Scrapped Knees || L.H.
(Y/N) had gone trekking along with Louis. They had been walking under the hot sun for a long time when Louis tripped.
"Louis, are you alright?" (Y/N) couldn't see him injured, but it seemed like a pretty nasty fall.
"Do you happen to have a Band-Aid?" He asked, with a grim face, "Cuz I scraped my knees falling for you."
"You-WHAT!?" (Y/N) gave him a pointed look. "Are you flirting? Or do you actually require the Band-Aid?"
He let out a nervous laugh "Er - I do require the Band-Aid."
"Let's go check in that hotel," she said, pointing towards a...well...hotel. "I'll help you clean up."
After getting there and booking a room, (Y/N) helped Louis wipe off the blood and clean the wound. After all that was done, they decided to wait there for a few hours.
"While we're here, alone," Louis started, "Wanna do something fun?" One look at Louis and (Y/N) realized what he meant.
"Don't you have a scraped knee?" She asked innocently.
"I don't think so" Louis smiled with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
I think I'll let your imagination you and your imagination carry on!
