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Monday, April 5th - 6 am

"Where you going?" Louis mutters, feeling Harry moving away from beneath him.

"Shower, baby. Have to start at half past 7 today, remember," Harry responds, pressing a quick kiss to Louis' lips.

Louis hums, his eyes still closed. He starts at 8 today so he isn't in a hurry at all.

After few minutes of trying to fall back asleep he gives up, missing Harry's warmth too much. He sits up, regretting it immediately though.

"Fucking hell," He grunts, feeling a bit of a sting in his rear.

He pads towards the bathroom, really craving a hot shower. And Harry. Of course.

Louis joins him into the shower, like almost every morning. He hugs Harry's back, leaning his head in between his shoulder blades for a moment. Water trickling down both of them.

"Morning, love. Is your butt okay?" Harry asks after a few relaxing seconds, turning around to see Louis.

Louis scrunches his nose, shaking his head, "Stings."

Harry kisses his forehead softly, "Use my soothing cream after you showered if it hurts too much, it really helps, baby."

Louis knows which one it is since he bought it for Harry after their first time together. He applies it on Harry every time he sees him limping.

Louis hums, kissing Harry, "Thank you though. I had an amazing first time."

Harry smiles softly, pressing his lips on Louis' again.

"Thank you."

Louis washes Harry's curls as always, commenting on how beautiful and soft they are while Harry is bend down so he can reach them.

Luke's cries interrupt them, Harry was about to put conditioner on Louis' hair. 

"I'll go, finish your shower, love," Harry smiles.

He puts on clean boxers in record time after having dried himself enough to not make his floor wet. He rushes over to Luke's room after that, he loves getting the toddler in the morning.

"Good morning, bubba," Harry coos, lifting him out of his cot.

His cries die down immediately when he's against Harry's chest. Harry changes his nappy before cuddling him again, sitting down for a minute so Lucas could wake up some more.

"Hazzy, i'chy," Lucas whines, pointing at his wrist.

Harry hums, picking up a thin pencil to slide into the cast. The cast has been itching a lot lately but it's coming off in a week a half.

"There, love?"

Lucas nods, sighing deeply in satisfaction.

Once that's done, Harry carries him to the kitchen to make them all breakfast.

"Hazzy, gots nana bwead?"

Harry smiles and shakes his head, "I don't right now, bubba. Do I have to make some next weekend?"

Lucas nods, "Yesh, Luke help you."

Harry's smile gets wider, he presses a kiss to the boy's temple, "Thank you, baby."

"So, what would you like now? I could make you banana pancakes?" Harry suggests, while putting everything he needs for his smoothie in his blender.

Lucas nods again, "Yesh, pwease."

"Such a polite boy," Harry praises and kisses his cheek before putting him into his high chair.

He blends his smoothie while preparing a fast batter for the pancakes, he figures Louis will eat the same so he makes enough.

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