Weeks later Louis makes dinner while waiting for Harry and Niall to get back from the hospital. Harry was getting the cast off his arm finally and he was ecstatic.

"Baby! Baby?!"

He smiles, turning the dial down on the stove before going into the foyer, "H-haz, you don't y-yell."

"But look, I can cuddle you with two arms now!" Harry shouts waving them around like he was crazy, making Louis giggle. "He's been like this since they came off." Niall says going into the kitchen to sneak some food.

Harry limps over to Louis with the help of his crutches and pecks the boys lips.

"Let's kick Niall out and cuddle for the rest of the day, yeah?" He smiles happily, looking into his boys eyes. Louis nods as blush spreads across his body from their closeness.

~~

Harry looks down, watching Louis laugh at Friends that played on the large screen in Harry's theater room.

He snuggles closer subconsciously, lacing his legs with Harry's already being used to the casted leg. Harry kisses softly on his neck making his boy giggle, "Watch th-the show, H." He tires to move away but the older man holds him close.

"You watch the show," he mumbles continuing to kiss his neck and nibbles softly. Louis whines, blushing as he gives him more room.

"I-I am." He keeps his eyes on the tv but they keep fluttering closed the more Harry's lips stays attached to his neck.

"Daddy," Louis moans when Harry decides to bites down on his neck, he gasps and quickly pulling away then rolls off the couch. Harry sits up, staring staring at him, "What did you say?" He says, wanting to hear him say it again.

The shy boy shakes his head while leaving the  room.