Imagine Louis making up little songs for Freddie. When he's feeding him a bottle. When he's giving him a bath. When he's rocking him to sleep. "Bedtime for Freddie 🎶" Imagine that!
YOU ARE A CRUEL AND UNUSUAL SOUL, ANON. CRUEL AND UNUSUAL.
“BEDTIME FOR FREDDIE, THIS IS THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, LITTLE LAD, TIME FOR BABIES TO BE ASLEEP, NOT WIDE AWAKE AND WATCHING “BEST GOALS 2011-2012″ MONTAGES ON YOUTUBE, WHY ARE YOU AWAKE, WHY AREN’T YOU ASLEEEEEEEEP, LITTLE LADS SHOULD BE ASLEEP, WHAT DO YOU WANT” (segue into Justin Bieber)
and maybe Louis is so tired he ends up watching a “how to waltz” video on Youtube but paired with his big TV, and if he dances Freddie round his living room whilst learning how to box step, then at least there’s no one there to see.
IT BECOMES A THING, Louis learning dance steps in the middle of the night whilst trying to send Freddie to sleep.