"How were you-you able to-to l-leave early?" Louis asks while changing out of his pjs, it was his off day so he decided to stay in been. Catching up on some Z's.

"It's partially my company so I can do what I want. Which means come see my boyfriend early in the city I was flying too anyways."

"What do you have a taste for?" He's asked, wanting to change the subject off him. "A new r-restaurant o-opened downtown. Can we go-"

"Done." Harry replies already making a reservation. "Babe!"

"What? You wanna go or not?"

"Y-yes but-"

"But nothing. We got a table, don't worry how." He grins satisfied with himself. "What you p-promise them?"

"Let me worry about that."

~~

Harry anxiously picks at the bread that's placed in the middle of the table as they wait for their food. Louis watches him not understanding why he was acting so strange.

"Babe y-you're alright?" He asked, placing his hand on the older man's, who switches his nervous movements to his leg. Bouncing it vigorously underneath the table.

"I'm fine... just starving. Didn't have much on the plane."

He frowns, "We can leave and go to a less busy place."

"No no, it's alright really. Soo how's it been? How's your work?"

"F-fine. Did I tell you I-I h-have mandatory h-holiday time off so-so I can v-visit you soon?"

Harry looks away as he pulls his hand away, "Right, no..  you didn't tell me about visiting." He puts his hand in his pocket, wrapping it around the object that's making him so nervous.

He was starting to second guess himself on everything at the moment, should he be moving this fast? Would Louis think he was crazy for asking?

Why ask, if he always rejects him anyways?

Harry pulls his hand out of his pocket and sighs..