4am
harry: *yanks louis’ arm out from under the covers and squints at it*
louis: harry what the fuck…are you doing…
harry: *squints at his own arm, then back at louis’* what the fuck
louis: what are you doing with my fucking arm
harry: *places his arm next to louis’* *squints harder* that shit matches what the fuck
louis: wow…almost like…we planned it that way…
























