"Louis" Harry moaned out sinfully when Louis jabbed right into his prostate, almost hitting his head on the wall cupboard.

"Come on, Haz" Louis grunted out, so close to the edge.

Thrusting into his fiancé with a bit more force, Louis tightened his grip on Harry's waist, needing him to come sooner rather than later because they should have been downstairs by now but their plan had been delayed by Harry walking around his kitchen stark naked except for his cute little apron. Harry had insisted on making Maeva's birthday cake himself and right now, they should have been carrying it downstairs into his apartment but of course, his boy had to be a sexy minx. After their shenanigans on the roof terrace earlier while the cake was cooling off, Louis had thought they could make it in time but apparently being ridden on a lounge chair into oblivion hasn't been enough to fully satisfy Harry's lust for Louis or why else would he have been walking around with his adorable peachy bum on display and his semi fully out right in front of Louis if not to be taken right there against the counter? It really hasn't been Louis' fault. His man was a crazy, sexy menace.

"Lou, I'm close" Harry brought out, fisting the air desperately.

"Then come for me, Pedal" Louis purred into his ear sexily.

With a few more thrusts, Harry came hard between the counter and his chest, letting out a guttural moan that pushed Louis over the edge. After releasing inside of his perfect princess, Louis pulled out and turned Harry around to kiss him sensually, feeling Harry melt under his touch like goo but Louis really wasn't doing any better when Harry rested his hands on Louis' waist tenderly.

"Another place on the list done" Harry mumbled against his lips and Louis just had to smack his chest, making him giggle.

"We could have done that another time and not when we're supposed to be somewhere, Haz" Louis huffed endeared.

"How is this only my fault? I was only embracing my nudity in my home. You were the one, who took it as an invitation to push your dick into me without a warning" Harry smirked smugly at him.

"As if you didn't plan this, you minx. Don't act all innocent now. You screamed 'Yes, Daddy' as soon as I was inside your little ...".

"That's beside the point" Harry turned crimson in seconds.

"Is it now?" Louis cocked an eyebrow up at him. "You love to flaunt your perky bum around everywhere and drive me crazy".

"You're just way too easy to tempt. You're not strong enough to resist me when I present myself so openly to you" Harry saw right through him, sounding confident in his words.

"I can never resist you, naked or fully clothed" Louis pinched his bum, flicking his nose simultaneously. "But I don't always need or want to fuck you, Haz. There are other things we can do".

"Like?".

"Baking a cake for our daughter and bringing it downstairs in time for her to come back from school" Louis reminded him amusedly.

"I already had a good handful of cake earlier" Harry wiggled his eyebrows idiotically at him.

"You are insufferable. Who could have known you're such a sex monster behind that face of an angel" Louis shook his head and left the kitchen to grab his clothes and put them back on.

"You already knew that!" Harry exclaimed childishly, marching after him and taking a hold of his wrist to turn him back around to face his soon-to-be-husband. "But I also love to do other things with you, Lou. If I'm seriously being too much of a sex-crazed ...".

Cupping his cheek softly, Louis kissed him shortly to shut him up. "Shut up, Haz. You're not too much for me in any way, okay?".

"But I'm literally always tempting you to ...".

"I don't have to give in, you know?" Louis caressed his cheek. "If I really wanted to, I would resist you but I don't want that. I crave and desire you just as much, Pedal. I can only control it better than you because I'm used to covering it up for appearance purposes. I was the one, who wanted to fuck on the roof terrace, remember? You didn't have to tempt me to do that. The little bonus in the kitchen might not have been part of the plan but it was really nice".

"Even if we're a little behind schedule now?" Harry frowned.

"Even then because you're worth it, Haz" Louis assured him genuinely. "I don't mind how much sex we have, Love. I love it. You're not the only one initiating sexy time, Baby. If it were up to me, I'd fuck you every day for hours on end before cuddling you and kissing you for the rest of the day. But life doesn't work that way sadly. We have other great obligations, like our daughters".

"Please, don't think I don't wanna...".

"I'm not thinking anything, Haz" Louis cut him off again. "I know".

