Disability one shots, leaving taboos behind and giving awareness about day to day struggles.
Please note that whaterer is described here does not intend to represent every person with a disability. It just aplies to a particular person in a certain...
"So what do you feel up to, now? Maybe some bowling?" Louis asked, pulling out of the parking spot.
"N-no" Harry disagreed with a groan, his cramped right hand reaching to touch his thighs with a scrunched nose.
"Are your muscles feeling stiff?" Louis asked to clarify, looking back to the road.
"Mhm" Harry sighed
"Okay. Maybe we could swimming then? It's really hot and I'm sure our things are back there" Louis sugested, nodding with a smile when Harry blinked in aprooval.
"Oh. What a fucking surprise!" Louis complained, making Harry look up and groan too as he realised someone, withoout a blue pass, had blocked the reduced mobility parking spot, leaving it too narrow for his ramp to slide out at the side.
"Okay then. They blocked our spot so it really gives us no choice but to block theirs so you can get out, Harry. I'm so so genuinely sorry" Louis sighed, smirking as he parked.
Harry shook his head in amusement and pushed the button to slide the ramp down while he waited for Louis to unbuckle his chair.
"Nice view" Harry's tablet spoke while he hummed once they were in the changing room and Louis turned away to quickly change into his trunks.
"Oi! You didn't need to turn my way you pervert! It's your turn now anyway" Louis laughed in fake anger.
Harry rolled his eyes as Louis unbuckled his pelvis belt and pulled his upper boddy closer to him to take the t-shirt off. Louis removed the footrest and pulled Harry's hips closer to the edge so that his feet touched the floor while blocking his knees to make taking his shorts off easier.
"I really don't understand why they don't have a changing stretcher for adults if they want to sell themselves as an 'accesible' swimming pool" Louis complained, wrapping a towel around Harry's waist while keeping him from falling to the side.
He then searched Harry's green eyes and waited for him to blink in aprooval before slipping his briefs down his pale knobby legs and pushing him back in a sitting position, the towel still covering him, and slipping his trunks halfway up Harry's legs.
" 'ee" Harry spoke, touching his crotch.
Louis searched Harry's backpack for his urine bottle and handed it to him with some balled toilet paper. Harry made his way to the accesible bathroom stall and struggled a bit putting the botle in place to do his business, cleaning himself, and using the handle to empty it in the toilet.
" 'ou!" Harry called out once he was covered with the towel again, signaling for Louis to enter. He quickly did, rinsing the bottle and gently cleaning Harry's hands with a wet paper towel before flushing the toilet, cleaning his own hands and pulling Harry's trunks up.
Once outside, Louis slipped Harry's shower harness down his back and lifted his thighs to put the leg straps in place for it to attach to the transfer crane.
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Louis sighed once all he had left to do was push the buton to lift Harry from his chair and lower him in the water.
"Are you good your highness?" He teased afrer freeing Harry from the harness and slipping a float down his arms, keeping a hand on it to steady him.
"Mhm. 'anks" Harry thanked, his stiff muscles relaxing in the watter.
"You know you don't have to thank me for this" Louis shook his head and swam away, pulling the float and Harry with him.
Harry wiggled his legs and arms as well as he could enjoying the freedom of movement that the water gave him. After a while, Louis helped him near the edge of the pool where he could sit and support himself holding on to a handle.
"Are you good here, Haz? Can I leave you for a minute to swim a couple lengths?" Louis asked.
"G-go" Harry smiled and nodded, feeling confident that he could stay there without help.
Louis swam away and return soon enough, diving underwater as he approached an unsuspecting Harry.
Harry jumped and squeaked in a fright when Louis appeared on his face, the sudden movement making him let go of the handle and slip so that his head went underwater.
"Shit. Sorry! You okay?" Louis asked concerned after helping him out.
Harry coughed a few times before smirking and lunging for Louis, jerkily moving his uncoordinated arms to push him down. He clinged to his neck for stability once he resurfaced, realising he had unconsciously scratched him.
"It's fine, you didn't hurt me" Louis smiled realising Harry felt sorry and reached out to push Harry's curls behind his ear. "C'mon, let's relax for a bit before we get out. I'll hold you up"
Harry slowly calmed down and let his body relax as Louis lifted his legs up and held him in a floating position. They stayed like this for a few minutes, Louis eventually letting go of his lower back and holding only his head, moving him over the surface in wave motions.
"You look tired. Should we go?" Louis asked softly, helping a sleepy Harry regain an upright position.
The curly haired boy nodded and Louis reached out for the arness to pull him out of the water. He carefully positioned it before pushing the button to get him on a shower chair that was waiting there for them and lead him and his motorized wheelchair back to the changing room.
After helping him shower, they repeated the process they had done earlier, Harry taking a couple slow stepswith Louis help to get back on his towel covered chair.
Once they reached the van, a messy haired Louis let out a loud bark, covering his mouth with a hand and pointing for Harry to see to a disturbed man pacing around the badly parked car. "You think he'll learn how to park" He asked Harry.
Harry rolled his eyes playfully and ignored him, going to the side of their van, waiting for Louis to open it and lower the ramp.
"Hey, you! You blocked me in, man! Now I'm late!" The man shouted in frustration, his hands up on the air.
"Oops! Sorry, mate. We couldn't get the ramp down otherwise" Louis shrugged pointing to Harry, now going up the ramp, and got up on his seat, slamming the door for dramatic effect.
Harry smiled thankfully at Louis, who leaned over the console to put his tablet on the holder and turn it on, stopping to plant a kid on Harry's cheek and patting his tight before driving off.
