i just.... i needed a cuddling fluffy one right now :')

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Your POV

I wake up to feel a weight on me and arms around my torso. I look down to see Louis holding me tightly, his hair messy and soft snores escaping his lips.

My arms go around his neck and i run my fingers through his tangled hair gently, trying to ease his stress. he stirs in his sleep and hums in response, nuzzling into my neck. "Morning love." he mumbles.

"Hi." I say, resting my head on top of his. my hands slide down his back and rub up and down, relieving more stress.

He lightly kisses the skin on my neck and peppers them all the way to my lips. I pull him back down and connect our lips once more, my hands in the back of his neck.

His mouth moves slowly against mine, passionately and lovingly. I smile up at him when he breaks it, running my thumb over his cheek. "This is nice." I whisper, as if the silence is tangible and I don't want to break it.

"I love you." He says, peck my lips once more before falling on top of me again, rolling to the side so that now I am in his arms instead on the other way around.

"I love you too." I say.

"Let's take a lazy day. I don't go back to filming until thursday so we have three days, and I think we both need this." he mumbles.

I nod slowly and move a strand of hair that had fallen into his eyes. "Ok."

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After gathering practically every snack in the Partridge household, Louis and I are, again, cuddled up under the blankets and ready for a Stranger Things marathon.

Louis' head is in my lap and I absentmindedly play with his hair as the show plays.

Millie (Partridge) suddenly opens the door, making both of us jump. "What are you guys doing?" She asks with a smirk.

"What does it look like we're doing?" Louis asks in a pouty tone.

Millie eyes the TV and smiles teasingly, "All right, keep it PG in here." She says, closing the door quickly and narrowly missing a pillow thrown by Louis.

He huffs and lays his head back down on my lap, and I'm trying to contain my laughter. "I love her, but sometimes, god, she gets on my nerves." He mumbles.

"It's ok. Just watch the totally nice and peaceful stranger things." I joke. "Oh look! The demogorgon eating a deer! How lovely." I say sarcastically.

Louis chuckles and we get back to the movie.

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( 11:00 pm )

Louis hugs me while he cries softly into my side. "This is so sad! Why did Hopper have to die? Why do they have to move away?" He cries and I wipe tears of my own.

This part gets me every single time.

"I don't know Lou. But don't worry, there's gonna be a season four." I say, rubbing his back soothingly.

He nods and when El reads the "three inches line" Louis hand goes over his mouth and he looks at me. "That's not nice. That's too much. I cant—"

"Shhh!" I say and he pouts.

I kiss his lips and the pout turns into a small grin.