knowing that they would be on their honeymoon when their two year anniversary came up, louis had hidden a few presents for his husband in different bags that way he wouldn't find all of them at the same time.

harry did find one on accident, but he refused to open it even when louis told him he could. he said he would wait until their anniversary because it would ruin the surprise and he probably worked hard on finding something for him. he loved his thoughtfulness. he really did.

but now that the cat known as his anniversary present is out of the bag, he just wants to ram his head into a wall. his presents won't top this.

niagara fucking falls. how is he supposed to be the better gift giver now?

harry's lip jutted in a little pout when he saw the stumped look on his husband's face. "what's wrong?"

"i'm mad at myself."

"why?"

"'cause my gifts suck."

"bullshit. i bet they're wonderful." harry knelt onto the bed in the back of the plane, crawling towards the smaller man. "you didn't have to get me anything, bunny. you are more than enough for me."

"but..." louis frowned. "i like getting you cool presents. i just can't top this."

"whatever."

"i'm serious. you always have the best ideas and you spoil me too much. stop it."

harry tutted. "that's too bad. someone's got to do it and it's gonna be me. sorry, love." he ruffled louis' hair. "my job as your husband is to do my very best to make sure you are happy, loved, and given the world. so. kiss my ass."

"bend over."

chuckling, harry kissed his forehead. "you could make me macaroni art and i would love it. it's not even about the gift itself. it's the fact it came from you."

"ugh, gross. i think i'm gonna be sick." louis gagged, biting the corner of his lip in uncertainty when harry grinned at him. "you mean it?"

"i mean it. i would rather have you over everything else on earth."

louis nodded and accepted the handful of kisses that harry gave him. there were definitely more than four. he lost track.

"stop doubting yourself." harry squished his cheeks. "i made you my husband for a reason."

"to kill me and take my money and everything i own?"

"obviously. why else would i marry an older man?"

"so you like older men, huh."

"maybe i do. my older man calls me daddy though, so the roles got reversed somehow."

louis cracked a grin. "crazy."

"he drives me there, yeah," harry hummed softly. "i love him to bits, but i hate that he's mean to himself. he's my best friend and i don't like it when he thinks he or what he does is not good enough. he's the best ever."

the blue eyed man nodded his head and toyed with the jewelry around his partner's neck. he's worn this necklace for so long and it's still in perfect condition.

"i love you," he told him.

"i love you," harry replied, just as soft. "so much."

"will you please open a present?"

"how many are there?"

"four."

"fine. i'll open one."

louis told him to grab the red box in his makeup bag, making harry's soft expression turn into hard confusion.

"that was a gift, too?"

"yup."

"you little fuck."

louis giggled as his husband scrambled off of the bed in search for the bag. he tucked the bottom half of his face in his hoodie to hide his anxiousness. he hoped he liked it. he really hoped.

harry found the box in the bag and opened it, jaw dropping. "louis. william."

"...yeah?"

harry turned the box around to show the gold lion head ring inside of it. "you think this sucks?"

louis shrunk into his hoodie, face flushing.

"baby."

"i saw you saved it," louis said from behind his hoodie. "so i got it for you."

harry put the ring on each of his fingers until one of them was a perfect fit. it landed on his pinky, next to one of his other rings. he moved back to the bed and laid on top of the smaller man, moving his hoodie out of the way so he could kiss his blood red cheek. his bashfulness is to die for.

"you're amazing," harry murmured. "thank you, baby. i love it."

"let me see," louis mumbled, fumbling for his hand. he looked at it closely, squeaking when harry jerked his hand forward with a small roar as if the lion was about to eat him. he giggled and peeked up at his husband with a shy grin.

"you're so cute."

"stop it."

"never. you're blushing so hard right now. why?"

"'cause you spoil me to higher standards than i could ever reach so i get nervous trying to one-up you."

"gift giving is one of my love languages," harry said, which louis nodded to. he knew that. "it's just something that helps me express my gratitude and appreciation to those around me. you don't need to try and compete with me, bunny. anything you get me is very much appreciated no matter how big or small."

he pushed himself up. "now give me a kiss, damn it. you deserve ten million for that."

the plane finally landed at three thirty, about four hours after louis had his mini tantrum over presents. he was asleep, knocked out cold taking what looked like a really lovely nap. harry on the other hand, was tidying everything up even though they would be back on to ruin it in just a few days.

after making sure all of their bags were in order, he sat on the side of the bed his husband was sleeping on. he curled over to press his lips to his cheek. he kissed the warm skin softly before blowing a loud raspberry.

louis whined and pushed his face away, nuzzling back into his pillow.

"hey, sleeping beauty. we're here."

"cool."

"you gonna get up?"

"nope."

harry grinned as he rubbed his back. louis sleeps on his stomach if he's super tired. "come on, sweets. we gotta load the car up."

"but i'm so comfy," louis whined. "can't it wait like...ten minutes?"

harry stared down at him with such a soft gaze. he grazed his nails down louis' back before continuing to gently rub it. "ten minutes."

louis definitely fell back asleep but harry wasn't going to argue with him over waking up. he put the bags in the rental car that had been dropped off at the hangar, thanked aiden for coming this time instead of the other pilot, and carried the sleeping boy off of the plane with his blanket wrapped around him. he's a spoiled little shit. that's for sure.

he got louis settled into the car and shook his head down at him. how dare he. that face is way too cute to be mad at though...and he's the sweetest when he isn't awake because that's when he's not mischievous or bratty. he can't be mad. he's just tired and the sleep was definitely calling his name.

he reclined louis' seat back for him just the slightest and made sure his seatbelt was on. he looked awkward but he needed to be safe no matter what.

making sure his blanket was covering him well, he sent the pilot a thumbs up when everything was ready to go. aiden sent him a salute in return and stepped back onto the airplane.

harry kissed louis' cheek, narrowing his eyes down at him when the smaller man smirked.

