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Louis was swinging his legs to the rhythm of the music and he started to hum the lyrics, one of his shirt's sleeves falling from his shoulder. His eyes were tired, there was a trace of toothpaste at the corner of his mouth and he was tearing at the little cuticles around his thumb with his teeth, and yet he had never looked so beautiful. Harry snapped out of his reverie when a fork hit his arm.
"Louis, did you really throw a fork at me?" he hissed, grabbing a spoon to respond to the attack.
"That was the only way to catch your attention, you couldn't stop eating me alive with those big green eyes of yours," Louis explained, raising his voice over the music.
"Don't make it sound like it bothers you," Harry smiled, getting back to his cooking. "What were you saying?"
"I was asking you if you had a Zoom meeting with Mitch today, for your album," Louis repeated slowly, as if Harry were deaf or totally dumb. "Is it moving forward?"
"No, not really," Harry sighed. "I'm not in the mood at the moment."
"Yeah, I can feel you. What are you in the mood for then?"
"You."
Or the one where a few days off in Jamaica is all Louis and Harry need to be happy