Thick alpha Harry having to buy some extra snacks because when Louis is pregnant he just bulldozes through them
“Did you get my ice cream bars?” Louis asked as soon as Harry got in the door. His alpha chuckled, shaking his head.
“What, I don’t get a hello?”
“Hi,” Louis said flatly. “Where are my ice cream bars?”
“This bag,” Harry said, lifting it up, only to have it snatched out of his hand a moment later. Louis ripped upon the turquoise box, pulling a treat out and unwrapping it at lightening spreed before shoving it into his mouth.
“You alright?” Harry asked with a raised eyebrow as he set the remaining bags on the counter.
“I don’t mean to be dramatic,” Louis said through a mouthful of ice cream and chocolate. “But if I didn’t eat that, I would’ve been dead.”
“You always mean to be dramatic,” Harry said, then rustled through one bag and pulled out several more boxes. “Lucky for you, I got you four more boxes.”
“God, I love you,” Louis sighed. He finished his ice cream and then settled a hand on his bump, rubbing his belly gently. “I’m sorry, I know I told you we could have paninis for dinner, but I really want crab cakes, is it okay if we order some?”
“Of course that’s okay,” Harry said as he unpacked the bag. He had tried to remember all of Louis’s favorites, and had also gotten some things for himself, so the counter was soon covered in bags of peanut butter pretzels, flaming hot chips, sour candy, and jars of french onion dip.
“Oh my god,” Louis moaned, going over to the counter. He picked up each bag of food, shaking it a little. “You got me this -- and these! And this -- and this -- oh my God, I want to have sex with you so bad.”
“That’s how we got into this situation in the first place.”
“Yeah, well, nothing bad can happen now,” Louis said. “Oh my God, shit, you got frozen cheesecake? Fucking put that in the oven right now and I’ll blow you.”
“Okay, okay, give me a second,” Harry laughed, picking up the box and holding up his hands. “I’m one man, I gotta do one thing at a time.”
“I know, I know, I’m sorry. Yes, you are one man. You’re my man. Fuck, I love you.”
“I know,” Harry smiled and kissed the top of Louis’s head. “I love you.”
Louis smiled happily, then opened his eyes and narrowed them.
“Now put that cheesecake in the oven.”