"you son of a bitch."

louis hid his face under his blanket, busting out in laughter.

harry shut the door with a huff and got in his seat. "were you awake this whole time?"

louis pretended to snore from his shield.

sighing to himself, the younger man started the car and buckled his seatbelt. louis is such a brat.

they weren't on the road for even ten minutes before the smaller one turned over. seeing harry had his right arm rested on the center console and his left hand on the wheel, he reached for his free arm and cuddled with it.

"i woke up to you putting me in here," he said.

"i tried to be careful," harry murmured. "i'm sorry."

a tiny kiss was planted to his arm. "it's okay. how long is the drive?"

"about two hours. aiden couldn't get us any closer."

"okay. i'm going back to sleep." louis nuzzled his face into his arm. "g'night. loves you."

"i love you. goodnight, baby."

the drive was full of traffic and lots of noises, but louis didn't wake up for any of it. harry's used to new york traffic. he's driven some of these roads more than he should have. he's been a passenger on road trips too. with louis' anxiety, he would not be able to handle this, so it's good that he's sleeping. he'd probably get antsy just by seeing all of the vehicles around them.

they're not going to the actual falls until tomorrow because it will be an all day thing, but when they get to the hotel (which won't be much longer, thank god. his gps says twenty more minutes tops) they'll more than likely check in, grab something to eat and do just a little bit of touring. or louis' jet lag will remain standing and he'll just want to sleep the rest of the night through. that boy loves his sleep. almost as much as he loves everything else in his life. he wished he could fall sleep anywhere like louis.

he woke louis up after he checked into the hotel to get their room keys. the older man didn't fight it, he only nodded his head and accepted the tiny kisses that were sprinkled across the side of his face.

"him's a sleepy little bunny," harry cooed. "you were sleeping good. i'm sorry."

"'s okay," louis mumbled. "seats are just comfy."

"thank mitch. he got us a good one."

louis cracked a grin. "thanks, mitchell."

when asked what he wanted to eat, louis' exact words were, "anything and everything," meaning he did not care at all and he was ready to get something on his stomach.

zayn called while they were driving around to check in with louis. he's doing good. he's still going to group therapy and having one on one sessions with sam. he said they've been breaking things down bit by bit, and he's learned a lot from her already. he misses louis, and his boys, and "unfortunately harry too."

"heey." harry pouted. "it's not a bad thing to miss me. lou misses me every time i leave."

"louis has unresolved abandonment issues."

louis pursed his lips. "i have a lot of unresolved issues..."

harry leaned over to kiss his cheek. "so does the rest of the world, babe."

"he's right. have you seen emma? that girl needs some serious help."

louis gasped over the laugh that came through the speaker. "you leave my girl out of this! she is a sweet little angel baby and i would die for her!"

he looked over at harry and huffed. "i'm sorry our kid doesn't like you. i've told you what to do with her and you don't listen."

"emmers and i have gotten along just fine lately," harry said.

"you've been apart for almost three weeks."

"my point exactly."

"zayn loves emma, he's just picking," louis then said. "right, zee?"

"right. emma should be president, honestly. she'd be a great leader."

the smaller man stuck his tongue out at his husband in triumph.

harry stuck his out in return, mocking him.

"don't underestimate the power of a woman, harold. you know she would be great."

"mhm."

harry (surprisingly) agreed.

after the call finished up, louis was more awake and alert so he paid very close attention to his surroundings. he had been to new york once before back in the old days. he and mylo took a weekend trip with a few other members from montana but nothing good came from it. he didn't get the opportunity to explore and be a tourist. he was there to keep an eye on his ex while he did some very heavy work.

but now he gets the chance to actually do things he wants to do because harry makes sure it happens. even when they were affiliated with blackwater, harry still let louis have his fun while they were out and about. miami was business related, but they partied hard too.

"so..."

louis broke from his trance of staring at a funky looking stop light. "so?"

"i think i want to try sushi."

the scream that louis accidentally let out caused harry to slam on the brakes in concern.

louis sat upright and asked in excitement, "really?"

harry's scrunched face slowly relaxed. "i didn't expect that reaction from you."

"two of my favorite things in the whole world!" louis said as if it were obvious. "let's go. on me. and if you don't like it, too bad. we'll just have to try again."

the older one found a nearby restaurant with good reviews and gave his husband the directions he needed while telling him the best types of sushi to get. his personal favorites were california and rainbow rolls, but it was always nice to switch it up a bit and steal some of whatever zayn gets. he leans more towards the spicier side. he never gets the same thing twice in a row, so it's always a surprise.

"you do like most seafoods, though," louis hummed, "so even if you don't like it, they have other options."

"cooked seafoods," harry said as he searched for a parking spot. "i like cooked seafoods. something about eating it raw doesn't sit right with me. what if i drink water and it comes alive in my stomach?"

"sushi isn't always raw. are you sure you passed a drug test before we left?"

"with flying colors, yes."

