inferno // l.s.

seventy eight

louis has tasted so many wines and cheeses. and chocolates. he was so excited about the chocolates.

they went on a food tour, visited the champagne region, and little odds and ends that seemed quite alright but harry admitted he was just looking online for different things to do in paris so that they weren't bored. even if france was proposed by the older one, he was still trying to make sure they had a good time.

they also visited a few museums. that was louis' idea. the museums were lovely. harry was very interested in almost everything they looked at, too interested to pay attention to louis taking pictures of him. he's been taking pictures everywhere they went. not only that, but gemma had given him pictures to take home. some were for harry's present, the rest were for just straight blackmail.

she's definitely a big sister. she has all the revenge photos in the world. his favorite was harry dressed in a hula skirt and a coconut bra at a halloween party. he was maybe sixteen with chubby cheeks and tiny baby curls. it was the cutest, sickest payback ever.

on the second night, they went bike riding past iconic attractions and went on a river cruise. the eiffel tower is gorgeous at night. louis wished he got a picture but they would have lost their group if he stopped to take one. maybe they can go back. he wants to ask, but he knows harry has other things planned and doesn't want to intrude on said plans.

louis tugged the sleeves of his sweater over his hands and asked quietly, "do i look okay?"

"you look so cute," harry gushed. the smaller man was wearing a baby pink sweater, black jeans, and black converses. "i just wanna eat you up."

grinning, louis leaned into harry's touch when he brushed his hand through his hair.

harry rested his palm on the side of his face and kissed his forehead before saying, "the pink makes your eyes stand out. i think i have a condom that shade in the box that liam gifted us."

"i still can't believe he did that."

"they're flavored and colorful. i wish we had gotten some glow in the dark ones."

"no you don't."

"i do."

"you don't."

"why not?"

"because i wouldn't have sex with you if we had them. pitch black, backshots, i look down and there's a neon green lightsaber between my legs? total mood killer."

"i feel like you have something against glow in the dark condoms that do not involve lightsabers. why is my dick a lightsaber, anyways?"

"i dunno. but no glowing condoms."

"fine." harry pouted. he grinned when louis kissed it right off of him. "are you ready?"

"i am."

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"where are we going?"

"you ask a lot of questions, you know."

"yeah. i have anxiety and need to know everything about everything. where are we going?"

"to the park, bunny," harry chuckled.

"oh." louis looked down at his shoes as they walked down the sidewalk. "sorry."

"don't apologize. i was just picking." harry weaved his arm through the tangled mess louis had his own arms in and grabbed his left hand. "but we have to stop at the market first."

louis was quiet for the rest of the walk, observing the people and admiring the scenery. it's gorgeous here all times of the year, but fall had to be the best time. with the leaves changing color and perfectly temped air, he'd take this over always hot and sunny california where they never got rain or snow. he loved cali, he did, but sometimes he needs to be cool.