Styles,Harry.

‘here at one direction we like to celebrate love in all forms, love is love’ -Harry Styles. #loveislove (at Gay Island)

now kiss me you fool.  

louis getting scared when people make their way toward him ( x , x )

“I sure tried to.” Louis replied with a chuckle, before happily leaving the house and getting into the waiting car with his husband on his arm. Once settled against the seats, Lou had to resist the urge to roll his eyes at the cameras and instead focused on the gorgeous man in front of him. It was easy then, nothing else mattered once Harry was next to him. “Have I mentioned that I love you?” Louis answered with question with a question, smiling brightly and reaching up a bit to press a kiss to the tip of the younger man’s nose. After a short drive filled with easy conversation and affection, the car pulled up in front of a swanky restaurant that resided on one of the island’s many resorts. Louis was just nearly irritated to see that there were a few papz waiting outside that had turned towards their car expectantly, but he let it slide off of his shoulders as to not spoil his mood for the night. “Time to wine and dine.” Louis chirped to his husband, climbing from the car first and offering a hand to Harry to assist his climb out before threading his fingers through the man’s and leading the way into the restaurant. The only smile the papz could hope to catch from him was the blinding one that he sent his lover.

“You’re telling me.” Louis replied, pushing a hand through his styled but messy chestnut locks. He smirked lightly as Harry checked him out, raising a brow playfully once his green eyes met his own blue ones. “Thank you, love.” He replied, smiling now as he reached out to gently rub a bit of Harry’s shirt between his fingertips. “You look amazing as usual.” Lou told him, dropping the bit of shirt as he gave up on trying to figure out exactly what the shirt was made out of. That was definitely more of his husband’s area of expertise. “I called and they cleared a table for us and I’ve got a bottle of wine on ice as we speak.” He told the younger man then, looking up at him. “So I’m ready when you are.” Louis added, offering his arm out for his husband to take as his keys, wallet, and phone were already safely tucked away in his various pockets.

Music echoed from the speaker on the bedside table as the couple got ready. Louis was in their walk in closet, grabbit a suit jacket from a hanger on his side and draping it over his shoulders. He always nearly laughed upon entering the closet that he shared with his husband due to how obvious it was whose side was whose. Bright patterns and odd fabrics dotted Harry’s side while Louis’ side was primarily made up of black and greys. The older man wandered out from their closet now, buttoning his suit jacket and adjusting it on his shoulders as he wandered towards their en suite where Harry had last disappeared to. “How are you faring, love?” He asked as he entered the brightly lit room, squinting a bit against the change.

“Just maybe.” Louis teased, though he was clad in only a pair of sweats himself. “I need to as well I suppose.” He added with a chuckle, offering his hand out to his husband since they were both going to be heading the same way.

“Can a man not wine and dine another gorgeous man without an ulterior motive?” Louis asked, a cheeky smile slipping in under his feigned indignation.

“Well I’m almost positive there’s a high-end place on one of the resorts that provides just that.”