Subtletys

Bonus Chapter 2: Before Us, There Was You And I

The last bonus chapter is here! Happy Late Halloween I suppose?

There are two parts, the first is told from H POV of how they met and second is from Lou POV when Protective Lou follows his omega to book club!

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A YEAR BEFORE MAIN STORY (OCTOBER)

Harry never liked house parties.

Not because they weren't fun, but the fact that there was a certain level of pressure when it came to drinking, he had to force himself to drink more than he wanted to on some occasions. He liked cocktails, don't get him wrong, but when everyone around him were downing beers or giggling into cups, he felt guilty for not joining in even though he was already tipsy.

So, he wasn't exactly surprised to find himself in the same situation again. Sat in the bathtub of someone's house with his knees pressed up to his chest while loud Avicii music pulsed through the walls so that he could avoid the drunken crowd.

He sighed, looking around for something to distract himself. He had been dragged here by Sarah since she had gotten wind that her crush, Mitch, an alpha bartender, was attending the party.

He spotted someone's half-finished knitting on the sink counter. Knitting to while away the time on the toilet had never occurred to Harry and he made a mental note so that he could do it at his own home. Reaching for it, he discovered the stitches were wrong and zig zagged into a mess of yarn.

He settled back down into the tub, tucking the ball of yarn into his lap and started to undo the mistakes. He reasoned that the owner would thank him for helping.

What was it again? Do one kind deed every day? Anyways, knitting beats staring at the wall and counting sheep, he shrugged to himself.

Soon, he got lost in knitting. The shape looked like a beanie so Harry went along with it, weaving the yarn in and out to form an oval shape as he hummed away.

He was so focused on his task that he didn't hear the muffled scuffling happening outside of the bathroom door. The music covered the protesting shouts and only spurred on the omega's humming.

Bang!

The bathroom door flew open, hitting against the wall so hard that it bounced off of it, making the whole bathroom shake with the impact. Harry had no time to react when someone barreled right in. He could only curl in on himself, fingers flying to the shower curtains in time to shield half of the bathtub from view.

"I swear on Christ themselves that I'm fucking gonna kill you, Blackwell!"

Harry peeked out from behind his shadowed shelter. He could see someone donned in a sports jersey shoving his head, topped with whip cream, under the running faucet.

"Oops, Cap! Sorry to ruin your hair!" Someone called from the doorway, not sounding the least sorry.

"Just you fucking wait." The guy at the sink grumbled, scrubbing at the offensive cream and groaning when soapy water got onto his shirt.

Harry just had time to duck back behind the curtain when the guy raised his head to peer into the mirror.

"Fucking pricks..." The guy continued to swear, picking at some glitter stuck onto his wet strands. Harry could feel his bum going numb in his unmoving position and as he shifted his weight forward to ease the ache from his arse, he felt himself slipping against the tub floor.

He cried out in distraught when he slipped down, legs flailing up and hitting the sides of the tub. His crash made such a ruckus that the guy at the sink screamed, whipping around from the sink.