"Good" Harry visibly relaxed in his arms.

"You and I will always be two different people at the same time from now on. The parental figure and the sex-crazy fiancé. That's totally normal. Just because you want my dick 24/7, it doesn't mean you don't love the g ...".

"I don't just want your dick, Lou" Harry covered his mouth with his hand adorably.

"I know, Love" Louis mumbled against his hand with a smile.

"I love you so much, fiancé" Harry cupped his face to connect their lips in a sweet kiss, giving Louis butterflies.

"And I love you, Pedal".

Sending Harry off to get cleaned and dressed, Louis made sure the penthouse looked presentable before getting the cake ready to be transported. It was only one floor and no stairs but better safe than sorry. They only had one chocolate cake for Maeva and it needed to survive the short journey downstairs in one piece. When Harry was ready, they headed for the elevator with the cake. Carefully, they carried it into Louis' apartment, where Zayn and Liam were already waiting for them. Wordlessly, Louis walked past his best friend, who only smirked knowingly at him because he was evil. Sometimes, he really hated Zayn for always knowing everything without needing bloody words. But even with ignoring him, Zayn kept sending him that stupid smirk. It reminded him of his knowing smile the morning after Louis' spontaneous proposal.

Hand in hand, Louis and Harry walked downstairs and into the big dining room of the hotel, where Àmbar and Zayn were already waiting for them. Waving at them, the two men first headed off to get their breakfast but Louis couldn't bare to not touch Harry for longer than five seconds. He needed to have him close at all times and he didn't care how that looked to anyone around them. He was gonna marry this man and no one else.

"You're cute" Harry giggled happily when Louis grabbed his hand again and made it hard for both of them to carry their trays over to their friends, kissing his temple. "I love you".

"And I love you" Louis gazed up at him, stupidly in love.

"Good morning, lovebirds. You look disgustingly loved-up. Please, tell me you did not fuck all night" Àmbar eyed them warily.

"Not all night" Louis winked at her as he sat down.

"But most of it" Harry took the piss, grinning around his glass.

"Insufferable" she only shook her head unimpressed.

"You asked" Louis shrugged unbothered but he could feel Zayn's intense gaze on him. "Something you wanna say, Joey?".

Glancing down at Harry's hand for a second, Zayn locked eyes with him and everything that needed to be said was said with that simple look between them. Immediately, Louis knew that his best friend knew about the proposal. How, he had no idea but Zayn was a fucking mind-reader. Apparently, he just knew.

"I guess, all I can really say is congrats, mh?! I knew you'd break way before the six months point" Zayn smirked so disgustingly smug at him that Louis wanted to punch him but hug him at the same time because he was over the moon.

Seemingly registering what Zayn had said, Àmbar gaped at them and stared at Harry's new ring. "You proposed? Bloody hell".

"I did, yeah" Louis smiled dopily while Harry blushed so prettily. "It wasn't planned or anything but I just felt like the moment was right and he said yes, so ...".

"But the ring ...".

"Was just meant as a gift f ...".

"Is the most beautiful ring I've ever seen" Harry talked over him, showing off his rose ring. "And of course, I said yes".

"I'm very happy for you two" Àmbar actually teared up.

"Me too".

"Shut it, Joey" Louis glared at his best friend before he could say anything inappropriate about them being late.

Zayn only held his hands up in surrender with a satisfied look on his face while Liam looked absolutely clueless about what was going on around him. His obliviousness was a gift sometimes and Louis loved him for it. No nasty comments from his side, like ever.

Thankfully, only a few minutes later, his mother showed up with both girls and they started singing another happy birthday to Mae right there. Eve was the loudest, like always.

The seven of them sat down at the dining table to eat Maeva's delicious cake and give her all of their presents. An hour in, Bella called and wished her a happy birthday over face-time. The two of them talked for a very long time and the sight warmed Louis' heart. Bella had quite literally adopted them as her grandchildren and it meant the world to him. This sense and feeling of family and home has been something the girls had been robbed of but now they had it back in full force and it made him pretty emotional when he thought too much about it, so he tried not to do that too often.

