Everything about life has always been interesting and very unexpected. This is something Harry and Louis have quickly come to learn within the past few weeks. Even the simplest of things that no one really thinks to make anything out of end up becoming some of the greatest moments anyone has ever endured. It makes even the little things in life seem the greatest. Especially when something traumatic has happened to a person, that's the moment when the realization of how precious and rewarding life can be hits. It gives people another perspective, a second outlook.

It's been about a month since Harry has been home. It's been about a month since the constant emotional and physical struggles have taken a dramatic toll on Louis and Harry. And although these days have been harder than most, it's also been a month since Harry finally woke up from his coma. It's been a month since Louis was relieved in knowing Harry is alive and on the right track to being fully recovered.

And what comes from the accident are the little things Harry and Louis find rewarding - that may not mean much to certain people, but have the two of them feeling accomplished and grateful. Harry's temper has become less frequent in which he isn't having as many random outbursts. He is now better coordinated on his feet, although sometimes he still struggles with balance and dizziness, he has managed to be mobile for a lot longer before those two factors hit.

There have been some few setbacks though, which the main one is how Louis and the footie team are gearing up for the second half of their season. He actually has to start attending team practices and preparing for their first game that is quickly approaching, which means Louis struggles with having to leave Harry with one of their friends. Then there is also the fact Harry had to spend his 20th birthday on the couch doing nothing but watching movies - which, he particularly didn't mind since he was able to cuddle with Louis all day.

Like today in particular. Louis has to be out nearly all day due his team having a scrimmage with a local university nearby. So Louis has to leave Harry with their friends while he tries to focus on the game rather than his fiancé at home. To Harry though, he found this to be the perfect opportunity to utilize his friends in helping him plan a surprise for Louis.

Harry finally feels relatively like himself again, and with what he's been putting Louis through he just really wants to thank his lover. Harry knows his emotional state has gotten significantly better and no one talks or treats him like he's about to crack anymore. He feels like he can have normal conversations and finally feel himself relax and smile. That's why this moment he has with his friends is something is excited about, especially if they can help him surprise Louis.

"So I was thinking," Harry starts, walking from the kitchen to sit himself on the couch. This causes Liam, Zayn and Niall's attention to turn towards him.

"Oh no, that can't be good," Niall rolls his eyes, placing the game controller on the table in front of him and propping his feet up. He offers a cheek smile to Harry who rolls his own eyes in return. Harry grabs one of the throw pillows from the couch and tries to chunk it over towards Niall, but his strength and coordination still is not the best and the pillow ends up landing front of Niall's feet.

The four of them end up laughing as Niall bends down to pick the pillow up. Harry shakes his head and slumps against the couch as his laugh resides to a smile. Zayn is sitting next to him and points his finger accusingly at Niall as the latter ends up mocking Harry's lame attempt of a throw. "Hey, watch yourself leprechaun," Zayn snaps playfully.

Niall tosses his hands up in defeat before sprawling them on his belly. Harry turns to look at Zayn and smiles whenever he winks at him. Harry then turns back to the rest of them and reaches for another throw pillow to wrap his arms around, soon frowning as he begins to speak his mind. "I just like- I wanted to do something nice for Louis. Maybe something...Romantic?"

"Harry, bud," Liam already begins, sounding like he is about to lecture Harry. Harry ends up rolling his eyes when he feels Liam's hand on his back, already expecting some fatherly words to come out of Liam's mouth. "Doctor said you cant have sex."

And there it is.

"Correction," Niall interrupts immediately, "He said take it easy. No physical activities. Never once did sex come to the table."

Zayn scrunches his forehead and tilts his head in Niall's direction, twisting his lips and rubbing his chin, "How exactly is sex not a physical activity, Ni? What kind of sex do you have?"

Niall shrugs his shoulders before looking back to Harry. He moves his legs off the table so he can plant his feet flat on the floor. He props his elbows on his knees and leans forward, "Hey, I'm just saying it would be Louis doing the work here. He's probably super horny considering you both haven't had sex in awhile."

