Men are shit

One step closer

Harry
Monday is over and unfortunately I'm no longer in Louisland, so my question is: Do you have any ideas about what we can do to finally find out who Oliver is fucking? I have a feeling he's meeting L again tonight. He lied to me about an important dinner with all the bosses from the English companies. I don't believe a word he says anymore. Or do you know if that's true? I also have my appointment today to get tested and to be honest it makes me nervous. What if I have something?

Louis
Woah... that was half a novel 😳

Louis
I don't know about a meal but let me quickly check the calendar.

Louis
No, no dinner was entered. How about we shadow him again? Should I accompany you to your appointment?

Harry
My appointment is during your working hours 😢 but I'll pick you up in my car after work. I'll park a little bit away and send you the location.

Harry
If you have any time or desire at all?

Louis
Of course I want to! I'm Sherlock after all!

With this new, exciting plan in sight, work becomes easier for him. Until then, the hours were sheer torture, his boss constantly criticising his work, which made Louis insecure and he had everything double-checked, sending his brain into overdrive. Louis simply can't do things right with his boss anymore and he really wants nothing more than to finally catch him in the act so that he finally stops acting so arrogant towards Louis. Just because he is friends with his husband, who is wonderful, and he doesn't deserve him one bit.

Louis notices how he is reaching his boiling point again and would like to throw his paper puncher across the room at his boss' head.

⚔︎♡⚔︎

Louis left the office a little earlier than his boss with the excuse of having a doctor's appointment and is rushing to the location Harry sent him.

Louis is delighted with what they have planned and doesn't know how he will fill his afternoons and evenings once their case is solved. He will probably still claim Harry as his own. There are still enough Baywatch episodes to watch and Louis has decided not to watch a single one without Harry. Yes, he knows he's a bit possessive about his new friend, but he can't help it when they get along so well and every minute with Harry is just great.

And so, with a big grin, he swings himself into the passenger seat of Harry's car and even goes so far as to lean over and awkwardly pull him into his arms as a greeting.

"Hi Watson," he smiles as he pulls away from Harry, but not before ruffling his curls so that Harry groans.

"Hi Sherlock. Why are you so stormy today?" Harry grins and quickly fixes his hair again in the rearview mirror. Although Louis actually found it cute when it was so messy... nevermind.

"Just happy to see you. You're like my fluffy socks after a hard day at work, only in human form," Louis explains.

Harry looks at him with wide eyes and turns his upper body more towards Louis. "That...that was the best compliment I've ever received."

"Oh my god really? That's almost a bit pathetic on Oliver's side and all the others. Didn't anyone say how great your curls are or your eyes? Or your dimples? I could continue the list."

"Of course... oh that sounded conceited. But no, no one has paid me such a compliment. That was... God that was so you ... and I know how much you love your fluffy socks."

They both blush at the same time just as they both quickly sit up straight in their seats and each stares out the window.

What was that? Was that flirting? How could this happen? Harry is married and they are friends right?