"i think you should drop again just to be safe."

low and behold, louis is a god.

harry: 0, sushi: 1.

he wasn't a huge fan of the wasabi or ginger that was offered with his food, but harry was quite intrigued with everything else. he confessed he had never been to a hibachi restaurant either, so louis had two successful accomplishments occur all in the same time frame.

harry is very basic and likes spicy tuna rolls. niall and zayn would be so proud of him.

after their sushi date, harry took louis to get his nails touched up. they had grown out quite a bit since before the wedding and he had mentioned wanting to get them fixed when they got back to california, but he was able to get him in with a highly rated stylist with ease (his charm and money, honestly.)

back at the hotel, louis took a long shower to decompress from the plane and car rides. with almost six hours worth of traveling plus being out in public for food, it was the next best way to end a long day that was filled with absolutely nothing. now he's ready to go back to sleep. he has to do one assignment that he knows of, maybe a second one if his sociology professor added something else for the week. he hates that he has to do school work while on his honeymoon but he's so close to the finish line. complaints are worthless.

harry must have had the same idea as him, because when he got out of the bathroom, he was laid back on the bed with his laptop resting against his bent legs. he was typing his little heart out with a grin on his face.

"whatcha doing?"

"leaving you a note to find later."

harry looked really proud of whatever he had done. he couldn't contain his excitement as he clicked on the mousepad and set the laptop to the side. he made grabby hands for his lover, and sighed contently when louis wiggled right into his arms.

"the one professor we don't like posted an update, by the way."

louis groaned against his chest. "fuck me."

"okay." harry smiled when louis smacked his side. "just saying, i'm right here."

"i need to do my work." louis begrudgingly rolled off of him with another whine. "i wish i could drop out and become a stripper. i'm already a stripper so i have no backup plan now. excuse me while i set myself on fire."

"fire setting is my job. find something else."

louis pouted the entire time he read the update from his professor. there was a video for them to watch, a link to a document for them to fill in, plus he had to write a one page paper on it. he swears she's out to get him because this is very anti-honeymoon work.

he laid on his tummy while he watched the video and wiggled when he felt harry moving. the younger one told him to lay still, so he did, but he looked back to see harry now cuddling with his butt and turning the tv on with the remote.

the easier half of the assignment was knocked out within the first hour, but he began to get antsy once it came time to work on the paper. he let out a heavy breath and laid his head in his arms for a few moments just to try and calm himself down. gentle strokes grazed across his bum. harry was just lost in his own little world touching him like he usually gets while they cuddle.

it helped him just a little bit. not a whole lot. harry probably doesn't even know what's going on but it's the thought that counts, he guesses.

"baby?"

"yeah?"

"you're wigglin' a lot. do i need to move?"

"no, no," louis murmured. "need the weight on me."

"getting bored, huh."

"so bored."

harry moved to sit on his lower back. he hunched over and read the tiny words on the screen, then kissed the side of his lover's head. "you know what half of this is already."

"i wish i didn't."

"bull. my smart boy." harry kissed him again. "is there anything i can help with?"

"help me not be so wiggly."

"take your meds?"

"it's not time to."

"pillow fight?"

"then i'll just be tired and not finish it."

"wanna fuck?"

louis tipped his head back. "that might work."

—-

louis stood at the end of the boat, unable to keep his face forward. he had to look everywhere. left, right, down, up at the mist, and back down to point out the small rainbow he saw.

harry, covered in the same blue poncho as his husband, was standing behind him taking pictures. they had already hiked a few miles back and forth just exploring and getting a taste of the scenery. no wonder louis wanted to visit. it's beautiful, it really is.

there were about forty other people on the boat with them, all fascinated with the current of the side of the falls they were traveling on. louis informed him that there were multiple sides of niagara falls and even told him some of the history behind it while they were walking around.

"turn around."

louis turned, and the hood to his poncho slid off of his head. harry told him to say cheese, so louis put on his brightest smile and even stuck his arms out. then he flipped him off for good measure, but harry captured the perfect picture thanks to it.

he then turned around and held his phone up, so louis posed for a long distanced selfie and raced over to his side to take a closer one. his poncho was a little damp since he wouldn't back up from the end rail, but harry wouldn't get wet since he was protected too.

"cute," harry murmured after he snapped a picture. "you like it so far?"

"love it." louis stood on his tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "i go now. bye."

"bye." harry smiled and watched louis waddle back to his spot, only to bounce on his feet once he made it. he's a grown kid. something about him just screams it.

after the boat ride, they walked around some more and took pictures between both of their phones. harry had the most since louis was too focused on everything surrounding him. he also made sure harry was within arms reach of him because there were a lot of people and this was a very new area for both of them.

they had another tour ride scheduled at noon, which was about an hour away and on the other side of the falls. they've been here since about eight. louis was too excited to try and go back to sleep, so they just went earlier instead of waiting. harry can't say no to him at all even if he's running on five hours of sleep and a dream (and a really good smoothie.)

"right here." harry said suddenly, causing louis to freeze. "look."

he pointed over the stairs they were about to walk on, at a double rainbow that was above the falls. louis cooed and got a picture of it to send out to everyone.

