"Louis, I wanna trace every tattoo on your body with my tongue." "Yeah, yeah. Are you done with the living room, doll face?" "I want to feel you thrust deep and hard inside of me." "Have you finished my laundry or my room, beautiful?" "I love you, Lou." "I know bub." Or Harry is hopelessly in love with his best friends brother, Louis. Louis likes to take advantage of that love by making him clean. punk!louis top!louis bottom!harry Can we call this the cleaning fic? Lmao.