I’ll Be There
Prompt #7. “The snug feeling when you’re sick in bed and everyone feels sorry for you and waits on you hand and foot.”
Louis is less than thrilled to find out his roommate has coerced his nemesis to check on him whilst he’s sick in bed. However, Harry seems to take great pleasure in taking care of Louis. Maybe this green smoothie drinking, hot yoga instructing, hair in a bun wearing, pretentious art history studying wanker isn’t so bad after all.
On Monday, Louis thinks Harry’s a twat. By Friday, he’s thinking of reasons for him to stay.
This fic was written as part of an ongoing challenge. We each select random numbers and are given a specific emotion from the book 1000 Feelings For Which There Are No Names. To read the other fics written in this challenge, click here, or you can find the masterpost on tumblr here.