Instead of crying over their happiness all over again, Louis diverted his attention onto his fiancé, who was talking to his mother while Liam and Zayn were in the kitchen to clear away their dishes. It looked like they were talking about the proposal again. Or something related to it because Harry was showing off his ring again, which made Louis instinctively trace over his own, that Harry had gotten him as soon as they had been home. He had insisted on getting Louis a ring as well because they were both engaged and should be able to show it off, not just he. And who was Louis to say no when Harry showed up with a beautiful but simple silver ring and proposed to him as well?! He could never.

"And Sean and Niall are in Ireland, right?" Louis heard his mother ask his soulmate to confirm what she should already know.

"Yes, Sean had booked this trip for him and Bailey originally but the situation obviously changed. So, to not waste the money, he decided to go anyway and Niall has offered to go with him because they've both been through break-ups lately" Harry let her know. "If you ask me, they're coming back as a couple".

"Well, I hope so" Louis threw in, gaining both of their attention. "Sean planned on telling Niall how he feels and I really hope that they're gonna take the risk. It's so worth it. They're missing out".

"Definitely worth it" Harry grabbed his hand smilingly.

"Let's have faith in them, boys" Jasmine tilted her head aside, just looking at them with a smile but Louis could see her glancing at his ring emotionally. It reminded him of her scream of joy at the news of his proposal and the upcoming wedding. It had made her cry.

"Faith is always good".

"I'm done. We can leave now" Maeva announced that she was done with her call to everyone, ending all other conversations.

"How gracious of you" Evelina snorted sassily. "We'd have to leave in five minutes anyway or we'll be late".

"Pish posh" Maeva waved her off unfazed.

"Their teenage years are gonna be a lot of fun for you two" Jaz chuckled at their antics, winking at Harry and Louis.

"We figured as much".

Standing up from the table, Louis and his family got dressed and ready to go. Saying goodbye to his mother and his friends, the four of them left the apartment and got into Harry's car. Only ten minutes later, they arrived at their destination. The city theatre. They would watch Maeva's favourite musical Dark Desire. Harry had gifted her this visit as his birthday present and of course, she had wanted all of them to come with her. That had been the original plan anyway but she didn't need to know that. This was better.

Inside, they took their seats and chatted until the musical started. Louis knew Dark Desire inside out. He loved the storyline of Steve and Maggie falling in love against all odds. They were from totally different words, totally different friend groups and social circles but they were it for each other. Throughout the course of the musical, they tried to fit into each other's worlds but that only ended in one disaster after the other until they almost gave each other up. But they had great best friends. Larry and Claire made them see that they didn't have to change. Their love was enough. Other people's opinions shouldn't matter as long as they loved each other. A great message and something he could relate to now more than ever.

After the musical, they headed over to Piccola Stella to have a birthday dinner together. Maria and Paul had organised something special for them. Everyone's favourite dish in a closed restaurant just for them. Like this, Maeva told them animatedly all about the musical and the gathering at home, her eyes sparkling like stars. Watching her engage with his two guardian angels, Louis just knew he would cherish this moment forever and never forget about it. Especially because he had caught Paul filming every now and then and Harry taking not-so-sneaky pictures of the scenario. He simply loved all of them and the day couldn't have been more perfect. He was already looking forward to Evelina's birthday.

Harry's POV

By the skin of his teeth, Harry arrived at the train station and looked around in search of his two friends, heaving like crazy. He has been running the last few meters after not finding a parking slot to make it in time but it has been to no avail. He was late and it was his own fault for getting lost in his thoughts and soft silk. Now he was scanning the hectic crowd to spot his friends, that he was supposed to pick up and drive home. Well, only Niall because Sean had some plans that he couldn't cancel apparently.

"Harry!".

At the sound of that voice, he whirled around and let out a sigh of relief when he saw his idiotic best friend waving at him like crazy. Beckoning them to come over, he waited until they were within earshot. "Sorry for being late. I lost track of time".

"A bit of steamy time with your hot fiancé?" Niall wiggled his eyebrows at him with a naughty edge to his voice.