"do you like it?" louis asked quietly.

harry grabbed his hand. "i do. pictures don't do it any justice."

louis grinned at the confirmation and tugged him up the stairs.

the helicopter ride was a first time thing for louis, so he was a bit nervous to sit in the back of the small aircraft. he held a tight grip on his partner's hand to keep himself grounded and laughed at how funny harry looked with the bulky headphones over his ears. pictures just had to be taken.

when the pilot asked what they were doing in new york, harry's face broke out in the proudest smile. he told him they were on their honeymoon but today of all days was their two year anniversary.

two years ago louis asked him to be his and harry said yes. just a little over a year ago, harry asked him to be his for the rest of their lives. and today, they can say they made it happen.

their pilot congratulated them on their marriage and wished them the best. louis was shy when thanking him, hiding his blushing face behind the collar of his sweatshirt.

they ate lunch at a restaurant on the falls and caught up with niall, who was very excited to see all the pictures and videos. niall sent them an ungodly amount of cat selfies, videos of emma playing with liam's shoes, and videos of shark deciding to completely take over the kitchen. he has successfully claimed the kitchen table, the fridge, and the top of the microwave as nap spots. how he managed to squeeze his chunky self on the microwave is a question louis will never get answered. it's shark, though. he's a ginger cat. ginger cats are quite special.

"i get to see my babies in a week!" louis sang happily as they walked out of the restaurant. "i'm so excited. i miss them so much."

"they miss you too," harry said softly. "i can only imagine how they're going to react when we get home."

louis smiled back at him. "sharky's gonna go nuts when he sees you. he loves you a lot."

"i love him," harry cooed. "i wish we could have brought them, but i just know they wouldn't like the planes. shark didn't like the ride when we brought him home."

louis turned around but continued to walk backwards. he extended his arms out, taking harry's hands in his own.

"ooh." harry held louis' hands up. "i thought they were just blue, i didn't realize they were glittery. these are gorgeous."

"thank you."

"did your sugar daddy pay for them?"

"sure did."

"good for him." harry kissed his knuckles. he pulled louis close to him and snuck his arms around the smallest one's waist.

"what are you doing?"

"hugging you?" harry chuckled. "you just look really soft and cuddly and i just want to hug you."

louis grinned and accepted the gentle affection, nuzzling his face into his lover's chest. "thank you for bringing me here."

harry smiled and kissed the top of his head. "anything for you, my bunny."

after taking another tour on a different part of the falls and visiting a few gift shops, it was nearing four. they've been here almost all day and have seen so much. their clothes are definitely wet now, harry's hair got a little frizzy, and louis has so many new hoodies that he needs a closet (and suitcase) just for them.

"we have a reservation at eight," harry says as they load the car up. "i figured you would want to take a nap before we went, so we're gonna go back to the hotel unless there is something you want to do? anywhere you wanna go?"

"nope." louis climbed into the passenger seat with a yawn. "fuck, you're good. i was trying to hide it."

"your eyes give it away." harry flipped the heat on when he started the car and pulled up the directions to the hotel. "you've been up all morning and barely slept. i'm surprised you haven't gotten cranky."

"i do not get cranky."

"baby." harry gave him a knowing look. "when you are tired, you do one of three things. you get cranky, you cling to me and get really snuggly, or you take a nap wherever your head lands."

louis pouted in defeat. "damn."

"told you, it takes a styles to know a styles."

louis all but face planted onto the bed when they got to their hotel room. the mattress bouncing made harry laugh, but he crawled in right behind him and cuddled with him after putting their things away. he managed to squeeze four hoodies into a suitcase that had their souvenirs in it. they're leaving with so much more than they came with. more clothes, more shot glasses, more photos and more memories.

after making sure louis was actually asleep and not fighting it because he wanted to cuddle before passing out, harry snuck out of bed and went through one of louis' bags for an outfit. taking him to a comedy club is something new, so having louis wear the new pair of shoes he bought him last night while they were out sounded like a good idea. they can eat while they're there, drink a little bit, and then come back so louis can fill niall in and get his nightly phone call with shark and emma.

it's just become a routine at this point. he used to do it with zayn. he'd call him, check in, promise him he was safe and tell him about everything he did that day. with liam and niall, he does the exact same. they're his people. those three boys have his back through thick and thin and harry is so glad that his friends look after louis just as much as him.

he picked an outfit out for the sleeping man and got the bathroom set up in case he wanted to do his makeup or fix his hair a certain way. his husband is a wild card. sometimes he'll go to main events just after rolling out of bed and sometimes he'll go to the supermarket dressed in his best attire, only to be in the public eye for less than twenty minutes. this is the perfect time for a good mix of the two.

when he took his rings off to get in the shower, he spotted something on his wedding band that he hadn't noticed before. louis' nickname was engraved inside of it in the prettiest little cursive font. across from it on the other side of the band was a flame.

this guy.

is the absolute fucking best.

after his shower, harry got partially dressed and walked around the hotel room shirtless in search of louis' next present. it's weird not being home for this, so he couldn't plan everything out accordingly and surprise him like he did last year. this year is kind of just everywhere. but it's worth it, because not only are they celebrating two years together but they're on their honeymoon, celebrating their marriage and accomplishments with eachother. the one in the bed is a godsend. an angel. his best friend, his number one, and the reason he is still alive in the first place. no words can express the utter love and appreciation he has for louis, really. he could ramble on and on until the blue eyed man was a crying, laughing mess and he still wouldn't feel satisfied with what he was able to get off of his chest.

when louis woke up, he was still in that cuddly mood, so harry laid with him and pressed kisses to the bottom of his throat until the smaller man decided to get out of bed. he went to get dressed like harry told him to do and turned around in the doorway of the bathroom when he saw it was ready for anything he needed.

he motioned behind him and said, "are you trying to get head, or...?"

