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Violets. Lilacs. Hyacinths. by Luupa for violetlilachyacinth
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
18 Feb 2026
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Summary
He made kissing a habit and worry, a crime.
He rose early in the morning and spoke so vividly about the shades of the sky that Louis would want to join him too. He’d call Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Our Film, and keep trying to convince Louis that he looks like Audrey Hepburn. Louis would roll his eyes and shove him away but he secretly loved it. Every single time.
He'd sleeptalk and scare the shit out of him and then laugh himself hoarse when Louis would tell him in the morning. He'd record Louis sleepwalking and then play it on their shitty telly like a cinematic experience and giggle the whole time in Louis' ear while sitting on his lap batting mosquitoes away. Mosquitoes which had sneak in their flat from the cracks and crevices in their windows hidden behind flowers.
And Louis is going to lose it. He is about to lose it.
“I miss you too, Lou.”
That statement holds so much weight that Louis almost tells him. Almost cries out.
OR
Louis is dying and he calls Harry for the last time. Harry doesn't know it's the last time.