Munch munch munch much

"Harreh?" Louis asked, his tiny mouth full of cheesy dorito. 

"Don't talk with your mouth full, love," Said Harry, giving the teeny man a pat on the head. 

"Hmph." 

Much munch munch munch

Teeny weeny gulp. 

"Harrehhhh?" 

"Yes?" 

"Bathtime?" 

Harry chuckled, "Not now, Louis. Liam's coming round in a few minutes." 

However mini Louis wasn't listening, just jumping around excitedly, "Bathtime! Bathtime! Bathtime!" 

"Louis," Harry scolded lightly, gently picking up his tiny body and placing it in his hair, "I said after Liam comes round." 

Coincidentally, the doorbell rang. A small gasp left Louis, and he started frantically pulling Harry's hair, "No no no! No, don't answer it Harry." 

Harry didn't listen and started walking to the door happily. Honestly, everything he did was in a happy way. 

However Louis was not happy. 

"Harry I fucking swear to god-" 

"Shush Lou, don't swear." Harry said, opening the door to reveal Louis' worst nightmare (well, after the cat - Oreo- of course). 

Liam. 

"Hiya Harry!" Cheered the puppy looking man, then looking upwards, seeing a teeny head and a pair of squinting beedy eyes looking back up at him. He nodded and then coughed awkwardly, "Erm, Louis." 

"Liam..." He growled, giving him a deathly stare. 

"Nice to see you both again," The man said politely, giving them both a smile. 

Louis shrugged, "Wish I could say the same for you, Payno!" 

When Liam sent a glare, Louis squeaked and quickly hid himself in Harry's hair, "Harry help!" 

"Liam," Harry spoke in a warning tone, but then chuckled at them both. He was used to them fighting now, since they sort of had a love- hate relationship thing going on. 

They all went into the kitchen, and Louis was put onto the table. 

"Tea?" Harry asked Liam, to which he nodded. As soon as Harry turned around and could no longer see the other men, Louis growled. 

"What's the matter, mini man?" Laughed Liam, receiving a middle finger from Louis (the smallest middle finger he's ever seen). 

"Fight me, bitch." Snarled Louis, sticking his tongue out before putting his teeny fists up. He bounced back and forth, as if he was about to box him. 

"Hah! As if," The man rolled his eyes, "I could destroy you with one flick." 

Louis stomped his foot, his small face turning red quickly. He stomped away to the edge of the table, whining as loud as he could, "Harryyyy!" 

Harry turned, happily smiling when he saw his small Louis raise his arms as always. He picked him up gently, bringing him to the counter. 

When Louis hopped off the other's hand, he heard Harry say, "Liam? How many sugars?" 

"Just one, please, Haz." 

"Oh," He said, "Okay." He then bent down, looking Louis in the eye, "I'm going to the toilet real quick, don't do anything naughty." 

Louis put on the most angelic and innocent face he could, "I won't!" 

Harry nodded hesitantly before making his way to the bathroom. Louis then smiled, giggling to himself as he scurried over to a pot. 

'Salt' - it said. 

Fortunately for Louis, the lid was already off (to him it was super heavy) and there was a table spoon right next to it. 

"This was meant to be," Louis whispered to himself, covering his mouth while he giggled again. 

He- somehow- picked up the teaspoon and buried it into the massive pot of salt. After a few tries, he managed to get it out of the pot with a mountain of salt piled up on the spoon. 

Liam's cup of tea was not that far away. 

However, as the tiny man walked, the spoon started getting heavier and heavier. A few seconds later he was swaying side to side, then uncontrollably catching himself off balance. 

"W-woah-" he gasped as he swayed near to the edge of the counter. It was a big, big, fall for Louis. 

"Ah, shit- no no no!" He dropped the spoon, then tripped over, him landing face forward into the salt. 

A groan fell from his lips before he lifted himself up, bits of salt falling from his face and hair. 

His bottom lipped wobbled and he screamed, "Harry!" 

"Louis?" Liam called from the table, "You alright?" 

Louis whimpered, his whole body hurting from the fall. He turned and looked up at Liam, making grabby hands, "Harry." 

Liam snorted, laughing, "Sure, Mr.Clumsy. What happened here?" 

Louis didn't answer, and just shrugged, embarrassed. As Liam walked to the bathroom he bumped into Harry. "Oh! Harry- Louis, um-" 

"Harry!" Louis squealed, jumping on Liam's hand but then stopped when it hurt. 

"Lou, what happened?" 

Louis looked down, "I fell and it hurt." 

Harry chuckled under his breath, carefully taking his tiny Louis in his hands, "C'mon. Let's go clean that sugar out of your hair." 

"It's salt," Louis murmured, making Harry nod. The man held his hand up, asking with a smile, "Poke?" 

Harry lifted his hand up to his cheek, where Louis reached out poking (with his whole hand) Harry's dimple.

 He smiled, then walked over to Harry's thumb, giving it a loving hug. 

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