"sounds nice," harry hummed into the pillow he was cuddling with.

"well, you just might get it if you keep up."

"i'll remember that."

louis took a very quick shower to wake himself up and got dressed, but came back out of the bathroom with a pout on his face. he was holding his hand in a closed fist until he opened it and poked through the little pieces of jewelry in his palm.

he picked up harry's wedding ring and marched right over to him. pulling his left hand up, he put the ring back where it belonged and then made harry smack himself for forgetting it.

"just for that, no other rings tonight."

harry gave him sad eyes. "none?"

"none."

"but now my hands are gonna look weird."

"should've thought about that before you nearly roamed the streets looking like a single man."

"absolutely not," harry scoffed. "i'll get your face tattooed my forehead before i ever make someone believe i'm single."

"you better. my wedding dress was expensive."

"and you rocked it better than anyone else ever could. trust me, bun. nobody's gonna get their way with me. my husband is a little bonkers and would kill us both."

louis smirked at the same time his husband did.

he leaned down and kissed him before handing his rings to him. "i guess you're in the clear. you are wearing a shirt, right?"

"nah, 'm gonna go just like this. might go nude for some extra pizzazz."

"what was that thing you said about your husband being bonkers again?"

"i would never say such a thing," harry gasped. "my husband is the best man in the world and i love him so much. i just wanna squish his cheeks and eat him right up."

"right..." louis hummed. he jerked a hand forward and pinched harry's left nipple, unleashing a powerful little screech from the younger man. he turned his hand to the right, making harry bury his face into his pillow with a groan.

"he's hot and crazy over me!"

"atta boy." louis released him and patted the back of his head. "see? that wasn't so hard, now was it?"

"no," harry whimpered. he sniffled behind his pillow and tried to curl up enough to hide his chest.

louis couldn't help but giggle when he caught harry sympathetically rubbing over his nipple to soothe the pain. poor kid.

suddenly the pillow was smacked against his shoulder. harry shot up, pulling him on top of him. legs were locked around him as harry flipped them over.

harry sat on louis' back and held his arms behind his back with one hand, using the other to jab his fingers into his right side. louis wiggled and squirmed, laughing through harry's attempts to tickle him.

"fucker," harry grunted. "you are so lucky that your nipples are pierced otherwise i would do it back."

"get yours done."

"absolutely not."

"come on!" louis groaned when harry prodded against his ribs. "you'd look so hot with them!"

"your purple nurples would rip them right out. nope. not happening."

"please?" louis tried again, rocking his hips from side to side. "pretty please, just for me?"

"uh-uh."

"but da-" louis hissed when harry rubbed his knuckle across the back of his head. "oi!"

harry cackled and let go of his arms. louis pushed himself up and flipped onto his back, reaching up for his partner's hands. instead of letting him get his way entirely, harry grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head.

louis bit his lip. he glanced at harry's bare chest, eyeing his tattoos and abs and the slightest amount of hair growing on his tummy. his eyes skimmed back up slowly all the way to the playboy charm that was dangling above his face. he smelled good. he wanted to take a bite out of him right here. if they were late for their reservation...oh well.

"i'll pay for it," he said, flicking his gaze back up to the one pinning him down.

harry, who was still trying to control his breathing, swallowed hard. "you really want me to?"

"you'd look so good with them," louis nearly moaned. the idea was enough to make his insides melt. "it's not that bad, i swear."

harry wiggled down until he was face to face with the older man. "pay for them and i'll do it when we get home."

"really?"

"really."

louis' tongue got caught between his toothy grin. "i love having a husband that can't say no to me."

"i'm sure you do."

—-

louis had an absolute ball at the comedy club. harry could see it all over him.

he had laughed until his ribs hurt, drank good champagne, and blushed like mad when the comedian called him a good looking young guy that shouldn't be roaming the streets of new york. he said to blame his husband, and the comedian responded, "what the fuck is wrong with him?"

harry, who could not form a proper response, just shrugged his shoulders and agreed that he was not right in the head.

"after you, my dear."

"why, what a gentleman. thank you." louis hummed as he walked through the door that harry was holding open for him.

harry slapped his ass as he went by. he's gotten in the habit of that sometimes. he didn't do it often, he liked to do it out of nowhere to make louis blush because he wasn't expecting it. especially on nights like tonight, where his pants were absolutely being eaten by his thighs and bum and needed to be taken off or else harry's head would explode.

he caught up to the smaller man and grabbed his hand so he wouldn't lose him. "did you like it?"

"i'm already thinking about seeing if he's coming to california." louis grinned up at him. "thank you for today. you sure know how to show a boy a good time."

harry kissed the back of his hand. "my pleasure."

he opened the car door for louis and got him inside, making sure he was in safely before rounding to the other side. he settled in behind the steering wheel and started the car, smiling softly when louis kissed his cheek.

"how far is the hotel?"

"twenty-ish."

humming, louis untied his boots. "alright."

"that sounded like you're planning something. you better behave yourself."

"me?" louis chuckled. "never."

he waited for his husband to get out of the parking lot before leaning back over on his side. gently, he sprinkled pecks down his jaw and back up until he got beneath his ear. he nipped at the side of his ear and tugged on his earlobe with his teeth.

"good?"

harry's adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. he nodded, taking a left turn.

"want me to stop?" when harry shook his head, louis murmured, "need you to tell me, daddy. use your words, please."

"keep going. i'm okay."

louis practically purred out a, "good boy," and he could tell it did something to harry. something different.

