"what are we doing here?" luka asks harry excitedly. he had no money, but he wouldn't mind just looking around as harry did his thing- it was just as magical to the childish boy.
"shopping!" harry smiles as they enter the large building, the smell of food and the happy atmosphere filling luka's senses.
*
walking into the first shop, he didn't recognise the name. since he'd last been here, everything had changed.
"okay, lu, do you like this?" luka was snapped from his thoughts as harry holds something up to the boy, a pastel blue hoodie.
he loved it, yes, but he had no money.
"i- don't have any money" lu says anxiously, dropping his head down in embarrassment. harry knew he had no money yet still asked?
"i know, lu! i'm getting you it!" harry says. "if you like it, of course."
"i.. i like it.. but i don't need anything.. i promise" luka took breaks between words, he didn't want to upset the elder.
"tough. i'm getting it." harry states, smiling at the hoodie and checking its size.
"oh"
"oversized or fitted?" harry asks the smaller, ruffling his hair as luka's blush makes harry giggle like a schoolgirl.
"uh- oversized?" he asks, he didn't know what the right choice was.
"perfect." harry puts the hoodie carefully in the basket that the boy hadn't noticed until now. it had a few things in it but they were covered before he had the chance to look.
they walk around the shop, and harry holds up so many items towards him and puts them in the basket without asking if he likes them, but he did. he liked them all.
harry seemed to like dressing luka in pastels, kinda girly but luka loved girly.
"now for pants! ill need you to try these on for me love." harry holds up multiple pairs of pants for louis to grab. they were heavy, and he was weak.
"can i hold two.. you hold two..?" luka gets the courage to ask, the pants hurting his upper arms. harry blushes and nods fast, grabbing two pairs and pointing towards the changing rooms.
looking down at what harry picked, he smiled. there was a white pair of cargo pants, pants he'd always wanted to try out. they were currently popular and he'd always envied the girls who wore them.
the second pair in his arms were also cargo pants, but checkered pink and white. they were awesome.
"you have a good sense of style." he giggles at the elder. harry gushed at the giggle, ruffling luka's. hair and muttering a thank you, blush on his cheeks.
the boys enter the first changing room they see, a big room with enough space for both of them. luka sets down the clothes on a bench and harry follows suit.
"kay, what first?" he asks. he wanted harry to 'guide the way', luka hated making his own choices. it was boring.
"these first!" harry passes louis short-overalls that he hadn't seen him pick out. they were black and blue in colour and they were so cute. he gasped at them. they were almost cute enough for lu to fall into littlespace right then and there.
he nods, grabbing them and pulling down his trousers he was currently wearing.
harry shockingly turned away, not expecting the boy to strip in front of the curly haired boy.
"it's okay silly i'm wearing boxers!" luka laughs and harry's blush is still flooding his cheeks as he looks back.
he couldn't help but think of luka the wrong way, and he hated that. he was a small, gentle soul and harry was the opposite, but harry still wanted him, despite having met him the day before.
he'd never admit it though.
as luka was changing, harry noticed the combination of scars littering his body. self inflicted.
harry wasn't surprised, no, but to know such a pure boy was doing that made him sad. he had no idea of his past but to end up homeless at such an age, he knew it wasn't good.
"do you like?" lukas almost squeals, his happiness contagious and pulling harry from his thoughts. harry looked at the boy and cooed, he looked adorable.
"you look so cute!" harry smiles and lu's expression changed as a blush fell onto his cheeks. he seemed even more innocent- if humanly possible- and he just nodded his head.
luka was small. and scared. and worried that harry would find out. he let out a frustrated sigh as he attempted to undo the buckles strapping the overalls to his shoulders.
"hey! let me help!" harry sighs, walking to the boy and undoing the buckles with ease. unexpectedly, luka hugs the elder, tight as cries fill the room.
harry gasps, sitting down on the bench behind him he pulled lukas into his lap, letting him cry. he had no clue why he was crying, but he just wanted the boy to feel safe.
"sorry" lukas sobbed as he tries to push himself further into harry's chest. "i'm- overwhelmed" he states through cries. harry nods and plays with his hair, understanding why the boy may be overwhelmed.
deciding against trying anything else on, harry pulls the boy onto his hip and tidies away, strapping his overalls back up and grabbing the pull-along basket, leaving the changing room and walking to the till.
"can- i please pay for these, and the overalls he's wearing?" harry asks.
"is your son okay-?" the lady asks as she packages the clothes into a paper bag, a blush spreading on the man's cheeks.
"he's not my- uh- he's uh-" harry watched the lady blush, embarrassed.
"i'm sorry- he's- very small ha!" she rushes, and he nods, paying for the clothes.
"thank you" he chuckles.
walking away, he whispered to the sniffling boy "well that was awkward!" and he earned a small giggle.