Harry blushes right away as he closes his eyes, "Yeah okay moving on," he blurts out, trying to avoid where the conversation has turned to. He opens his eyes and notices Niall is winking at him and smiling cheekily, causing Harry to shake his head. "As I was saying, I was thinking of maybe just surprising him with something nice. Cook him a candle lit dinner, do a romantic bath for him. I don't know, give him a massage? Buy him a present?"

"Yeah Haz," Niall snorts, "We all know what that bath and massage will lead to."

Zayn snorts and tries to cover it up with his hand, turning his head away whenever Harry turns to look at him. Harry lets out a sigh when Niall joins in on laughing and ends up looking at Liam for his response.

"That's good Harry. He will love it," Liam assures him, giving Harry a comforting smile.

"I agree," Zayn comments, "We can help you set everything up. I'll pick your outfit and make you look irresistible to him."

"I'll help you cook," Liam adds right away with a laugh, "No way I'm letting you near that stove by yourself."

Niall scrunches his face up as he thinks of something to help with. It makes Harry giggle as he stares at Niall and sees him shrug his shoulders. "I can like, help set up the bath? and table?"

"Thanks, Ni." Harry rolls his eyes but smiles at the suggestion. He reaches over to pat Niall's knee before settling himself on the edge of the cushion. "So Louis' game is in the afternoon which means he should be getting home around dinner time."

"Yeah, and his coach makes them dress up before the games so he should already look after," Liam reminds.

"And they shower after games so he won't smell like ass," Zayn adds on, giving Harry a wink.

"Perfect," Harry blushes, "Let's start getting things ready."

.•.•.

Louis' game ends with a win within the last few minutes before time ran out. They had managed to keep the score tied at 0-0 the entire time until just under two minutes when Louis was assisted to make a goal. Which was a reliever because Louis hates when the game goes into penalty shots, especially when he has someone at home waiting for him to get back.

After the game, Louis is the first one back into the locker room to wash himself up. He doesn't know why he feels giddy and exicted to get himself home, but al he wants to do is to see Harry, It's probably the longest he has gone without being with his boy, and he doesn't know if he's simply paranoid or just that in love with Harry.

Louis is shimmying his black jeans up his legs and buttoning his maroon half sleeve when one of his teammates is walking up to him. Louis' hair is still slightly wet from the shower and his body is still hot from the game and trying to rush to get out of there. Stans steps forward and hands Louis his black shoes when he notices him frantically moving around.

"Hey, we are going to go out for drinks. You seem like you could use one," Stan implies, raising his eyebrow when Louis turns around hastily to grab his keys and phone from the locker. Louis is about to rightly decline the offer of going out in preference to seeing his fiancé when he feels his phone buzz in his hand. He quickly takes note of the message being from Harry and quickly replies to him first before Stan.

Priorities.

❤️Please come home xxxxx -H

Louis smiles right away and looks up at Stan, shrugging his shoulders, "Sorry, mate. Got a fiancé at home who summons me."

"No worries mate. Have fun with Harry." Stan pats Louis on the back and leaves him to gather his things. Louis does so in a rushed motion before his bag is packed and he is finally heading out the arena.

By the time he finally does pull up to the flat, it is around seven at night. He parks himself in the garage and takes note that none of his friend's cars are here - neither are Anne or Robin's. Louis tries not to think much of it as he gets out to head to his apartment, but part of him is worried as to why his friends would leave Harry alone without telling him.

Maybe Louis is overthinking just a little bit, and maybe Harry doesn't really need to be supervised every hour of the day. But Louis cares about Harry and just wants to make sure he is fine and that nothing happens. He grows worrisome the closer he gets to their door, trying to push all these paranoid thoughts away as he puts his key in to let himself inside the flat.

"Baby, I'm home," Louis calls out, noticing the front entrance to their apartment is dark and from what he can see beyond the hallway is dark as well. "That's weird," he mumbles as he tosses his keys into the bowl on the counter. Louis takes another step forward and sees a warm, low glow coming from around the corner of the hallway.

