Liam and Niall immediately go upstairs when they walk inside, leaving Louis alone. He was okay with it; it gave him alone time.

Usually he would let himself regress for a few hours and take care of himself but he knew Harry would arrive soon, if he was arriving at all, and Louis didn't want to embarrass himself or make Harry angry.

As Louis was making himself some snacks, the door bell rang. He was hoping Liam wouldn't come down so he called "I got it!" before opening the door.

Harry's head was down when Louis opened the door, leaving the air stale and awkward.

"H-Hi," Louis' voice was shaky, "You can c-come inside, if yo-you'd like."

Harry nodded, finally looking up. With him this close, Louis could see the bags under his eyes and his cheeks streaked with old tears.

They sat on the couch and slowly, it became awkward. It felt like years of silence before Harry finally spoke up.

"I'm sorry, Lou. I truly am." Louis watched Harry's eyes become sad as he spoke. "I didn't come back because I scared you truly believed I wanted to leave. I promise I didn't. I hate your dad for treating you and me the way he did and still does. Baby, I mean, Louis— I'm sorry— I wanted to come back so bad but I knew you were hurting and I was hoping you wouldn't struggle if I wasn't around. I'm so tired of hurting you, Lou. I'm tired of ruining everything and if that means losing my baby boy then that's okay."

Louis' tears fell fast and hard. "You left me. You didn't care. You didn't call. I sat in front of my window everyday and waited for you, only eating at dinner and dealing with my father every night telling me I was a freak for letting you bother me. Then, I wasted another month teaching myself that being quiet was the best thing to do because I couldn't imagine upsetting you."

"I know and-"

"No, let me finish. You left me. And I didn't care. I still loved you more than anything in the world and still waited when no one noticed. You were so okay and I was completely lost. And you didn't even have the decency to tell Liam or my mum."

"I'm so sorry, Lou Lou."

Louis just nodded and curled into Harry's lap, tears falling out of relief and happiness. Harry held him silently, his tears falling onto Louis' cheeks. Every once in awhile he whispered "it's okay" and "I won't hurt you again, love."

Upstairs, Niall was receiving punishment for his attitude lately. "Daddy! I'm so sorry! It won't happen again," Niall sobbed.

Liam laid the last slap down on Niall's rosy cheeks before cuddling the boy into his arms. "Sweetie, you're alright. You won't talk to me like that again, right?"

Niall nodded and nuzzles into Liam's neck.

"Let's go out tonight. You had a very good punishment, baby. I want to stick a vibrator in you and watch you wiggle at dinner," Liam whispered into Niall's ear. Niall shivered and nodded, slipping pants and a new shirt on.

Liam and Niall came downstairs quietly, not sure if Louis was down or in his room. Liam was shocked to see the top of Harry's head above the top of the couch.

"What the hell are you doing in my house, Styles?" Liam growled, pace picking up to get to the couch.

As he neared, he realized Harry was asleep, Louis on his lap wrapped around Harry like a koala. Liam sighed but ignored it. Niall cooed sweetly before grabbing Liam's hand and sneaking away to the front door, leaving the two boys alone.

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Louis woke up first, shocked that he wasn't uncomfortable on the lumpy couch. He realized Harry was still asleep next to him and slowly stood to stretch his muscles.

Louis didn't know where they would go from here. He didn't know if Harry still felt the need to leave or if anything had been fixed at all. He didn't know Liam had already seen them so he wondered that Liam would leave him behind in the dust if he angered him with more Harry problems.

Harry woke up, feeling empty without Louis' weight on his lap. "Lou!" He called out, his voice etched with sleep.

Louis, not as loud as he used to be, raced into the living room before giving a quiet yet audible "yes."

"Come to my lap, sweetheart," Harry requested. Louis sat on his lap, chest to chest. "Lou, I thought about it before we went to sleep but I think you need to be punished baby boy." Louis almost retaliated but didn't, letting Harry finish, another skill he'd taught himself. "You didn't take care of yourself and one of daddy's rules is to take care of yourself. I know I hurt you, I'm very well aware, but, Louis, you still should've eaten and slept the same. You can be quiet and calm and anything else but your health is above all."

Louis understood, but wasn't happy about it. For a split second he was angry with Harry for wanting to punish Louis for his own actions.

Harry carried Louis up to his room, laying him gently on the bed. "Ready princess?"

Louis nodded sadly and turned over, showing his clothed bum to Harry. Harry used his hot hands to pull down the leggings Louis had on, Louis wiggling, not use to the feeling of being naked in front of anyone again.

"Do you want Harry or daddy, Lou?" Harry asked quietly. He wasn't sure how to handle this. Things still weren't perfect and Louis never actually agreed to have Harry as a dominant again—but they also never really broke it off. They could get this punishment done and over with then go watch cartoons. They could be a normal couple just with a bit of spanking to please Louis sub-conscious needs. But Harry didn't want that and he wasn't sure what Louis wanted.

All he knew was Louis liked to be controlled. He liked to be taken care of. So Harry could do that. He could do that as a friend or he could do that as Louis' lover and boyfriend.

"Daddy, please. I want you, daddy."

Harry grinned, laying the first smack down on Louis and causing his breath to catch. He groaned into the pillow in front of him, immediately blissed out.

Louis seethed as the fifteenth smack was laid down. "All done, beautiful," Harry praised.

Louis shook his head. "Daddy, I want more. I want you to be rough," Louis begged.

Harry began to protest but Louis immediately rebutted. "No, Haz. I want this. Please, you left me without sex for two fucking months when I was used to being touched daily and now you don't have the balls to spank me? Come on, daddy!"

Without another word, Harry swiftly laid a hand down on Louis thigh. He leaned in close as Louis was still seething from the hit. "You've been so quiet lately, and now you have an attitude? Be ready to get punished, Louis William. I'm going to fuck that nasty mouth of yours. Now, knees." Louis didn't move. "Now, Louis."

Louis immediately fell to his knees, sighing contentedly. "Haven't been down there in awhile have you, love?" Harry teased, unbuttoning his skinny jeans and helping Louis peel them from his legs along with his boxers. Louis nodded shyly before giving a few kitten licks to Harry's head and a long stripe with his tongue from his balls to the tip.

Harry moaned, deep in his throat, trying to be quiet but still showing appreciation. Louis wrapped his lips loosely around Harry and allowed the taller boy to thrust into his mouth. Harry gripped the roots of Louis' hair tightly giving a pleasurable pain to Louis' scalp. As he was held, Louis' cock soon rose to attention. Louis groaned causing a hum to go through Harry's cock, resulting in a loud moan.

After 30 more seconds, Harry pulled Louis off by his hair and signaled him to stand, his dick full and high. "I want you naked and against the wall in the shower before I come back. Got it?"

Louis seethed again from the last pull on his hair and nodded. "Such a good boy, princess," Harry praised, letting the boy go to get prepared.