Butterflies (l.s)

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Hazzaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Yes baby?

Your voice is pretty 💕

Aww thank you sunshine

Can I hear your voice??

You want me to send another song, little one? I'll take requests xx

Nooooooo😭
OMGGG why are you not getting itttttttt 😤
I wanna call u bcos ur voice is pretty Hazza ur such a bad guesser 😂

Oh? Yeah I suppose I am a bit shit at guessing :)

Big me is rubbing off on you, you just swore~

I did not and he is not~

Liar liar

Pants on fire yeah yeah ur right but I'm very much enjoying how much he's rubbing off on me :)

Yay🥰
So do you wanna talkkkkkkkkk 🥺🥺🥺
We don't have to talk about anything!
We can talk about you! Or music! Or family stuff! Or silly stories or butterflies or cartoons
Nevermind I'm being silly, I just know it
I don't wanna be weird or make u feel uncomfy :(

If my little one wants to hear my voice then I will make it happen
I'd do anything for you
Besides, I've been wanting to hear yours too, yeah?

Cool okay you do it you do it!!

Louis waited with bated breath, anxiously tapping his fingers against his thigh as he sat cross-legged on the bed. He let out a few excited sounds but utterly panicked when the phone rang. His age regression ended up simmering in this state and he panicked even harder, worried Harry didn't want to talk to this part of him. So he decided he'd pick up, maybe pretend a bit and see what would happen from there.

"Hi, Louis! How are you, today?"

"I... Hi..." His eyes gleamed hearing Harry's voice once again and he honestly had to take a moment to catch his breath because how could one person be so gorgeous, even vocally alone? Louis wanted more, he silently realised, a lump caught in his throat as butterflies fluttered about within his abdomen.

Harry was having the same problem, trying to remember he was the adult here and had to comport himself. Still, Louis voice was so... Unexpected. In a really good way.

"Hazz? Did I- crap I'm out of littlespace and all, I'm so sorry if this isn't what you were expecting I just didn't wanna hang up like my panic was telling me to and leave you hangi-"

"Louis! Lou, come on, it's fine. Honestly it's fine. I just got... Caught unawares, that's all. Umm... Your voice isn't what I was expecting, wow. I mean not that I tried to imagine what it would sound like based on how you look, that would be super weird wouldn't it-"

"I did the same thing," he mumbled softly, trying to quell Harry's similar panicking. Harry let out a sigh of relief and Louis felt his face burn a bit at his confession, same as the man on the other side, letting out a giggle when they stayed in a strangely comfortable silence a while. "We're so weird, aren't we?"

"We definitely are, little one, we definitely are."

"How'd you know it was me!"

"Your voice changed. Got softer. It's cute, nothing to worry about. And your regular voice is just..." Grungy, deep, magnetic, fucking sexy- "it's perfect like you, Lou!"

"This is so unfair, you know me too well! Tell me about you, then!"

"There's really not much to know-"

"I'll be the judge of that!" Louis relaxed as Harry talked about his life, his childhood, his family, his job. He sounded like a pretty happy man. He wished he was, too. Maybe he'd feel more deserving of simply knowing Harry, not to talk of wanting to date him, if he was.

He yawned softly and Harry, not quite aware he was out of littlespace, mumbled, "I really wish I was there right now, little one."

"Mhmm?"

"We really need to have that sleepover of ours. It's important, I think. That way I can take care of you... Cook you meals and such, sing you to sleep, play with your hair..."

"I'd love to play with your hair... And I haven't had a cooked meal since my mum died. I've missed those so much... Nothing really tastes the same now, honestly."

"Oh, Louis-"

"I didn't mean to say that. I was just wrapped under your stupid spell and I didn't know what I was fucking doing, that's all-"

"That's alright, boo bear."

"...boo bear?"

"Yeah. Cos you're my boo and a total teddy bear. Do you like it? New nickname alert," Harry said with a laugh, digging into his dinner.

"I don't like it."

"Oh? Alright then, I won't call you that again-"

"Good night, Harold."

"But Louis, I don't- it's just a name, hold on, don't get upset-"

"No, it's not! It's not just a name and I've been letting this happen for too damn long, can't believe I've been this stupid so just... Don't talk to me, alright?! God how could I have been so dumb, how could I have-"

"Lou? Louis, baby, talk to me. Please. I can hear you crying, just tell me what I did wrong! I'm sorry about the nickname but you can't just push me away over this! I deserve an explanation at least!"

"I can and I will. S-stay away from me, Harry. Just stay. Away."