Prompt 8.4: Press
(Closed, Moderated, Unrevealed)
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The thing about Harry is that he can never stop himself when he comes to Louis. His hands itch by his sides and he reaches for him, fingers pressing painfully into the reddened blooms littered around Louis’s neck.
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- Part 4 of Wordplay 2024, baybayyy!
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Of course Harry is the type to have a leather bound journal filled with pressed flowers. Zayn stops at one so delicate looking that he can’t believe it withstood the pressing process. It’s simple – a single layer of small, white petals with just a bit of yellow in the center – but Zayn can’t help but stare. His eyes rove over the subtle details frozen in time, somehow maintaining their softness despite having been crushed into two dimensions, and he feels almost hypnotized. He’s not aware of his hand moving until two fingers brush over the petals.
An image so vivid and sudden that his eyes snap shut in shock floods his mind and he pulls his hand back as though it’s been burned. The second his fingers leave the page, the image is gone, too fleeting for his memory to capture it.
“What the fuck?”
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Zayn's only just getting to know Harry when he discovers he's able to store memories of people he loves in pressed flowers. At least that's what Harry tells him. Zayn has a choice: run away or accept Harry's invitation to learn more.
Harry's magic may be too powerful to resist.
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Stepping into the (admittedly overwhelming) space, Harry devised a plan of attack to make it through the full market. If he went down to his left and worked his way across, he could end the night listening to the band play… was that Madonna? He’d definitely want to stick around awhile. He started making his way down the line of booths, keeping an eye out for any familiar faces he could talk to. As luck would have it, he spotted a familiar bee-covered logo.
He looked behind the table to see… a man who was definitely not his friend, Zayn.
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Harry quickly got a tack from the drawer and put up the picture on the wall, reminding himself to show it to Niall the next time they got the chance. He then picked up the note, unable to stop the little shiver that passed through him.
** Leaving the foto here don’t have 2 ask
I’ll be up in the attic if either of u wants to come join, L said I can go thru some of the boxes.
Also want to confirm what Lewis told me. There’s two men that owned this place before u. Going to see if I can make contact again. **OR
There's proof for certain that Harry can't deny. But what he's been feeling and what Niall says, don't match up.
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- Part 3 of Don't Forget Where You Belong
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“I’ve got you,” Oscar said as he confidently hit the eight for Louis.
Nodding his thanks as he shyly tucked himself into the corner so the others who needed to could exit easily on their own floors, then Louis sucked his lips into his mouth in an attempt to cover his smile.
It didn’t mean anything, because of course it didn’t. They’d shared an elevator a few mornings a week for months now, but still. He remembered.
Or the one where Louis and Oscar have been seeing each other regularly on the elevator at work for almost nine months. Maybe it’s time for something to finally happen between them.