"does daddy like when i call him a good boy?"

"i plead the fifth."

"does harry have a little praise kink?" louis gasped.

harry shook his head again.

"it's okay if you do," louis hummed. "i have one."

"trust me, i know," harry said lowly. reaching up to cup louis' jaw with his right hand, his fingertips curled against his soft skin while the older man continued to kiss his neck. "i could have sworn i buckled you in."

"you did. i unbuckled myself."

when harry pulled up to a red light, louis took the opportunity to kiss him just because he felt like it. he unbuckled his jeans mid-kiss and palmed over his crotch, breathing in the soft moan that slipped from harry's lips.

a car horn honked from behind, making the smaller man giggle lightly. harry jumped and put his foot on the gas, holding onto louis' arm with the hand that wasn't on the steering wheel.

louis wiggled back and dug his knees into his seat. he bent down across the center of the car, being thankful for once that a vehicle didn't have a center console. the emergency brake was lower between the seats and there were cup holders, but nothing else.

harry's hand settled on the back of his neck and squeezed it when louis got his mouth around him. the younger one clenched his jaw at the feeling of louis' warm tongue teasing the tip of his cock.

"get your tongue pierced," harry blurted.

"don't have to tell me twice." louis sucked on the head of his husband's dick, almost hardening up himself at the groan his husband released. he has pretty moans. everything about him was godly.

harry snuck his hand up the back of louis' head, fingertips weaving into his soft brown hair. he held a firm grip in his hair as his head lowered and raised slowly. his eyes stayed glued to the road, now hyper-aware of traffic, lights, and signs. of course he would do this in the middle of new york, where cars were everywhere and people could have seen what he was doing if they looked hard enough. he couldn't wait until they were driving down a road in the middle of nowhere. it's like he yearns for that adrenaline rush.

please, please don't get pulled over, harry thought to himself. that would be one hell of a charge and a story to tell.

louis relaxed with harry's gentle touches and unwrapped his hand from the base of the man's cock. with each drag of his head, he went lower and lower until all of him was in his mouth.

"fuck, bunny, i wish you could see yourself right now."

louis hummed around him and eased back up, paying more attention to his tip. he lapped his tongue around it, allowing harry to guide his head wherever he wanted it. he sucked at the side of his dick, gliding his lips up and down where he could reach.

harry's hand released from his hair to grab the wheel so he could change gears, and then the car was reversing. the top half of his body turned, telling louis he was backing up into what was hopefully a parking spot. he likes to show off that he can back into parking spots (unlike him.)

the vehicle was put in park and louis was being jerked up by his hair. a rough kiss was what he was met with, with harry's teeth biting at his lips and his hair being pulled so tight that it made him whine.

he climbed onto harry's lap, careful not to accidentally knee him in the crotch since he was out in the open. harry reached down to pull the seat back so that he could have some room.

louis moved to kiss at his neck, slipping his hand between them to tug at harry's cock. he bit the sensitive skin beneath his jaw the same time that he circled his thumb over his tip. harry's fingers dug into his ass, pulling him closer.

"want you to take me upstairs after this," louis murmured, nibbling at his ear.

"that was the plan." harry rubbed down his thighs. "wanted to get you out of these the second you put them on."

"yeah?"

"mhm. you look so good, baby. smell good too. i'd take you right here if i could but you deserve something better than a rental car."

louis smirked and sped up his strokes, sucking on the bottom of harry's neck. he moved off of his lap and knelt in the floorboard in front of him. with this sinister little glimmer in his eyes, he returned to sucking him off, only this time with a bit more effort now that the car wasn't moving. harry's hand pulling at his hair was part of the motivation to keep going. his moans made up for the rest.

harry's orgasm came quick. it was one that had louis' eyes clouding over in arousal, nearly salivating more than he already was. something about the way harry was seated, halfway slouched in his seat with one hand on his head and the other clenching the bottom of his shirt so hard that his knuckles went white had louis ready to dive head first into anything his husband was about to ask him to do.

it had to be the position because being on his knees and looking up at the younger man was always something that could flip a switch in him no matter what. it's something only harry has been able to do to him. not that he needs to know that. it will inflate his already large ego and his big head might burst, but it's the truth.

harry urged louis up again. he kissed him sweetly, holding him by the front of his throat. no words were exchanged, just the soft sound of their lips against one another's and louis' light gasp when harry squeezed his crotch filled the car.

"meet me upstairs."

"yes, sir," louis tugged on his bottom lip with his teeth before pressing a final peck to his lips. he took the room key from his husband and climbed out of the car carefully, one, so he wouldn't trip, and two, so harry wouldn't be caught exposed.

he rushed through the back door of the hotel and found the stairs, deciding to just take those instead of using the elevator since their room was only on the second floor. he knew harry would take his time coming after him just to make him antsy.

he had just gotten his shirt off of his chest when his husband came in the room. his back was facing the door, but he knew it was him because of his footsteps and the car keys clattering as they were dropped on the dresser.

louis leaned into his touch when harry pulled him back against his body. soft kisses were littered across his left shoulder along with gentle hands caressing and grabbing at the curve of his waist. he melted against him, eyes fluttering shut.

"fuck, i am addicted to this cologne," harry muttered, nosing against louis' jaw. "sweet little bunny, i'm going to absolutely destroy you."

louis bit his smirk away and turned around so he could press a kiss to his husband's jaw. he curled his fingers around the back of his neck to hold him still as he pressed soft kisses in the spots he knew would make him weak. the hands on his waist pulled him closer, reaching down to squeeze his bum in his tight black pants.

louis moved his head, accepting the light kiss that was planted to his lips. one turned into another, then another.

