Nick fiddles with his phone in between sipping a beer as he waits for his mum and sister to finish preparing dinner. He'd offer to help twice, and after being rejected each time, he's resorted to staring hungrily at the food that's already been set out since the liquid he's ingesting is doing little to placate him.

Nick goes on Instagram just for something to do. He flips to his story but doesn't start a video, messing around with the text aimlessly as his stomach growls impatiently. Harry enters the room while Nick is distracted, flopping down in the chair he's decided to perch on the arm of instead of using it for its intended purpose. He's closer to the food this way, and it gives him a better vantage point of the kitchen.

"You remind me of Pig right now," Harry chuckles softly, nudging Nick lightly with his shoulder as he speaks.

"Hungry and adorable?" he winks. "I take that as a compliment."

"It was meant to be one."

"You guys are sickening," Andrew scoffs jokingly as he walks by. Like the younger brother he is, Nick sticks his tongue out at him in retaliation, but his immature gesture is ignored as he tries to sneak some bread from the spread in front of them.

Harry laughs quietly under his breath, his dimples popping out as he tries to contain his giggles. Deciding to give Andrew more to complain about, Nick picks his phone up, making sure it captures Harry's expression as he adds the caption "my true love".

"If you think that's sappy, then what about this?" Nick asks gleefully. He still enjoys riling his brother up just as much as he did when they were children, if not more.

"I think you just made me lose my appetite," Andrew snorts.

"Hey - I want to see," Harry interjects, turning Nick's wrist toward him so he can view the screen of his mobile.

"Well when you do that you make it seem like I'm professing my love for the tomato sauce," Nick points out. Since Harry has tilted the camera, the words now rest directly over the bowl of red liquid. "Which is also true, that might just be my soulmate of the food world."

"He's not kidding," Jane snickers as she finally emerges from the kitchen. "We've got to fight him off to get a lick of it."

"You make me sound like I'm some sort of savage," Nick protests his sister's accusations. "I have table manners, thank you."

"If you say so," Eileen joins the conversation. Nick is briefly distracted from their bullying by the delicious aroma of whatever his mum has underneath the steaming dish she's carrying. The extended wait for dinner has made him ravenous, but he still feels the need to defend himself. "If you want to prove it, the food's ready if you're done recording it."

"I'm not in fact," Nick huffs, choosing to be difficult for the sake of it. He actually does start a video, bouncing his proclamation that had originally been meant for Harry around the bowl of sauce, keeping the sound off so that Harry's laughter won't be heard in the background.

"I will never understand why people watch those things," Eileen mutters as she goes about setting the table, ignoring Nick as he continues to add to his story when more of the food is revealed. "What do you think Harry? You don't do all this silly social media sharing."

"I don't, but I like watching Nick's," Harry replies. "Sort of makes me feel like I'm a part of whatever he's up to you know?"

"Well of course he likes it, he's completely smitten with him," Andrew states. "It's the rest of his followers we don't get."

"Nick's a very lovable person," Harry answers with a shrug, a soft grin tugging at his lips as he speaks. Nick decides to distract himself before he melts into a puddle on the floor, so he takes the silverware from his sister, placing it at each spot with much more care than is necessary.

Nick doesn't miss the fond look Eileen shoots Harry before her gaze turns to him. She's falling in love with Harry almost as hard as he is, which is understandable, the younger man does have that effect on people. When Nick finishes with his task, he drops into the chair next to Harry's, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek before he sits down to eat.

As they begin digging into the array of food, Nick can't stop glancing at Harry out of the corner of his eye. He fits into this picture perfectly, almost like he's the missing piece of Nick's life that he's been searching for. That statement is much too cheesy for him to ever voice aloud, but that doesn't make it any less true.

He'd never considered bringing a boyfriend with his family on holiday before he met Harry, in fact, he'd have laughed if they had suggested it, but look at him now. Harry's different from everyone else though, he always has been, and Nick is so glad that he's here.

They fit together in every way, even though it was a struggle to line up their edges at first. It's been difficult what with Harry being gone so much, but Nick wouldn't trade this moment for the world. The fact that Harry's chosen to spend his free week from tour here when he has a thousand other places he could be means more to Nick than he can ever express in words.