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“What, then?” Louis asks, taking a step closer. “I just… follow you? Live here, in the woods, and give up everything I’ve ever known?” Louis stops right in front of Harry, only a foot of distance between them. “I give up my suppressants, and my work, and all my friends and family?”
Louis’ omega doesn’t need to ask, but Louis does. The human part of himself, that’s not ruled by instinct, needs to hear it.
“I can’t tell you what to do,” Harry starts, as wise as ever. Those green eyes of his fall to Louis’ throat, where a trickle of sweat has started to slip down his skin, under the collar of his shirt. “Deep down, though, you know what you want.”
AU. Cults, pack dynamics, and the road trip of a lifetime.
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1970 AU. Harry Styles is the lead singer of The Rolling Stones. Louis Tomlinson is the androgynous Ziggy Stardust. A friendship among gods is in the making.
(Or, a historically inaccurate introduction of Harry as Mick Jagger and Louis as David Bowie.)
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“You have a lot of friends, huh?”
Harry nods again. “A few.” The muscles of his bicep flex under Louis’ touch, and the alpha looks a bit drunk from the feeling, his eyes blinking slower and lips quirking at the corners. He’s leaning in, his alpha scent surrounding Louis from all sides.
“Mm,” Louis hums, squeezing his fingers tight, just to hear the sharp way Harry inhales. Then, when Harry is least expecting it, Louis returns the earlier sentiment—leaning up on his tiptoes and pressing his weight into Harry for balance, drawing his lips up close to Harry’s ear, and whispering, “Why don’t you go tell them goodnight.”
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Louis doesn’t have a habit of thinking about Harry’s dick.
That would be weird, seeing as they’re best mates, and they share a flat, and they’ve spent holidays at each other’s family homes. Their friendship hasn’t ever risen to a point where Louis should want to see his mate’s dick, and he’s happy to keep it that way.
Except, all that Louis can think about is exactly that. The size of it. The shape. The amount of people it’s been in.
Maybe it’s the tequila talking, or the fact that Louis’ just recently walked in to an eyeful of Harry taking turns on some slags that he’s never seen before, but. Louis’ mind can’t stop obsessing over the idea.
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Louis’ so drunk off Harry, though—even more than all of the drinks that he’s had—that he doesn’t even want to look anywhere else. He’s dying for it, for Harry to hold him down and fill him up, mark him inside.
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You and Azriel were just friends. Then came the dancing. The kiss. The night you stopped pretending.
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12 Jul 2025
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“Buck, I’m gonna need a lot more words here, buddy. Tie what for who?”
Buck sighs again, even louder and longer and noisier this time. “Eddie’s shoes,” he clarifies, through gritted teeth. “I—I usually tie them. For him.”
More silence, this time somehow more deafening. Buck inspects a stray line of grout until he can’t bear it anymore, then looks up for judgment.
Chim’s eyebrows are sky-high. “You’ve been tying Eddie’s shoes?” he repeats, strangled and high-pitched. “Regularly?”
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or: buck, eddie, and the intimacy of a properly-tied shoe.
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11 Jun 2024
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“I’ll do it,” Eddie repeats, looking at Buck in one of those silent conversation ways again, but Buck actually can’t figure out what he’s trying to say this time. It messes with his brain, until Eddie speaks again, “I’ll pretend to only be a little offended none of you have thought to ask me before, but Buck, I’ve fixed a lot of cars. I can look at yours.”
(or, the check engine light comes on in Buck's Jeep, Eddie volunteers to fix it and carpool with him in the meantime, and it all breaks down from there, literally and metaphorically)
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06 Jun 2024
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Evan Buckley has never once been given flowers in his life.
That is, until he mentions it in a fit of self-pity at the firehouse. Then they're everywhere. What he can't work out is where they're coming from.
(or: Buck mentions never getting flowers before, and a certain someone decides to remedy that.)
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15 May 2024
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"Hear me out," Buck said. "Clearly, both of us are sick of dating other people. And we're a good fit, in pretty much every way that matters. So what if we're not in love? We don't need to be in love to be happy together."
Eddie frowned. "So basically, we'd be boyfriends, without benefits?"
"Yes!" Buck snapped his fingers. "Like platonic boyfriends! We'd get all the benefits of a relationship and none of the heartbreak."
And maybe Eddie had finally lost his mind, or maybe it was from all the alcohol clouding his judgment, but the idea of it didn't sound half as crazy as it should have.
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After Buck’s and Eddie’s dates both end with disasters – proving once again that maybe dating just wasn’t meant for them – they decide to simply settle for each other. If there was one person in the world they'd ever trust with their hearts, it was each other. And who was a better person to date other than your very own best friend?Series
- Part 1 of What's love?
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22 Apr 2024