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Harry POV
The shower and the breakfast they shared was nice, but having a clingy sub with him all morning was nicer. He had worried that the bubble of Louis sort of seeming to like him to at least some degree would be shattered when they got on the bus, but the sub had been willing to cuddle with him in their shared bunk. This was even after Harry had offered Louis that he could go off and be with Oli if he wanted, though the dom absolutely did not want to see his sub seek comfort from someone else, he had to recognize that he wasn’t Louis go to person. While he would have hated every second of it if the sub had chosen to take him up on the offer, he would have dealt with it because it would have meant that Louis was getting what he wanted and being taken care of.
That was of the utmost importance to him, that Louis was taken care of thoroughly; he knew they had shared quite an intense scene together yesterday, making him hypervigilant of watching for a potential drop. Having the sub all snuggled up and wrapped safely in his arms, Louis dozing there made him feel like yesterday's scene had been just as good for the sub in terms of being dominated as it had been for him as the one doing the domming. Even though he had screwed it up at the end, turning it into a bit of an ordeal, and even though it hadn’t even truly involved him sexually, so to speak, the endorphins from dominating the boy had him still floating in a bit of dom space.
Eventually Harry did have to relinquish his hold on the sub when Louis pulled away, and groaned, “Get off me you absolute creature.” The grunt that came out of the dom’s mouth at the disrespect certainly affirmed him being called such a name.
“Last I checked I didn’t need you to fucking hold my dick while I pissed,” Louis sassed. “So let me go.”
When Harry made to get up too, Louis gave him a questioning look, halting him in his tracks, “Don’t think I need you to escort me to the loo either, you lug of a thug.”
“You fight me so hard to be able to call me my name, and then you just resort to calling me abysmal names anyways,” Harry huffed.
Louis came back with, “Well, if you stopped being such a dumb dom all the time, then maybe I’d call you Harry all the time.”
“That’s no way to speak to me. I’m not a dumb dom!” Harry said in a stifled shout due to their close proximity, that and the fact that anything too loud would draw the attention of basically anyone else on the bus.
“So says the man who is about to be the reason I don’t make it all the way to the loo and piss my pants,” Louis retorted.
“Uggghhh, fine, goooo,” Harry sighed exasperatedly.
Harry didn’t follow Louis like his protective, and perhaps slightly possessive dominant self was demanding. But just because he didn’t leave the bed, didn’t mean his eyes didn’t follow the sub’s every movement and step while away from him. For while Louis had not shown any signs of dropping, Harry would absolutely not risk such. Especially since to the whole world, Louis’ band included, Louis was very much a dom in their eyes. Harry knew that some believed otherwise, and had been shushed under the guise of Louis potentially being a dominant leaning switch, because subs in the industry were few and far between. Which Harry thought was ridiculous because just because someone was submissive didn’t mean they couldn’t also be talented and make it. But labels seemed to think otherwise since according to them talent wasn’t everything and popularity was, and Louis’ team seemed to think Louis wouldn’t be sellable to the fans as a sub. For the sake of upholding Louis' reputation and the NDAs he knew they had both signed that Louis’ designation was not to be leaked in any way to anyone, he’d be taking such good care of the sub that there was no way he’d drop in distress.
He was also keeping on top of things to make sure he himself didn’t drop as well. When Louis had made it safely to the loo, he dared to take the chance to grab them some snacks from where there was a stash of food for everyone to eat on the bus. Along with the crisps and biscuits, he had also grabbed some carrots, two bananas, and some waters because he knew hydration was just as important as feuling. The sub had beaten him in returning to the bunk, and was currently getting cozy curling up in the blankets, so Harry held up the goodies to him and asked if he could climb in too, “Can I come up? I got us some snacks, Lou.”
“I see that,” Louis laughed and scooted over. “Got anything good?”
“Yeah, but you’ve got to eat some fruits and vegetables too alongside all the junk food,” Harry replied.
“Seriously?” Louis asked as he comically held up the banana.
“What?” Harry shrugged. “They are my favorite fruit.”
“Hmmm,” Louis let out as he began to peel the yellow fruit. “Just don’t make eye contact while eating a banana.”
Harry followed suit, and of course he stared directly into Louis’ bright blue eyes as he took the fruit, deep throating the thing while taking his first bite.
“Harold!” Louis exclaimed.
“Not my name,” Harry jested. “And don’t even try to utter some shite about not loving the way I am eating this banana . . . it is quite the sexual innuendo, hmm? Come on, I know you like it.”
To that the sub just rolled his eyes at him, and then took his own much smaller bite. Once they had finished the fruit and most of the other snacks, Harry bade Louis to drink some of the water. “Be a good boy for me now luv, and drink at least half of this water bottle, yeah?”
Harry couldn’t help but smile to himself as Louis did just that, and then kept smiling as Louis cuddled up next to him for a nap. That smile faded some when Louis woke up with marks from the blanket wrinkles on his cheek and announced he’d had quite enough rest, was sick of Harry’s hovering, and so would be going to spend the rest of his afternoon with his best mate. Harry tried not to be bitter about it since Louis had spent the entire morning with him, but it didn’t mean he liked watching Louis go climb into the switch’s bunk instead of staying there with him. It also put him in a bit of a state of unease as now he wasn’t right there in case his sub needed him. He thought first of texting Oli to watch for a drop, but on second thought considered that might be going a bit too far in sharing with Louis PA exactly what sort of couplings the dom and sub got into.