"They said to do it." Harry smiled up at Louis from the armchair as Louis walked into his room.

"Huh?"

"Niall and Liam. They told me to open the bakery."

"Get in!" Louis grinned, walking over to Harry quickly and bending down to embrace him in a hug. "This is going to be wonderful."

"I'm so excited. So, so excited. This is what I've always dreamed about. I've always wanted to either be a lawyer or have my own cute little bakery on a cute little island."

"You deserve this." Louis beamed, "god, I've missed you."

"I don't wanna be away from you again. Ever." Harry stood up, not breaking the hug as they rocked from side to side.

"Never ever." Louis nodded. "Shall we go to bed in a minute?"

"Okay. Do you have any pyjama bottoms for me?"

"I do." Louis slipped out of the embrace, opening a drawer and chucking a pair at Harry. "Top too?"

"No thank you. If it's okay."

"Do I finally get to see all those tattoos of yours?"

"I suppose." Harry shrugged, "but they might be easier to see in daylight."

"Who says I can't see them now and in daylight?" Louis tilted his head with a smirk.

"Me." Harry replied cheekily. "Who knows if you'll be able to control yourself."

"Cheeky." Louis nudged him. "I've controlled myself around you since we met."

Harry pulled off Louis's jumper, gesturing to Louis to turn around as he pulled on the pyjamas.

"Done."

"Come sit next to me so I can admire them." Louis patted the bed.

Harry did so, watching Louis as Louis traced over his tattoos.

"You've got loads."

"Really?" Harry feigned shock.

"Shut it." Louis shoved his chest lightly and Harry held his hand there for a second.

"You've got warm hands." He smiled innocently.

"I love your tattoos. They're a fine line between pretty and hot, it's hard to tell which one. Well, the butterfly is definitely hot."

"You've said the word 'hot' an awful lot today."

"Well, why hold back? You like me, I like you, may as well let you know how hot you are."

"You're hot too." He admitted, "very hot." Harry leaned forward, kissing Louis.

"I really like kissing you." Louis ran a hand through Harry's curls.

"Me too. Kissing you I mean. And cuddling you. Can we cuddle?"

"Lie down then and we'll cuddle and sleep."

Harry slid down the bed, Louis copying his action. Harry rolled onto his side, tucking his head into Louis's shoulder and wrapping his arms around Louis's waist.

Louis kissed Harry's forehead, keeping him close. "You're the cutest person ever."

"Thought I was hot." Harry murmured.

"You are hot. You're also pretty and cute."

"You are too. We both are. I'm also sleepy though."

"Sleepy darling." Louis muttered fondly, "goodnight."

"Night night Lou. Sweet dreams."

"Sweet dreams."

//

Harry woke up to an empty bed and a post-it note on his forehead. He went cross-eyed trying to look at it before he gathered up the energy to actually take it off and read it.

Sorry love, I hate to leave you but your friends have somehow already arrived. Do as you see fit to punish them for making me leave you in bed alone. Come down to the kitchen when you're ready and you can talk to Niall & Liam and then we can go get your bakery xxxxx

Harry smiled at the note, pulling on Louis's jumper that Louis seemed to have folded on his chest.

He ran a hand through his hair- trying to make it look somewhat presentable- before plodding downstairs. He heard their voices before he saw them, Niall's loud Irish accent, Liam scolding him in a playful tone and Louis's laugh. God, Harry loved Louis's laugh.

It was a bubbling stream through the middle of a field on a hot summer's day. One of these streams that you could imagine little fairies and mice playing in. Okay, Harry needed to stop obsessing over how cute Louis's laugh was and go and see them.

He pushed open the door, smiling at them. "Hello."

"Harold!" Niall threw his hands up, "I've bought you a suitcase. We'll have to bring the rest another time."

"Actually, I packed it." Liam nudged him. "Niall sat there and watched "

"Well, thank you anyway." He smiled gratefully, before beaming at Louis with a "good morning."

"Morning love." Louis replied, pulling him into his side and wrapping an arm around him.

Harry looked to the ground, not being able to contain his grin.

"Made breakfast for you." Louis added, "we can all go and eat now if you want?"

"Okay. Oh! Niall, Liam, have you met the cats yet?"

"Is that a euphemism?" Niall wiggled his eyebrows and Harry sighed.

"Only you would think that. No, they're actual cats. Cindy and Caspian. They're the sweetest. Lou, do you know where they are?"

"They're in the pub having their breakfast love." Louis chuckled.

"What? Like French toast? What do you feed them actually? Like you have loads of breakfast cooked every day so what do they have?"

"Have you taken something Harry?" Niall raised an eyebrow.

"No I have not." Harry folded his arms.

"He's just happy." Liam laughed.

"Very happy." Harry confirmed, "anyway, what do they eat?"

"Cat food." Louis replied, watching Harry fondly. "Chicken, tuna, beef, you know. The usual."

"You don't give them fancy food?" Harry looked offended.

Liam and Niall stood there and watched in amusement as Louis took Harry's arms, looking him in the eye.

"Calm yourself Curly. They're cats, I'm not entirely sure that fancy food would agree with them. However, if you must know, their food is top notch. Do not worry about it." He smiled.

"I'll be sure to ask them their opinions anyway." Harry stated.

"You do that darling, you do that. How about our nice human breakfast? Liam and Niall can meet the cats afterwards."

"Okay." Harry leaned forwards, hugging Louis properly and burying his head into his neck. He forgot the other two were there for a second, blushing when Liam coughed.

"So is this proper proper now?" Niall gestured between the two.

"Yeah." Harry grinned.

"Did you not tell them?" Louis tilted his head.

"Um, I think I forgot." Harry winced, "sorry. I was happy and not thinking. But yes, proper proper. And also you two owe me."

"What for?"

"Louis had to wake up early for you. I wanted to cuddle."

"I'm very, very sorry Harry." Liam fought to keep the smile off his face.

"It's okay, but you owe me."

The four sat down at the dining room table, Louis sitting next to Harry instead of at his usual end seat.

"Lou, can we go to the place as soon as we've eaten?" Harry asked, excitement obvious in his voice.

"Course we can love." Louis replied with a smile.