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Harry is ten and Louis is eleven.

Their mothers finally allowed the two of the boys kissing.

But they can't kiss in public.

"Why?" Harry asks.

"Because" Anne says, "You're the sun, baby, and so is Lou" She sighs. "People aren't likely to accept two suns together. They are prefer to know the sun is with the moon."

"..."

"..."

"But mom"

"Yeah, Haz"

"I like sun more than I like moon."

"This isn't wrong, baby" Anne kisses Harry's forehead and hugs him. "This isn't wrong at all."

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