"I made another drink, like I designed it!"

Harry tells Louis proudly as the boy walks into the diner. Harry runs around the counter to pull Louis into a hug, which the older one easily gives back. Their first hug. He melts into it, relishing in the sweet smell of Harry.

"Unexpected but not unwelcome."

Louis says as they pull away. He delicately moves a curl from Harry's face and gives him a soft smile.

"What is this new drink called, darling?"

Hand in hand, they walk over to the booth. Louis sits and Harry rushes to get the new menus.

"The last one, Lou!"

Louis grabs the menu, his eyes running down the list of drinks. It isn't until he reaches the bottom when he sees the new item.

Berry Cute.

"This isn't very dirty."

Louis looks up at Harry confused, but smiling nonetheless.

"Look at the ingredients. I made it for you."

"With a side of sass and ass."

Louis reads out loud, holding back a laugh.

"Lovely."

He shakes his head, mock unimpressed, a tiny smile threatening to spill from his lips.

"You don't like it?"

Harry asks sadly.

"Huh, where did you pull that from, curly? I love it... It is Berry Cute, if you will."

Harry brushes his shoulder against his cheek, his hands intertwined in front of his stomach bashfully.

"I am glad."

"Get me two."

"You must be thirsty."

"For you."

Harry's eyes widen and he looks up at Louis.

"Huh?"

"The second one is for you. Come sit with me, H."

The cheeky glint in his eyes proves to Harry that there was an underlying meaning to that, and with that, he walks away from Louis, swaying his hips.