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The few hours after the tattoo appointment had been weird. Louis' tattoos had hurt and it was a weird feeling on his skin. After being done, Taylor and him had decided to have dinner together.

Whatever, he still was very happy with his decision and currently walked out of his last meeting for today; it was late evening by now. Louis' hand drove over the foil he had put over the tattoo on his wrist earlier, after he had applied tattoo lotion on it.

Given to the fact that he was already in the corridor he could walk around freely, he looked into the opened doors and see-through walls, when he passed them. His thoughts drove off to the medications they by now produced easily; it had been the first meeting Harry had been in, had been his first mission, after he had persuaded Louis to not blow up the buildings.

Thinking of the past, the leader breathed out deeply. But then, he saw a man he hadn't seen for a very long time. Surprised, he walked slower, before he stopped in front of the hallway he would enter if he went to the right.

"Gale?", he mumbled in confusion to himself, saw the man stand there with some other people. Since when was this guy in the MOTH? Shaking his head, Louis walked on.

He couldn't wonder for long, because he again looked into the see-through walls, entering the next hallway. And there, it hit him. His knee-high boots stopped immediately, body going still, when his eyes looked into the laboratory he had wanted to walk past.

He would have known he was here, if he had located him. But Louis had tried to stop that, give his boyfriend peace in every form; even behind his back.

Therefore, he stopped startled, just like his breath did for a moment, when his eyes saw Harry again after three days.

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The first thing Louis noticed about his boyfriend was how tall he looked. And strange. After having looked at Harry a few seconds longer, he noticed that the strange feeling was because of the fact he seemed to have cut his hair. It was shorter and less curly now.

Harry was holding a tablet he was looking down to, hadn't noticed Louis yet. The smaller still had the chance to walk on. But his body wasn't able to. His eyes then noticed there wasn't a necklace around Harry's neck, no cross laying on his chest.

That was the moment Harry looked up. Astonished, he blinked and felt his body going still as well. His hands almost dropped the tablet Troye was also looking down to.

"Oh, good evening, L'eau Courante", that man noticed Louis as well now, was the only person being able to speak within the three. The mafia leader blinked at the voice, just now realized it was Troye, who was standing there with his boyfriend, had talked about whatever was on the display of the tablet previously.

The voice also woke Harry, who couldn't take his eyes off his boyfriend.

With the first glance, he had noticed his blue eyes that seemed to look right into his soul and immediately saw what he had done over the last days. They weren't shining like normally. Harry had noticed his inviting looking lips, which looked far away from a smile. He had noticed his body language; exhausted and still not fully recovered from the injury. He had noticed the pretty dress that matched perfectly with the knee-high boots.

Harry had noticed the foil around Louis' wrist.

He wasn't able to say anything at all as he noticed what it did to him to lay his eyes on that man again. Something inside of him seemed to click and change the way he saw the world; and what he had thought was the right thing to do over the last few days.

"Good evening"

His high voice wasn't as soft as in the past. But Louis had been the first to be able to say something. It had been after he had noticed there was no ring on his boyfriend's hands, that showed some bruises from the gym. There was not one bit of nail polish as well. It confused Louis, made him feel insecure and distanced from this cold Harry, whose body language was tense. It made him want to hide his wrist wrapped in foil Harry for sure hadn't noticed.