Louis raises his eyebrows as he follows the glow and round the corner to see if maybe Harry is in the living room. He still has no idea what is going on and why the apartment is dark, but once he steps foot in the living room, he tries calling Harry again only to be interrupted when he sees what's in front of him. "Harry, what's going-" he cuts himself off when he makes note of the .

There are three rows of fairy lights looped up on the ceiling above the table. Dangling in between each row of lights are red ornaments aligned across the middle of the table. The table is decorated with a red and white mesh, cloth that runs along the length of the table and falling along the sides. Four clear bottles filled with red and white roses are patterned with little bundles of flowers, more ornaments, and fake candles to give the room more light as they set across the cloth. On either side of the table there are two glasses of red wine and a steak dinner prepared with asparagus and mash.

Louis's eyes are wide as he continues to stare in awe of the room. He feels tears but swallows them down with a giant smile. He suddenly hears a low melody of violins coming from their sounds system, and he feels a body walking up behind him and breath hitting the side of his neck.

"Happy Louis night," is a beautiful voice that causes Louis to jump and turn around. Louis is then left standing there speechless as he takes note of Harry's outfit, feeling his mouth go dry and his stomach to fill with butterflies. harry is wearing his tight black jeans, along with his see-through cream color blouse that is only buttoned up to three buttons. His feet are clad in a pair of black Chelsea boots Louis had gotten him over Christmas, and his beautiful curly Harry is falling along the sides of his face.

"What's this for, angel?" Louis breathes out, continuing to stare at Harry in awe as Harry wraps his arms around Louis' neck.

"Um, well it's like a thank you. For sticking by my side through all this," Harry explains nervously, chewing his bottom lip as Louis holds on to his hips, "I hated how I've been treating you, so I wanted to show you that I really do appreciate how much you have been helping me. And I just love you so much. We haven't had like a proper date in forever, so - surprise."

Harry leans down to press a long kiss to Louis' lips before he's lacing their fingers together and walking them towards the table. He pulls the chair out for Louis and helps scoot him closer to the table. Louis smiles as he watches Harry walk to his side and sits down before he's pouring Louis a glass of wine.

"You know I don't need anything in return for helping you," Louis reminds, "I love you, so of course I would do it with no questions asked."

"I know, babe." Harry shrugs his shoulders, playing around with his food as he looks up at Louis, "I just don't get to do much with you anymore, and I wanted to make you happy."

"I am happy, sweetheart. More than ever," Louis reassures quickly as he reaches across the table to grab Harry's hand. It ends up being his left one, and Louis smiles as he feels the engagement ring sitting perfectly on Harry's finger. "I'll take all the yelling and arguing in the world if it means that I get to look into those pretty green eyes of yours."

Harry blushes as he chews on his bottom lip. He gives Louis' hand a quick squeeze before he lets go and continues to eat his food. They eat in a comfortable silence until the majority of their food is gone. When they are finished though, Harry stands up from his seat and happily strolls over to Louis, holding his hand out for Louis to take.

"I have another surprise for you," Harry states cheekily, wiggling his eyebrows as he guides Louis through the living room towards their bedroom.

"Does it involve being naked?" Louis teases as he aimlessly follows behind Harry. Louis tries not to mention much about being sexual with Harry considering he's still technically recovering, but he can't help it. It has been awhile since they have gotten off with one another - to be prompt, they haven't done anything since the morning of the accident. So yeah, Louis is craving Harry now more than ever considering he has yet to been able to put in to action how much he loves Harry and how happy he is that he is alive.

"Yes," Harry then answers when the two of them make it to the doorway of the bathroom. Harry steps through and moves to the side so he can see the . Louis' eyes widen as he becomes speechless yet again for the third time that night.

