Magic || larry

05

"Harry," Ricky's voice stirs him from his sleep and he peaks open his eyes. He can smell bacon and eggs and his eyes move from Ricky's face down to the tray in his hands. Harry wants to roll his eyes because this always happens. Ricky makes him cry and then Harry gets breakfast in bed or he goes out and gets flowers. The routine is making him tired.

"Breakfast?" Harry yawns. Ricky coos at him and he gently sets the tray down next to him. He sits down too and runs his fingers through Harry's wild curls.

"Yeah. I felt bad about yelling yesterday and I wanted to make it up to you," Ricky tells him. Harry nods and he grabs a piece of bacon and places it in his mouth. "I also booked us a Reservation at Fargo's and then we can go see a movie?" He asks. Harry looks up from his plate and into Ricky's grey eyes. A date? That's something new and Harry practically bursts with excitement.

"That sounds great! I'm so excited," Harry exclaims and Ricky smiles and leans forward to kiss his forehead.

"Lovely. I'm going to clean the kitchen, but take your time eating, baby."

Harry watches as he leaves and he feels actual happiness. He loves going on dates and getting dressed up. He loves seeing Ricky trying and this time Harry thinks he is actually sorry. He's really sorry this time and now they can go back to when Harry was 18 and just falling in love. He sighs dreamily at the memories and picks up his fork to continue to eat. Everything is cooked the way he likes it and it's perfect.

He finishes eating and brings his plate out to the kitchen. Ricky takes it from his hands and kisses he boy softly. Harry can feel butterflies start in his tummy.

"Did you like it?" He asks and Harry nods his head, his curls flopping around.

"It was delicious. Thank you," Harry whispers and the older man smiles and his crow's feet are more prominent then they were a few years back.

"Anytime, my love. I love you. Don't forget that," Ricky says and Harry just leans forward to kiss him. Ricky happily puts the plate down and he scoops Harry into his arms and kisses him like he used to. Harry's missed feeling this light in his presence.

"Want to show me how much you love me?" Harry mumbles. It's been so long since they made enjoyable love and Ricky's eyes light up at the question. Harry giggles as Ricky picks him up and brings them to their bedroom. Maybe this is the start of good times for them.

•••

"How do I look?" Harry asks nervously. He's wearing a nice pair of jeans and a white button up shirt. He tries to tame his hair and his boots still look brand new because he never leaves the house. Ricky looks up from his phone and his eyes light up when he sees Harry in front of him.

"You look perfect," Ricky tells him and Harry blushes and looks down at his plain outfit. He doesn't have a lot of clothes so he didn't have many options.

"Thank you. When are we leaving?" He asks softly. Ricky stands to his feet and walks over to grab his keys off the counter.

"We can leave right now," he says. Harry just nods and follows him to the door. The fresh air fills his lungs and he looks over at the car. He doesn't think he's been in it for at least a month and that's a weird thought.

"What movie would you like to see after?" Ricky asks. Harry doesn't even know what movies are out. He hasn't been to a theatre in over a year, but he read online that there's that big superhero movie and it sounds decent.

"Uh, Deadpool? I heard that's good," Harry replies and Ricky nods his head in approval. They get into the car and the radio plays as they pull away from their home. Harry can see people in the window at Louis' house and he wonders what they're up to. He quite likes them.