"I love you." Louis nuzzled his face into Harry's bare chest which still had a hint of sweat on it from their last events.

"I love you too, my boobear." Harry wiped Louis' sweaty fringe out of his forehead just to place a kiss.

Soon enough, Louis is drifting off to sleep where he dreamt about a day that doesn't end with Harry slapping him across the face and then making love to him to apologize for everything he never means to do to Louis.

Or, one where Harry is struggling with his mental issues and Louis is trying his best to stay composed with everything going on in their lives. But he's destined to break at some point, isn't he?

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It's a new boooook! Show some love maybe?

-Ash