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“Harry?” whispered Louis, his mouth dry, his nose pressing against the other’s warm skin.
“Mh?” Harry’s humming was gentle, his fingers lightly caressing the younger boy’s arm, his chest steadily rising and falling beneath Louis’ cheek.
A couple of seconds passed, and Louis looked up at him in the darkness of the cave, barely able to make out the expression on his face. When he tried to inhale deeply, his breath hitched. He struggled to find the words to tell Harry what he was thinking about.
Another couple of seconds passed, and Louis listened to the reassuring beating of the prince’s heart beneath his cheek.
He couldn’t.
“Nothing,” he whispered, his voice weak. I think you’re half of my soul.
Or, a ‘Song of Achilles’ AU with Louis as Patroclus and Harry as Achilles.
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13 Jan 2025
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Me hizo llorar 😭😭😭
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Louis knows Harry hasn't fucked and run because he can hear him talking quietly in the next room. He shouldn't care enough to get up and find out who he's talking to—he knows cops get phone calls at all hours of the night and day—but Louis has always been too curious for his own good. He pushes himself up off the couch and pulls on his underwear, which he finds several feet away, folded in a small pile. Harry must have done that while he was still asleep.
It feels a little silly to be tiptoeing around in his own home, but Louis does it anyway. When he finally peeks around the corner to the kitchen, he sees Harry kneeling on the floor with Biscuit, and that alone is enough to disrupt Louis' usual heart rate. When he realizes that Biscuit is allowing Harry to scratch around his ears while he mutters to him quietly about what a pretty boy he is, well, okay.
Now Louis might need a defibrillator.
For the past three years, it's just been Louis and his one-eye orange cat, Biscuit. When Louis starts sleeping with Harry, the aggravating cop stationed at the ER where he works, he has no reason to think anything will change.
Unfortunately, Harry and Biscuit have other plans.