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Harry smiles at Louis, quick and easy, and says, “Well, since we’re in the same boat, we’ll just make our own Christmas. What do you say?”
Louis tamps down on a bloom of warmth in his belly. He barely knows Harry past seeing him walk down the hall in just his skivvies - not that he’s complaining - but he’s being so lovely, smiling at him so hopefully, and, well. Louis doesn’t much fancy the idea of spending Christmas completely alone. Nodding, he reaches out and pokes Harry’s dimple, watches it flirt to life underneath his fingertip. “I say yes.”AKA, Harry and Louis are uni students studying abroad in New York, stuck in the dorms together over Christmas.
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Bookmarked by sunshine (tenderness)
11 Dec 2014
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Louis bites down on his lip. "You...god, they look so good on you. Shows off your arse and your...your thighs, Haz." He runs his hand along the skin there then, relishing how soft and pliant it is even with all the muscle. "They shouldn't have even let you play. Should, should have sent you straight home for...fuck, indecency or breaking the dress code or summat."
Or, I literally have no idea what the fuck I just wrote but it involves dodgeball, short shorts, and thigh fucking.
Bookmarked by sunshine (tenderness)
19 Nov 2015
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“Everything all sorted? Need help with the buckles? I know they’re a bit tricky in this compartment.”
The voice startles Louis out of his daze, and he turns toward the voice to let him know he figured it out. When he catches sight of the owner of the voice, though, his response dies in his throat. Whatever he had imagined the conductor of a children’s train that rides around the shopping centre in Leeds would look like, this is certainly not it.
Leaning through the window, arms folded across the sill, is a green-eyed angel with cherry red lips stretched wide in a smile and dimples flirting in his cheeks. A black conductor’s hat is the only confirmation that this is not some gorgeous stranger who’s come to flirt with Louis through the window of a children’s train, but is just a man doing his job.
[or, Harry drives a kiddie train in the shopping centre for the summer and is obsessed with babies, and Louis never stood a chance.]
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Bookmarked by sunshine (tenderness)
05 Nov 2015
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Louis is in drama club. Harry kissed a donkey once. They meet at tryouts for Midsummer.
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Bookmarked by sunshine (tenderness)
05 Nov 2015
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On rainy days, Anne built Harry and Louis blanket forts in the family room and they’d spend hours inside, talking and laughing and reading stacks of books by torchlight. In the darkness, their silhouettes were stitched to the sheets of the brightly-lit tent like cameos in a golden locket. Part of her wished she could keep them that way forever, wished they would be children forever, their sun-browned skin smelling of salt, their little arms tight around her neck as they pulled her into a hug.
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- Part 1 of All the Little Lights series
Bookmarked by sunshine (tenderness)
03 Oct 2015

