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It had taken Louis a long time to be completely comfortable with himself. There had been many steps; of course it had helped to finally dress the way he wanted, to become a leader and grow in this position, to get rid of enemies, to be in a relationship before getting rid of it as he noticed it was a toxic one, to get over losses, to understand how to deal with himself, to finally give in to his feelings and become a couple with Harry... there was a lot.

What Louis also had needed to learn was to give a fuck about what other people said or thought about him. This wasn't easy, but there were helpful tricks for that. One trick was that you didn't focus too much on how they looked at you. Often, Louis had a tunnel vision, ignored so many people around him, because they weren't even side characters but unnecessary for his life. Therefore, they didn't need room in his head, life, confidence.

There weren't only negative looks and yes, sometimes and with some people, Louis couldn't deny the positive looks were boosting his confidence. Sometimes he allowed those looks to influence him and give him a satisfying feeling. The decision what look was negative and positive was different for every individual.

Louis often ignored hungry stares that disgusted him, made fun of them in his pretty head, because some men were so dumb and easy.

Other times he used it for his own benefit, because why not? It wasn't his fault if he was looking this good and people forgot how to think.

So yes, Louis had learned to have fun with men drooling over him abundantly. It only was fun if he was doing it for himself, though.

That definitely wasn't the case tonight, when he wasn't allowed to leave or be sassy. Tonight, he didn't just have to ignore the stares, touches and words being said, but had to do even more: He had to smile, be polite, interested and giggly, while he felt like hiding and staying away from men for a while.

There was one man he didn't feel like staying away from and that was his boyfriend he loved and always wanted to protect. He had wanted to protect him when he had called this man his brother, but right now, when he was sitting with Isaac and laughed about something he had just said, he noticed how his whole body wanted Harry to protect the elder, because Louis wasn't allowed to do that.

"You definitely deserve some free time, Isaac", he said in the kindest voice he managed, after Isaac had told him for the hundredth time how much effort and time he put in his work. Louis was about to roll his eyes and reply 'Not as much as me; I have to spend time with you and play nice'. Moreover, he knew what Isaac wanted to hear, so he ignored his want to not say exactly that, but yeah... said exactly that. "You're so hardworking"

"Well, it's not easy to take free time when you're being the most important one", Isaac sighed, kept leaned back in his big seat. Louis, who was still sitting upright and turned towards him, hands cupping the glass of his cocktail as if it could take him away from here, smiled without teeth. His sassy temper was being tested a lot today.

He had never understood where some men took their confidence, when they were being a disgusting ass and focused on their self-love by spreading their legs as if their dick was three meters long. This guy was a stubborn boy, who hid behind the money he owned and the influence he had, but he probably hated himself more than Louis disliked him. Just because he found Louis attractive was he able to ignore the fact Louis was more man than Isaac, while he wore a dress and was smaller.

They were all the same.

Louis remembered the last time he had been in this club, got lost in those thoughts as he looked into the liquid in his glass. It had been before he had met Harry in the meeting in the QUAL. He had killed Gabriel, had hated every man on earth and had called them all the same, before the journey with Harry had started, in which Louis' stubborn head had always screamed at him that Harry was a man and just like the others. His head had wanted to convince Louis Harry would use and betray him and any nice act was only a way to pull Louis closer and make the small man obsessed and dependent.