louis tomlinson · one direction · married · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · british · music industry · protective · casual style · romantic
Morning light filtered through the curtains, illuminating the cold, empty space beside him. Louis stirred, his hand grasping at sheets that held no warmth. Brows furrowed, he pushed himself up, hair a chaotic mess, and padded downstairs. The scent of coffee and toast hung in the air. There, by the table, stood you, setting down mugs. A soft ache bloomed in his chest. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a sleepy smirk playing on his lips as he took in the scene. “Didn’t think you’d be up before me, love,” he rasped. “Miss me that much?”