"Not really" Harry responded neutrally, making his friends frown in a mix of confusion and worry and that hasn't been his plan.

"Did something happen?" Sean asked him concerned.

"No, it's nothing. He's at work and I was in town shopping before I ran here. That's why I'm late" Harry explained himself tensely.

Sharing a silent look, Sean and Niall both shrugged and didn't ask any more questions, seemingly accepting his odd explanation. It wasn't a lie per se but also not the whole truth. Grabbing their suitcases, his friends followed him outside and down two streets to his car and the whole time it looked to Harry as if they wanted to hold hands but were restraining from doing so. Harry was wondering why because he wouldn't mind. He'd be very happy, actually.

"Shall we take your suitcase with us? Taking it with you to your meeting might be a bit unpractical" Harry offered Sean his help.

"That would be amazing. You're a darling, H" Sean hugged him gratefully. "But I don't have a meeting or something. I'm meeting up with Maribel because she texted me earlier and ...".

"Maribel? As in Àmbar's best friend?" Harry stared at him in pure confusion, especially when Sean nodded in confirmation. "I didn't know you were that close. Did I miss something?".

"I have other friends besides you, H" Sean laughed at his pout.

"True but ...".

"You'll always be my favourite, don't worry" Sean cut him off, not really answering any of his dozen questions on his mind. "But no, you didn't miss anything. Just catching up with a friend".

"Okay," Harry somehow didn't believe him. He has known Sean for years and knew when he wasn't being completely honest.

"Don't keep us waiting too long, yeah? Or we're gonna open your suitcase and cut holes in all of your boxers" Niall threatened him in classic Niall-style but there was an unfamiliar edge to his voice.

"I wouldn't dare" Sean smiled oddly satisfied and before Harry knew what was going on, Sean pressed a kiss to Niall's cheek before heading off. "Bye, guys. See you later".

"Bye, Sean" Harry waved after him perplexed, glancing at his blushing best friend. "Are you alright?".

"Me? Yes, I'm fine" Niall coughed strangely. "Let's go home".

"Okay".

And if that hasn't been strange enough, their car ride home was even stranger. Niall was completely silent the entire time, which was highly concerning. Harry was so worried about his friend that he forgot about his own worries for a while and only wanted to make sure Niall was alright. So, when they arrived at their home, he carried Sean's suitcase into the penthouse and motioned Niall to sit down on the couch, giving him a strong look that gave no room to argue with him. Sighing in defeat, Niall dropped his own suitcase and plopped down on the couch with a big show.

Way too late, Harry realised that this has been a huge mistake because his shopping bag was still on the couch table and he didn't want anyone to see what was inside, except for Louis maybe. But right now, Niall was eyeing the bag smugly and took a hold of it to look inside before Harry could stop him. "Uh, what do we have here? A little something for your future hubby?".

"Niall, please, no. Give me that" Harry stumbled over his feet to get to the couch, grabbing for the bag. In vain.

"No, no. I think I'll keep this and ..." Niall glanced inside the bag and Harry could see the moment he realised what it was. "Harry!".

Stopping in his tracks, Harry averted his gaze to the floor and shifted his foot over the floor, feeling Niall's gaze on him. "I...".

"Is this ... Wow, it even matches. That's kinky but I'm sure ...".

"Can you just give me that back?" Harry knew he was as red as a tomato by now but he just couldn't help it. He has never bought something like this before and was still unsure if it has been a good idea or if he was being weird and gross for liking this.

Seemingly picking up on the desperation in his voice, Niall put the bag down and stood up to lift his head up, trying to make eye contact with him. "I'm sorry, H. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I was only trying to be funny but it looks like I went too far. It's not kinky or anything. I was just taking the piss, mate. I swear".

"Maybe it is" Harry mumbled insecurely.

"It's not. It's really pretty and he will love it" Niall reassured him.

"You think so?" Harry dared to look at his best friend.

"I'm sure of it. He loves every part of you, H. He will love this just as much as everything else about you" Niall stroked some hair out of his still-red face. "Is there a special occasion for this?".

