Harry was already up by the time Louis came out of his room. Harry was wearing one of his new t-shirts and beanies, sitting in the kitchen, flipping pancakes.
The snake hybrid watched Louis out of the corner of his eye, watching as he hesitated to come into the kitchen.
"I don't bite." Harry said quietly, looking up at the man. "Didn't I show you that last night?" Louis blushed darkly.
"I just want some coffee." He muttered, looking down at Harrys tail sprawled out across the floor. "Don't....Move." He awkwardly stepped over Harry to grab a cup, stepping over him again to get to the coffee pot.
"Does this make it easier?" Harry asked and pushed himself up on his tail as high as he could, getting a good four feet of his tail straight up and off the floor. Louis paled a little at how Harry loomed over him.
"Can you just- here. Make coffee." Louis said, pushing the pot over to Harry and walking out of the kitchen. Harry frowned at that and sank back down to his usual height, letting his tail relax behind him. He did as he was told, though and filled the pot with water and coffee grounds. Harry thought back to last night as he poured more pancake batter on the pan. He frowned a bit more, remembering how much convincing Louis had needed. How desperately he seemed to not want to touch Harry or be touched by him. Harry sighed softly, flipping the pancakes and shaking his head.
The only person who ever seemed to want to touch him was his old master. And that was just because he wanted to cut him up like a science experiment and see how he worked. Well, except for Niall.
Harry perked up a bit.
"Isss..." He stopped, clearing his throat. "Is Niall coming today?" He called out to the dining room.
"Uh Niall? No, Liam doesn't work today. I only babysit Niall when Liam is at work." Louis replied.
Harry deflated a little at that, but remained determined. He needed to get Louis to like him, and it was probably going to be easier without Niall here anyway.
"Breakfasssst is done." Harry called, making two plates and slithering over to the table. He set the plates down, making a couple trips to get forks, butter, syrup, napkins and Louis' coffee.
"Thanks..." Louis murmured, sipping his coffee and staring at the food hesitantly. "For breakfast."
"You're welcome." Harry was quiet for a while, unsure of what to say. There was a few moments of silence, Louis looking anywhere but at Harry.
"Where uh..." Louis trailed off for a moment. "Where did you learn to cook?"
Harry just shrugged softly. "You pick thingsss up when your fossster families dont cook for you...I watched videossss mostly...a-and most boxes and cansss have inssstructionss to follow." Harry found himself blushing a bit, cutting into his pancakes. "It wassssn't too hard."
"Well, I'm really impressed with how much you've managed to learn on your own." Louis complimented with a small smile, finally glancing at Harry, their eyes meeting before Louis looked back down at his plate. Harry blushed deeper at that, biting his lip for a moment before taking his shot.
"Thank you...Yo-You know, I can do thissss all the time, if I lived here." Harry said quietly, glancing up again at Louis. The man gave him a look he couldn't quite read.
"Was that what last night was about?" Louis rose an eyebrow. Harry felt his face get hot. He didn't respond. He just ate quietly. "You don't have to do that, Harry." Louis said more seriously, leaning forward. "I'm not some kind of monster that demands sex from a hybrid I'm fostering."
"Then why did you get me?" Harry challenged, finally raising his eyes to meet Louis'. Louis looked a little surprised but didn't say anything.
"Obvioussssly you wanted sssomething." Harry continued, feeling emotions rising up in his chest. Soon the words were spewing from his mouth seemingly without his control. " My lassst foster owner wanted a hybrid he could fuck. When he found out itsss more complicated with me, he sssent me right back. The owner before that wanted me sssso he could cut me open like a biology project. Sssso what is it that you wanted when you sssigned up to get a free hybrid to live in your houssse?!" Harry snapped a bit.
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Scales- Larry Stylinson
أدب الهواةLouis decides to open his house up and foster a hybrid. He expects to get a kitten, or maybe a puppy like his best mate Liam got. He is disgusted and surprised when an 8 foot long python hybrid arrives at his door. Basically Harry is a snake hybrid...