#sicklouis

Hi, anon! You're very welcome! Here are some fics for you!

i’m sticking to you like glue by peanutbutterapple

Cute. Cute, Louis had called him cute. Stitch it into his sweaters, carve it on his gravestone, quote it for generations to come, Louis Tomlinson had called him cute and suddenly the word tasted like sunshine and smelled like rainbows, glittered with the brightness of a thousand stars and burned with the life of a million galaxies.

This, without a doubt, had to be the moment his life had been leading up to all along.

Spoonful of Sugar by flyinghome21

“What if we made a deal?”

Louis narrowed his eyes. His expression and voice remained neutral. “I’m listening.”

“What if I give you an incentive to take it?”

Louis rolled his eyes hard. “Haz, if this is some Mary Poppins bullshit, I swear I’m—”

“I’ll blow you.”

Louis doesn’t speak for a few moments. His mouth opens and closes a few times. A few puffs of air pass through his lips. But his eyes have gone significantly darker and Harry already knows he’s won. When Louis finally does speak it’s quiet and lacks any venom or snark.

“I hate you.”

Or--Louis has a cough but refuses to take medicine. Harry gets creative with his incentive.

I'll Be There by @allwaswell16

Louis is less than thrilled to find out his roommate has coerced his nemesis to check on him whilst he's sick in bed. However, Harry seems to take great pleasure in taking care of Louis. Maybe this green smoothie drinking, hot yoga instructing, hair in a bun wearing, pretentious art history studying wanker isn’t so bad after all.

On Monday, Louis thinks Harry's a twat. By Friday, he's thinking of reasons for him to stay.

When The Night Is Closing In by cherishedlarry

"Louis was dying. That much was certain.

Ok, maybe he wasn’t so much dying as he was simply miserable from this weird flu he had contracted. In fact, he believed this went beyond ‘weird flu’. This had to be the plague."