"Kind of but not really. We have our day two days after Evelina's birthday and I ..." Harry was struggling to find the right words to express what has led to buying this. "I wanna look pretty for him".

"You will, H. You will look absolutely stunning in that, okay? He will be lost for words and you know it" Niall smiled encouragingly at him, a mischievous sparkle appearing in his eyes. "And it will probably end in some serious pain in your peachy bum".

"Niall!" Harry screeched embarrassed but ended up laughing along with his best friend anyway.

"It loosened you up" Niall shrugged unbothered.

"It did. Thank you" Harry was grateful to have him, which reminded him why he had sent him to the couch in the first place. "What about you? What was all this about with Sean?".

"I um ..." Niall was definitely caught off guard by this question. "I don't really know. We managed to admit our feelings for each other on this trip and kind of decided to take the risk and try dating but I ... I'm still not sure if it's a good idea, especially when I get bloody jealous over him meeting up with Maribel".

"I don't think you have a reason to be jealous, Nialler. According to Louis, Sean is really gone for you and no one else and I can see it. In both of your eyes. I think risking this is definitely worth it as long as you're happy with it" Harry tried to take his worries away.

"I am happy" Niall stated simply and it was convincing.

"Then you're doing the right thing, mate" Harry smiled at him.

"Let's see if we're as lucky as you and Louis" Niall clicked with his tongue. "Which reminds me, is everything alright between you two? Your stupid explanation earlier was not convincing at all".

"It's really nothing of importance" Harry sat down on the couch now. "We only had a slight disagreement earlier when we talked about the move and possible changes on the house".

"What kind of a disagreement?" Niall sat down next to him.

"Well, we talked about the room situation and that led to talking about maybe re-painting some walls and I was stupid enough to voice some ideas I had for the kitchen or the living room that would completely change the aesthetic of the house and he didn't look like he was thrilled ... I only wanted to give the house our own touch but I didn't take into account that this is his childhood home. He apparently really doesn't want to change much and I get that. It's not a blank space for us. This place already holds so many memories and changing too much would only ...".

"I get where you're coming from, H" Niall cut his nervous rambling off. "But this is gonna be your home. Both of yours. You are allowed to want changes without feeling bad about it".

"I don't feel bad and it's not like he made me feel bad about it but he wasn't really keen ...".

"Harry" Niall only looked at him but it was enough to shut him up. "What exactly was the disagreement part about? I can't see it".

"Rearranging the kitchen and choosing our bedroom?" Harry felt stupid just saying it out loud.

"Okay, first of all. The kitchen part is definitely fixable. You just need to talk like civilized people and don't cave in when he so much as looks at you" Niall saw right through him. "But why is it so hard to choose a bedroom and how can you disagree about this?".

"Well, I suggested taking his Mum's present room but he didn't like that idea. So, I kind of went off about how the attic shouldn't be our master bedroom forever as impressive as the room is and now I feel bad for saying that because I know how much that room means to him" Harry scratched his neck utterly embarrassed.

"You're such an Aquarius sometimes" Niall shook his head at his best friend's stupidity. "How many rooms are there anyway? I know his sisters had to share until he moved out, so ...".

"There are three bedrooms on the first floor plus a bathroom" Harry went through all the rooms in his head. "His mother has one of them and Zoey the other ...".

"But wait" Niall frowned in confusion. "When you were staying there after the fire, you said Eve and Mae both had separate rooms on the first floor. Where did Zoey sleep when you had the guest room downstairs?".

"In Jaz's room. They shared for the time being" Harry revealed to him, wondering why he suddenly cared about that.

"There is definitely something going on between them" Niall pointed out observingly.

"We all wish" Harry chuckled at his eagerness. "Anyway, three rooms upstairs, one downstairs and the attic. Mae and Eve each need one, so I thought it would make sense to take Jaz's room".

"I'm pretty sure you can figure this out when you stop being such a dramatic Aquarius. I don't see a problem anywhere" Niall patted his shoulder mockingly.

"Piss off" Harry shoved his hand away laughingly. "There is no problem. I said we had a disagreement and not an argument".

