "You need your sleep today, baby. I can see that your head is killing you and Lucas can be quite loud, I'm going to pick him up early anyways. I'll be done at 2 pm."
"But-"
"No buts."
Louis huffs and falls back against the headboard.
"He could get sick too," Harry points out.
Louis nods then, "Yeah, okay."
Harry sighs relieved and goes over to kiss him but Louis stops him.
"You could get sick too."
"I don't care, I sleep in the same bed, if it's that contagious I'll get sick anyways," Harry shrugs.
"That's not how it works," Louis smiles.
"I don't care," Harry repeats and leans forwards to kiss him.
"You're horrible," Louis mutters.
"You're the one dating me," Harry grins cheekily.
Louis hums, "Gladly."
Harry kisses him again before helping him lay down again, "I'll bring Lucas to the door to say hi in just a minute, he needs his morning cuddles first."
Louis smiles, "Thanks, sun. For everything."
"Don't have to thank me, you know that."
"Let me be thankful for your caring ass," Louis rolls his eyes.
Harry chuckles before going to wake up Lucas.
Louis slept all day, very much sleeping away his cold because his symptoms were so much less when Harry returned from work.
He filled Louis in on what happened while making him some chicken soup. Louis swears it's only because of the soup that he's better two days later, ready to go back to work again. Harry just rolls his eyes and accepts the compliment.
~
"Holy fuck, Louis," Harry's breath hitches.
"Watch your language, pretty boy," Louis teases while wrapping his hands around Harry's neck while the latter takes in Louis' appearances.
"How am I supposed to stand in a room full of people who can't know we're dating while you're looking like this?" Harry asks, mouth slack while he wraps his arms around Louis' waist.
Louis blushes, "Is it too much?"
He's wearing a black suit with a white button up beneath it. He wanted to wear a shirt at first but he decided to dress up a little more fancy after debating for a while.
"Baby, you could never be too much," Harry licks his lips.
Louis just got ready for the new year's party at the office. Since he has to drop off Lucas at Niall's before it starts he got ready first.
"Harry, stop drooling," Louis bites his lip, not seeing why Harry's overreacting.
"I can't," Harry smiles, "You're so hot when your hair's up. You're also hot when it's down but it's more like a soft kind of hot."
"Do I look hard now?" Louis smirks.
"No," Harry coughs, "But I am."
Louis snorts, before leaning forward, connecting their lips briefly.
"I'm not going to be able to not touch you," Harry groans while nosing Louis' cheekbones that are more visible now.
"I'm afraid you can't do that, H," Louis chuckles, kissing Harry's cheek.
Harry sighs but kisses a trail to his neck to suck a fresh hickey.
"Harry!" Louis gasps trying to push him away.
Harry keeps his arms tightly around him and finishes the bruise before Louis can successfully push him away.
"You're animalistic, you twat," Louis groans, wiping the sensitive skin.
"And you're mine," Harry shrugs, looking at it proudly.
Louis rolls his eyes before walking over to the mirror, "It's going to look so fresh, what the fuck Harry."
"I don't care, I hope everyone sees," Harry wraps his arms around Louis again but now from behind.
"Why do you care so much people know I'm taken?"
"Because I can't show you off as mine publicly and I'm not losing you again," Harry answers truthfully.
Harry had found out that it isn't illegal to date your detective or anyone else from the station for all that matters but human resources needs to decide if you can keep working in the same place and set up some contracts.
And in their case human resources is in hands of Commander Page which is obviously the reason they can't report their relationship right now at least while they're trying to prove the commander is corrupt.
Louis sighs and turns around in his grip, "You won't, I promise."
Harry pecks his forehead while humming, "Well, no one will flirt with you at least."
Louis chuckles, "What're you going to do when someone does flirt with me?"
"Kill them."
"I seriously can't comprehend you may carry a gun," Louis chuckles.
"And I can't comprehend that you think I'm joking," Harry wiggles his eyebrows making Louis slap his chest.
"Hazzy!" Lucas comes running into the room.
"Yeah, bubba?" Harry crouches down to pick up the toddler.
"Mickey done!"
Harry gasps, "You know what that means?"
"Aiwpane!" Lucas bounces up and down on Harry's arm.
"That's right!" Harry smiles while holding him so his belly is downwards and swings him around, making an airplane sound.
Louis smiles fondly at the whole thing. He doesn't mind Harry marks him as his in a childish way because he really does want to be his.
After Harry was out of breath and it was almost time to leave, they said their brief goodbye's.
"We'll see you tomorrow, baby. Don't eat too much cookies you're going to make with uncle Li," Harry tickles his tummy.
Lucas giggles and hugs Harry, "Love 'ou!"
"Love you too, bubba. Nighty."
Louis smiles and kisses Harry quickly, "I'll see you later, love."
"See you soon, Lou."
~
Hiii!
I was planning on writing about the party too but then I was like no, I want to update now so you can enjoy it already.
A very fluffy chapter, I don't know why really, just felt like it.
I love you all!!
I'm sorry if you were going to see Harry in Houston tonight, by the way!! <3