The bathtub they have is filled to the top with bubbles, and red rose petals are scattered all along the water. There are candles along the outer lining of the tub with another vase of roses in the middle. There is a tray set across the bathtub that is hold more candles and some chocolate strawberries for them to nibble on while they take a soak.

"Harry-" Louis breaths out, eyes shimmering with tears again as he turns around to face Harry. Except, his words die in his throat as he watches Harry slowly unbutton his shirt to reveal his honey, smooth chest. Harry smiles as he lets the blouse fall from his arms, then going to his pants and pulling them down his long, lean legs. "Harry, I-" Louis stutters, swallowing his words.

Harry takes a deep breath before he is finally naked and making a slow walk towards Louis. He leans his chest up against Louis' body and cups the side of his jaw, pouting his lips, "I miss you. I miss-" Harry paused for a moment, fingers trailing down to Louis' shirt to undo his buttons, "I miss this."

"My body?" Louis questions, noticing the bite to Harry's lip. His shirt then falls to the floor and Harry is back to pressing their naked chests up against one another's. "Baby, you see me naked every morning when I shower or change," Louis tries to reply calmly, but he feels his heart rabbiting in his chest and his shaking hands coming out to wrap around Harry's waist.

Louis doesn't know why he feels nervous. Him and Harry are not stranger to having sex in the bathroom, or having sex in general. It's just been a month since they've done anything remotely intimate, and Louis wants to make sure that everything is perfect. Harry takes matter in to his own hands as his lips connect straight on to Louis' collar bone, giving him a few nibbles before he's sucking a love bite right on his favorite spot. Louis can't help but drop his head to the other side to give Harry more room to suck on his skin, also feeling Harry's fingers making their way down to his jeans.

"Just get in with me," Harry begs, pressing a kiss to Louis' collarbone before pulling his face back. He unbuttons Louis' pants and holds on to each end, yanking them just a little as he blinks towards Louis. "I miss your body, please."

Louis tries every ounce in his body to remain calm and not devour Harry right there on the spot, but Harry knows what his begging does to Louis. Louis gets weak whenever Harry starts to beg for him, and Louis is always left giving Harry what he wants. Which is what he is about to do. Louis smiles as he finally shimmies himself out of his pants, rolling his eyes when he hears Harry silently cheering to himself.

Louis steps into the bath first and notes the water is surprisingly still warm. He takes a seat at one end of the bath and expects Harry to go on the other, but he ends up sitting straight down on Louis' lap and straddling his hips. Louis raises his eyebrows as Harry happily wraps his arms around Louis' neck, even being a menace and rolling his hips around as if he was getting used to the feeling of his new seat.

"Harry, what's going on?" Louis laughs nervously, gripping Harry's hips to stop his ass from grinding against his growing erection.

Harry licks his lips and ends up ignoring the question as he pushes his lips straight towards Louis'. His fingers tangle up in Louis' hair, and he pulls on tightly causing Louis to moan straight in to Harry's mouth. Louis gets lost in the kiss as he feels Harry's tongue wedge its way in to his mouth. His own hands begin traveling up and down the expanse of Harry's back before they're settling right on the top of Harry's ass.

"I just-" Harry suddenly says as he hastily pulls back from the kiss, "I love you so much," he finishes, and as if to prove his point he goes back to grinding his hips on top of Louis. This causes another moan to come out of Louis and his erection to only grow some more. He can feel Harry's as well resting up against his stomach, and the short, rapid breaths making their way out of Harry's mouth.

Harry takes a moment to lean in to kiss Louis' lips a few times before pulling back again to speak. Louis decides to keep kissing Harry as he moves his lips along the column of Harry's neck. "Everyday, I swear-" Harry begins, having to pause as Louis starts to suck right underneath his jawline. Harry closes his eyes and drops his head back letting out a moan as he continues, "I love you- Oh god- my love for you grows everyday."

Louis slows his incisive kissing to tiny pecks along Harry's cheek. He pulls his face back and wraps his arms around Harry's waist to pull him flushed against his body, "Harry, I love you too, but what's going on?"