"Yet. Are you gonna have a stupid argument over your furniture or bathroom towels or something next?" Niall asked him teasingly,

"No, we won't. Thank you very much" Harry huffed poutily. "We already have all of that figured out. We're getting new living room furniture but will keep his bed and ...".

"I really couldn't care less, H" Niall pinched his side to release the tension from his body. "But good to know you have this figured out and won't argue over it like some brainless idiots. Mostly you".

"I hate you" Harry crossed his arms over his chest.

"Love you too, mate" Niall threw an arm over his shoulders. "And even though you had a disagreement, you went out and bought this pretty thing for your day?".

"Of course. I love him. A stupid disagreement won't change that" Harry clarified surely but then his earlier thoughts crashed back down on him. "But it made me realise that it's only been four months and we're already engaged. I love him and I wanna marry him more than anything but aren't we getting ahead of ourselves?".

"Does it feel like it?" Niall tilted his head aside, his voice soft.

"No, not all. It feels like I've known him all my life and I don't wanna be without him" Harry answered him without a doubt.

"That's all that really matters, H. It doesn't bloody matter if it's only been four months or four years. You two love each other dearly and want to spend the rest of your lives together. There is nothing wrong with getting married this soon if it feels right" Niall took all of his worries away with his words. "Besides, you've been in love with him way longer and the same goes for him. It just took forever for you to get your shit together and release all of us from this misery".

"Fair enough. I really was an idiot" Harry had to admit.

"You were" Niall grinned smugly at him but then his phone beeped, making him take it out and look at the screen. "Oh".

"What is it?" Harry asked alarmed.

"Um ... Sean just texted me that Josh has been in the ER after getting lightly hit by a bus, apparently. He's alive but almost every bone in his body is broken and he won't ever be able to live normally again without someone else's assistance" Niall told him shockingly and Harry didn't know how to react. His instinctive reaction has been to snort and laugh at the cruel karma but the doctor and good person part of him felt bad for thinking like this.

"Oh" was all he brought out in fear he might actually laugh.

"You wanna laugh, don't you?" Niall just knew him way too well. "Because same, H. But I also feel bad. That's a tough fate".

"It really is but I can't help and feel like he deserves it at least the tiniest bit. He's alive, isn't he? He was lucky, so ...".

"My thoughts exactly" Niall made sure that he knew he wasn't alone with his conflicting thoughts. "Karma gets everyone".

"Apparently" Harry bit the inside of his cheek when his phone decided to give him a heart attack. Glancing at his phone, he saw a new text from his soulmate. "It's Louis. He's home".

"Then what are you waiting for? Go and kiss your prince charming and tell him your disagreement means nothing" Niall pushed him off the couch to make him leave.

"I will. Jeez," Harry rolled his eyes at him. "And don't overthink this with Sean, okay? You made the right decision".

"Feels like it" Niall smiled bashfully.

"Love you, mate" Harry pecked his cheek in farewell.

"H, wait! Your bag" Niall held his shopping bag up.

"Can I keep this here until I need it?" Harry didn't want Louis to see it just yet. He still wasn't sure if he could do this.

"Of course".

"Thank you".

Heading downstairs to Louis' apartment, Harry opened the door and was met with mostly silence. He could hear some faint music from the girls' bedrooms and some clinking from the kitchen, so that's where he went. Stopping in the door frame, Harry almost crashed right into Louis' chest but Louis stopped him with one hand on his waist skilfully while saving his glass of water at the same time. Out of a sudden, Harry felt absolutely speechless.

"Haz, hey. I missed you" Louis leaned in to kiss him hello but Harry still felt bad for their disagreement and needed to get this off his chest, so he stopped him but not without making him frown.

"Lou, I'm so sorry for earlier. I shouldn't have said any of these things about the attic or tried to convince you to ...".

"You're such a drama queen" Louis surprisingly chuckled at his words, which made Harry fall silent and stare at him in mere confusion. "You have nothing to be sorry for. We were only trying to figure our bedroom situation out and you have every right to make suggestions. The same goes for the rest of the house, Love. I'm sorry if I made you feel like I wasn't open to changes. I am".

