Calm after the Storm

Conversations & Memories

I know you've suffered
But I don't want you to hide
It's cold and loveless
I won't let you be denied
Soothing
I'll make you feel pure
And trust me
You can be sure

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart

(Undisclosed desires - Muse)

[Harry]

Louis was in surprisingly good spirits for the last few days after Jake's phone call. Nothing indicated that Louis had a panic attack or was even about to run away. Instead, he giggled and played with his sisters or chased them around the house while Harry and Jay exchanged questioning looks. Neither of them really believed that Louis would suddenly be fine and that it was just something he was pretending. And Harry worried immensely. Louis shouldn't repress what happened to him, he knew it would eventually hit him with full force and Harry was afraid of what it would do to his boyfriend. And then he felt guilty thinking something like that, because maybe Louis really was doing so well here at home and wasn't it him who asked Louis to fight more for what they had? To be happy.

And even now, back home in London, Louis really hasn't lost his grin on his face. While Harry is making a few urgent phone calls in the kitchen, he keeps seeing Louis singing to himself cleaning the apartment. Harry can barely focus on the conversations, despite how important they are just days before the start of his show. Because he was in Doncaster with Louis, he now has to fulfill all appointments over the next few days. Despite everything, he wants to make sure that he can always take Louis to his work and pick him up again from there. While discussing this with his team, Louis starts dusting and when he passes him briefly in the kitchen, he grabs his wrist and holds Louis tight. He takes a short breath and then looks down.

Harry is immediately sorry and he gently pulls Louis against him instead. Louis relaxes and grabs around Harry's waist, standing so close to him. While Harry quickly wraps up this call, he strokes Louis' head, literally melting because it feels so damn good the way his smaller form feels against him. When he has hung up, he carelessly puts the phone on the kitchen counter behind him and doesn't lose a second to kiss Louis.

"Mmm, I could do this all day," Harry sighs into the kiss.

Louis chuckles softly and catches his eye. "Me too. But I want to do some more cleaning."

"I can help you if you wait a moment. Since when are you so into chores anyway?" Harry grins.

"I think it's the least and, uh, I'm used to it," Louis shrugs. He's already pushing himself out of his embrace, obviously wanting to continue, but Harry pulls him against him again.

"Nothing there, my little housewife. You relax now and enjoy the day before you have to go back to work tomorrow. How about a warm shower while I make the last call and then we cuddle?" Harry asks quietly with a wink. Louis' hands are stroking Harry's chest, playing with his nipples, which stand up right under his tight shirt and from sexual frustration. Just a little physical contact with Louis these days is enough to remind him how long it's been since he's been sexually active and how much he craves it, even though he knows Louis isn't ready. Harry still knows that.

Louis smirks. "Come and find me in the bedroom afterwards, doll."

Then he gets a quick kiss and Louis is already on his way to the bathroom. Harry can't help but stare at the swinging hips and has to shake himself out of his aroused state to put that last bit of concentration into his work.