With a quiet groan, Louis flops down onto the bed next to you and pulls his t-shirt over his head before tossing it somewhere to the side. He’d just come back from a full day of shooting for a movie, and he’s completely burnt out.

You two were basically the Hollywood couple, Louis being a famous actor while you a famous actress. It was like a match made in heaven, you both matched each other’s personality well and never had a fight lasting more than a couple hours.

Louis shifts closer to you, lazily draping an arm over your waist as he buries his face into your stomach. You’re scrolling on your phone while lying on your back, your free hand moving down to tangle itself in Louis’s hair.

In his mind, calling this moment heaven was an understatement. Due to the two of you constantly being busy and out of town, a moment together was a miracle. He’d never felt more content before.