"loves you."

"most," harry murmured. "now, get your pretty ass on that bed before i throw you on it."

the smaller man grinned up at him. "is that a threat?"

harry turned him around and pushed him onto the bed, climbing over him. his knees were bracketing louis' hips, his right hand grabbing his hair by the base and his left snaking around his throat. he pulled louis' head up and curled over to kiss the side of his face. he trailed his lips across his cheek, then gently turned louis' head so he could kiss his lips.

"a promise."

louis' cheeks were blood red. his eyes were closed but harry knew that if they were looking at him, they would be dark and full of lust.

between teasing touches, harsh bites, and a rimming so good that the pillow beneath louis' head had teardrops on them, the older man had already came once. nearly twice because harry kept going after his orgasm hit. he was hiccupping into his arms, arching his back and trying his best to feed into his husband's desire for more when harry stopped and flipped him over.

harry wiped his mouth with the collar of his shirt before pulling it over his head and throwing it on the floor. he wiped louis' eyes with the corner of his lips tipped up in a knowing smirk.

he pressed sloppy kisses down his neck and chest, leaving marks here and there. he toyed with him, teasing him about the mess he created on his tummy and sucked dark bruises on his inner thighs while he stroked him until he was hard again.

the tiniest whine of, "hurry, daddy," came from louis as he clenched his fist in his husband's hair. "please."

"i'm comin', little one," harry said, just as soft. "just had to decorate you a bit."

he grabbed lube and a condom from the nightstand where he stashed them and gave the smaller man a kiss to ground him. "okay?"

"'m good," louis hummed. "you're slow."

"i'll show you slow, damn it."

slicking his fingers with lube, harry slowly brushed two of them over louis' hole, emitting a huff from the older man. he bit his lip as he traced his middle finger around his rim before slowly inserting it just to get a rise out of him.

"i think god is real sometimes," harry murmured as he started to work his finger in and out of his husband. "only because you exist. that's all."

louis chuckled. "shut up."

grinning, harry curled down and pecked his lips. louis kept him down for more, occasionally switching from kissing harry's top lip to his bottom lip and sucking on his tongue. he bit down on harry's lip harder than intended when the man added a second finger.

"sorry," louis squeaked. he pressed tiny pecks to harry's lip to try and make up for it.

"didn't even hurt," harry chuckled. he scissored his fingers after louis adjusted and sucked a mark onto his jaw.

louis dug his nails into his arms, letting out quiet whines that blended in with the sounds of kisses being burned into his skin.

"these last two years have been the best two years of my life," harry confessed lowly, making louis' arms layer in goosebumps. "can you believe it, bunny? two whole years."

"yeah," louis heaved, eyes fluttering shut. he scratched down harry's biceps and wrapped his hands around his forearms.

"been my boy for two years, been my husband for almost a month," harry continued to ramble. "there is no other person in this world more perfect than you. you're perfect for me."

louis couldn't hide his grin from his husband's sweet words. he always makes him feel good in every aspect.

"just for you." louis groaned softly when harry started curling his fingers. "fuck. feels good."

"i know," harry crooned. "daddy loves making his boy feel good. he knows just what to do, doesn't he?"

"yes, yes," louis whimpered.

once louis was ready, he requested they skip the condom, so harry respected his wishes by simply picking up the package and chucking it across the room. he slicked himself up extra and guided himself in, holding louis by his outer thigh.

he took his time with him. he was slow and gentle, caressing his thighs and kissing his face while he told him he fucking loved him. not just loved him. fucking loved him. he claimed there was a big difference.

it made louis laugh and say he fucking loved him too because he knew.

"i also love fucking you," harry hummed, watching louis' eyes widen. "just saying."

"are you really? 'cause you're not doing that." louis bit back a cheeky grin as he scratched harry's sides.

"turn around."

louis squeaked, "oh no."

harry pulled out slowly. he yanked louis further down the bed and turned him onto his stomach, chuckling at louis' comment about loving when his hubby manhandles him. he pulled the smaller one's hips up, lubed them both up a little more, and eased himself back in. he gave him time to adjust and relax before gripping his hands behind his back in his much larger one.

louis' little whines and moans echoed in the hotel room, blending in with the sound of skin against skin. he dug his nails in his husbands hand, surely to leave marks by the time they were through.

"fuck, daddy-" louis groaned as harry started hitting his sweet spot just right. "yes, yes-"

"i can't hear you," harry said with a little teasing tone. with the hand not holding louis', he jerked the smaller one's head up by the top of his hair. "come on, baby. you know daddy loves when you're loud."

louis' brows furrowed in pleasure as the grip on his hair tightened. harry quickened his pace, humming approvingly at the noises coming from his lover. they got louder and louder until louis forced his head back down into his pillow so he could scream harry's name over and over — as if it was the only word he knew how to say.

which, if harry's being honest, is okay. he could listen to his husband say his name all day every day. something about his accent and the way it rolls off of his tongue so easily as if it were meant to be in his vocabulary... yeah. absolutely okay. more than.

"fuck, baby, you feel so good," harry hissed. "i'm trying so hard not to cum right now but you look too pretty for me to keep up."

louis looked over his shoulder, eyes training on his husband's chest. he nearly drooled at the sight. his tattoos. his abs. his necklace. fuck. he's so lucky.

