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"Is it alright if I do it?" Harry asks, breaking the silence with his low velvet voice.
"Do what?" Louis picks at his nail, then at a loose thread in the seam of his trousers. "Fuck! God, shit don't damn it!"
"That." Says Harry. "Can I yell too?" Louis cocks his eyebrow at the giant boy sitting next to him in the sand at the beach with no shirt on.
"You do understand that I'm not doing it on purpose-"
"Yes, yes I know that. Just. Please?" Harry smiles with his mouth scrunched up and nostrils flared in a way that has Louis thinking of a frog.
He snorts out loud, cheeks flushing.
"Go for it." Is his final answer, Meredith.
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03 Oct 2016
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He gathered Harry’s hands in his own. “Good boy,” said Louis. He kissed a knuckle and looked up at Harry, who seemed to be drifting somewhere between a haze of tenderness and the kind of arousal that made him shudder, gag, beg for more. Exactly where Louis liked to keep him. He gave Harry’s hands back to him, placing them at his sides.
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“I can tell how much of a good boy you think he is.” Leon’s snarl doesn’t change, the corner of his mouth lifting higher. “But he’s still calling me, not you, hm?”
“Watch your mouth.” Louis is about done with this conversation. Who the fuck talks about their own boyfriend like this? “Or are you accusing me of something?”
“Just giving you an out, lad. Like Harry would even look at you. He’s too busy crawling up my ass to notice anyone else.” Leon snarls, rolling his eyes in a dismissive shake of his head. “But if you’re so concerned, go see what he wants. Make him happy enough to leave me alone, eh? Since you’re so worried.”
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Harry can’t look away from the ribbon. He can’t process it, can’t hear his own thoughts over the roaring rush of blood in his ears.
“Don’t you look pretty?” Harry hears Louis’ voice as if from far away.
Or: Harry and Louis go to a party.
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Harry wears a sundress until he doesn't.