Pre-word: This is based on a sort of AU, where Louis and Harry are out, their relationship is public, and they don't live together. Just wanted to make it clear so there is no confusion! Happy reading 😙 (Title from Mazzy Star's Be My Angel)
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"Great job tonight, lads! Get some rest, yeah?" Paul clapped each guy on the back, as they were getting off stage after another successful and entertaining concert.
"Oh my, I'm exhausted," said Niall, picking up a water bottle and chugging nearly half of it in one go.
"Me too. Let's head to the car. You coming, babe?" Louis said, holding out his hand for Harry to take.
"Yes I am." smiled Harry, taking his boyfriend's hand. "I can't wait to shower and get in bed."
He spoke for all the boys when saying that. Since there was no doubt each of them was drenched in sweat. Performing for two hours, running around the stage the whole time, and dousing their bandmates with water. The entire arena was buzzing with adrenaline while each fan danced till their feet were sore, and sang until their voices were hoarse. It was the ultimate high of the night, and now all they wanted was to curl up under the covers and enjoy a nice, dreamy sleep.
When the car that was supposed to be taking them home pulled up at the curb, the five boys had to push through the bunch of fans waiting for them outside to get to it. Navigating themselves through the mob with the help of a few security members, each boy got in one at a time. Harry and Louis taking the back since Louis' flat was the farthest and they'd get dropped off last. Zayn and Niall went in the middle, and Liam rode shotgun.
As each boy was being dropped off at their homes, each of the boys remaining in the car gave their goodnights, or sleep-wells, until it was just Harry and Louis left, by then they had moved to the middle row and were leaning on each other as they both were slowly drifting in and out of sleep.
"Boys, we're here," said Paul, getting their attention. "Get lots of rest, and remember that tomorrow you all have the day off, so take advantage of it."
"We will. Thank you, Paul, goodnight" Harry offered a smile as he shook a stubborn Louis to unbuckle his seatbelt.
"Yeah, thanks Paulie," mumbled Louis, aching to get in bed already.
As the car drove off, both boys entered their building and took the elevator to the right floor. Getting to the flat, Harry unlocked the door before guiding him and Louis to the room where they could shower and finally get to sleep.
They quickly undressed before letting the warm stream run over them, ridding them of all the sweat and grime collected on their bodies.
"Turn around, baby. Let me get your hair" Louis said softly as he brought his hands up to Harry's head, lathering his curls with green-apple-smelling shampoo.
"I could fall asleep right here" Harry hummed in appreciation.
"Well best you wait, I can't have you drowning now, can I?"
"Because you love me so much and I'm your favourite person ever?"
"No, because who else would make my oatmeal just how I like it?" He said as if it were obvious.
"You suck."
"I'm just teasing you, baby. I love you so, so, much. More than anything" Louis whispered as he pecked Harry's lips.
"Damn right," responded Harry, as he finished getting clean and stepped out of the shower, drying off his hair and wrapping a towel around his waist.
"So you're not even gonna say it back?" Louis quietly exclaimed, following Harry into the bedroom after finishing his shower too.
"I'm too tired" Harry huffed from under the covers as he closed his eyes.
The last thing he felt was Louis's lips pressed to his forehead and his face leaning into the crook of his neck.
"Goodnight Haz, I love you."
"Love you more"
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Waking up the next morning, Louis felt peaceful knowing that they had the day off and he was free to spend it all at home with his boyfriend. With his eyes still closed, he noticed the significant absence of Harry being wrapped around him. He reached out on the bed and felt a knee, opening his eyes, he saw Harry sitting upright in bed, typing away at the laptop resting on his thighs and reading glasses perched on the bridge of his nose.
"What are you doing? Come lay down" Louis said convincingly in a groggy morning voice.
"Morning to you too. I'm just working on the song I'm meant to finish this week." Harry said sweetly, combing his fingers through his sleepy boyfriend's hair.
"Aren't we supposed to have the day off?" He mumbled grumpily. All he wanted was for Harry to lay back down and cuddle him so that they could fall asleep for possibly the rest of forever. And was that really too much to ask?
Harry smiled, "Yes, but we've got work the whole week, who knows when I'll be able to work on it again? It'll only take me an hour or two. So why don't you get some more beauty sleep and when you wake up, I'll make you some of that oatmeal you seem to only be keeping me around for?
"Excuse me but aren't you supposed to be saying that I'm beautiful no matter what and require no sleep to acquire that beauty."
"Goodnight." Harry smiled.
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When Louis woke up again a couple of hours later, it was to the sound of the blender and still no Harry lying down next to him. He groaned and rolled over on the bed, almost knocking his boyfriend's laptop off the bed. It was a close call as he caught it and set it back down on Harry's side of the bed.