"daddy," he cooed.

that's all it took for harry to give one last thrust, burying himself deep inside his boy as he released into him. louis clenched around him, letting out a soft moan that he was too used to.

he let go of his hair and stroked it back, leaning down to kiss the back of his head. clearly louis couldn't keep up either.

"asshole."

giggling because he knew it would work, the smaller man sunk into the bed as pecks were spread across his shoulders. he tapped his fingers against harry's hand gently, relaxing when harry released him. his husband's warm hands trailed down his body while they both calmed down and his soft lips continued to lay on his back.

"there's a surprise for you in the fridge."

"you didn't."

"i did."

"well dont just stand there..." louis smirked. "bring 'em to me."

"yes, sir." harry chuckled and pulled out slowly. he gave louis' bum a nice smack before helping him lay down. sometimes he just turns into mush. it's kinda cute.

louis rolled over onto his back with a soft hum, watching his husband walk around with nothing on and feeling his mouth physically water. he wants to take a bite out of his arms. and his back muscles? god.

he may or may not have pinched himself.

he's real.

harry stepped into the bathroom first and returned with a cloth. he wiped both of them down, talking to his partner in a soft tone and praising him for being so pretty. louis' face was flushed, his eyes were sparkling but he looked rather sleepy at the same time.

"did you have a good day?"

"great day," louis said quietly. "you?"

harry dipped down to kiss him twice. he leaned back, then went down for a third.

"any day with you is the best day, my love."

"hush." louis laughed and accepted more kisses from his favorite husband. "i love you."

"i love you, bunny. hang tight."

louis managed to get his panties back on and get the top sheet off the bed so that it wasn't entirely soiled (apologies to housekeeping, the bed will definitely be tainted far worse than that before morning) before settling into a comfortable spot by the headboard.

"three types," harry murmured as he approached him. he set a small box of chocolate covered strawberries in front of him. there were twelve of them, each of the four rows having dark chocolate, milk, and white.

he handed him a water bottle as well and kissed his cheek. "eat up."

"my hubby is so wonderful," louis sang, picking up a white coated strawberry. he took a tiny bite out of it and offered some to the younger one, who took his bite when he got on the bed.

"my hubby is more wonderful," harry murmured. "he's got the biggest heart, and an amazing brain, and a really nice butt. i love him lots."

louis snickered and kissed his cheek. "i love you lots, dork."

louis cuddled up to harry's side and shared the fruit with him until they both agreed that they should save some for later. it was a decision that could have broken louis' heart. wherever harry got these, he needs to go back and get more. maybe he can convince him to get some before they go back home. he needs them for the ride or else he just might croak.

"actually... one more wouldn't hurt." louis grabbed a dark chocolate berry with a sly grin. "i'm an adult. i can do these things."

"damn right." harry even took one for himself. "liam texted you. he said that he got shark a catnip infused pizza toy and uh... he's quite out of it."

"go figure our drug dealing friends are turning my child to the dark side."

"our child."

"our son is out here doing drugs knowing his uncle is in rehab! what the fuck!"

"i'm telling zayn you're talking shit."

"you know he'd say the same thing."

"yeah, he would."

harry put the strawberries away and grabbed their phones so that louis could see the pictures of shark catnipped out of his mind. it was definitely a sight. the video of him staring at emma frozen in place with wide eyes made the two of them bust into laughter. emma was being her typical mischievous self playing with her toys. the orange cat, on the other hand, was stoned and mortified.

"bless it," harry cooed. "he's something else."

louis requested for photos of shark when he was back to his normal self and told liam to tell the cats that they loved them and would be home soon. just a few more days.

this entire month, almost month, has been amazing. he's so thankful that harry was able to make this happen because this past year alone has been insane. with everything that had happened — it all could have went a different route but maybe it was meant to go this way — this is what they needed. they needed space away from their home lives. louis loves his friends, he loved his job and was still balancing school on top of it all, but he needed a break. and harry was more than willing to help him take one.

his husband has done so much for him in the last two years. he has shown him rawness, bravery, skill, courage, all of it. he has walked through fires with him and will continue to because that's just the person he is. he's humble. he's confident. he's not afraid to do anything, or be who he really is. he's helped him in so many ways and all he can do is love him more and more.

he didn't expect to walk through inferno's doors and see everything from the sidelines. he didn't think that harry had the reputation he had aside from being a big shot club owner. he didn't want to believe it at first but once that denial rubbed off, he made the choice to stick around. he had every right to leave but something told him not to. he's so glad he listened to himself.

life is strange.

but that's okay.

as long as he has harry, their cats, and their friends, life can be whatever it wants to be. with them, nothing is impossible.

except for preventing harry from doing idiot things. that's just something he has to deal with forever.

it's worth it.

all of this was worth the wait.

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HELLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

i am alive i PROMISE. I PROMISE I'M ALIVE. i have been working so much lately and have had a lot on my plate, so i took a step back from writing to get my head back where it needed to be. i've written bits and pieces here and there when i had the time, so i'm hoping i can keep up and not fall off the face of the wattpad world for months again and get this bad boy wrapped up. because guess whaaaat? one more chapter and then the epilogue!

*cue tears*

thank you all for everything. i know i say that a lot. but i mean it. you are absolutely incredible. i love you so big and i wish nothing but the best for each and every one of you little devils <3

thoughts on the chap?

maybe i'll see you soon ;)