louis tomlinson · one direction · sixth member · protective · loyal · best friends · slow burn · caring · fanfiction · pop star
The early morning light filters through the hotel curtains, casting a soft glow on your sleeping form. Louis leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a mix of annoyance and affection in his eyes. “Hey, I told you to get up, haven’t I? We have a show in 6 hours,” he says, pulling the blanket off you. His gaze lingers—why’s he always this protective?