"Yeah?" Harry didn't know what to say. Louis was perfect.

"Of course. This might have been my childhood home but now it's gonna be our home. It's time to give our house our own touch and make our own memories, don't you think?" Louis tilted his head aside in question, looking way too adorable.

"Of course, Angel" Harry touched his right cheek lovingly. "But I totally understand if you wanna stay in your attic and don't ...".

"I never said I wanted that, Pedal" Louis was visibly trying to keep in some laughter. "You assumed that when I told you I didn't wanna sleep in my Mum's room but I never planned on making the attic our bedroom, Haz".

"No?" Harry was utterly confused now. "But you love the attic".

"And I always will but how about we turn the downstairs guest room into our bedroom? It does have its own bathroom, after all," Louis suggested logically. Harry wanted to kiss his brain.

"I'd love that" Harry smiled down at him in so much love for his perfect man. "And I'm sorry for assuming ...".

"And you can make whatever changes you want to the kitchen and any other place" Louis let him know before Harry could apologize again. "Let's turn this into our home, Pedal".

"Our home sounds good" Harry cupped Louis' whole face now and connected their lips in a sweet kiss. For some reason, he loved holding Louis' face and caressing every tiny part of it. "I love you".

"And I love you" Louis kissed him again. "Disagreements are normal, Love. Please, don't always overthink everything, okay? Both of us are way too good at this. No disagreement could ever make me stop loving you. Just talk to me, yeah?".

"Always, Lou" Harry rested his forehead on Louis' forehead for a moment, relishing the moment between them. His fiancé was really the best person on this planet and he would never stop loving him. Maybe the bar has been awfully low but Louis had set the standard impossibly high now. No one could ever reach it again.

"Is there something else?" Louis mustered his face closely.

Knowing he could never lie to his future husband, Harry let out a long sigh. "Josh was hit by a bus".

"What?" Louis looked comically at him.

"I was with Niall when Sean texted him about it. They're dating now, by the way," Harry let go of Louis to walk fully into the kitchen and lean against the counter.

"Good for them" Louis commented mindlessly.

"Yeah. Anyway, apparently Josh got hit by a bus and was in the ER. He's alive but badly injured. He'll never be able to live a normal life again without help" Harry let him know neutrally.

"Oh, that sucks" Louis' face was unreadable.

"Does it?" Harry let out a shaky breath, avoiding Louis' eyes. The love of his life was the kindest man he knew. He could never understand how good it felt to know that Josh has gotten what he deserved. He could never feel this much resentment, could he?

"I mean, it definitely sucks because that's a horrible fate and I'd never wish that upon anyone" Louis was trying to catch his eye but Harry kept staring at the floor. "But oddly enough, it feels like this was karma. Josh had it coming for being a horrible human being and it's okay if a part of you feels like he deserves it, somehow".

In utter disbelief, Harry's head snapped up and he was met with Louis' understanding and supportive eyes. "How do you always know what's going on in my mind?".

"I know you, Haz" Louis shrugged non-committally. "And we tend to often think the same thing".

"So, you also think he deserves it? At least, partly?" Harry asked to make sure he wasn't assuming anything this time.

"I do, yeah. A part of me feels relieved that he will never bother us again" Louis admitted meekly, looking ashamed of himself.

Closing the little distance between them, Harry cupped his face again, feeling Louis melt into the touch. "Even if that bus hadn't hit him, Josh wouldn't matter anymore. I only ever wanted you and that will never change. He could never change that. He tried and failed miserably. You are the love of my life, Louis. No one can change that, no matter how much they're bothering us".

Tearing up at his words, Louis wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him into another kiss, way more emotional than their last kiss. And like every time, Harry got completely lost in the feeling of Louis' lips on his own. Kissing Louis always felt like magic and he was addicted to the feeling. He could never get enough and he knew this would never change. Their magic would stay the same.

Breaking away from the kiss to breathe, his absolutely beautiful and stunningly perfect fiancé looked up at him with crystal clear, ocean-blue eyes, caressing his cheek tenderly and it took Harry's breath away. Just like his words although he knew.

"And you're the love of my life, Haz".

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