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noun
the place in which one's domestic affections are centered.
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The future of L'eau Courante was predefined by FEWA / DEATH. Be heartless, cruel, inhuman. A cold, always working machine.
"You owe us everything. So don't make us eve...
Thank you for everything you did this year and we'll see each other again next year :)
Hope you're getting your ass eaten a lot today <3
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After this day Louis had decided to give his feet some rest. His shoes weren't making the usual sound on the floor, because they had no heel; it were regular boots that went under his knees and were made of leather and nylon.
They looked cute to his rather comfortable outfit, though. His eyes fell to his skirt that swung with every step. It was a short plaid skirt in white, orange and dark blue color. The big sweater he wore was falling slightly over it, the blue color matched the ones on the skirt.
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"It's quite windy this evening", Liam said, when he pushed the button in the elevator they had entered now. "Nothing bad, though"
"Alright", the leader answered. Since his brain suddenly brought up a question, he was quiet for a moment, so the only sound was the noises of the elevator.
"Are you getting along well with Niall?", he decided to ask, turned his head back to see over his shoulder, where his security looked quite surprised.
"I only have to get along with him work-wise", he answered, kept professional as always and kept looking at the doors of the elevator.
"Still; you have to spend a lot of time with him. Just alone the flight, because he's co-pilot... and literally every time Harry and I are together and you both are waiting outside"
"Yes, I think. He's a nice person I'm comfortable with. Nevertheless, our job is to stay focused on your safety"
Louis hummed, turned back forwards, when the doors opened. He walked out, heard how his security followed him. Quietly, they walked through the garage, out to the platform the jet was already standing. It was already dark outside, but the lights around them were bright.
At first Louis hadn't even noticed it was raining, because Liam had already opened an umbrella to hold it above his head, before one raindrop even had the chance to come near the mafia leader. Because of the wind, Louis' hands pushed his skirt down and they walked with quick steps towards the jet.
There were other securities standing outside, who gave Liam a nod and when Louis was in the jet, the securities began to prepare everything to close the heavy door.
"Uah", Louis said, was happy to be inside, where it was warm and dry.
"Hey!"
With a smile, Louis lifted his gaze from his skirt to his boyfriend, who held two cups in his hands.
"I prepared tea"
"That's so cute, thanks", Louis answered, gladly took one of the cups that was warmed from the hot tea. As a greeting, Harry leaned down to peck Louis' lips. Although the smaller didn't wear heels, he knew that his boyfriend would lean down and only lifted his head happily, while the cup warmed his hands and the kiss of Harry warmed his heart.
