True Colours

Happy

E P I L O G U E
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You with the sad eyes, don't be discouraged
Though I realize it's hard to take courage
In a world full of people, you can lose sight of it
And the darkness inside you makes you feel so small

And I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors, that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors, true colors
Are beautiful, oh, like a rainbow

(True Colors - Phil Collins)
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Louis' POV

It's the last day of their vacation together and they've been enjoying it to the fullest since the early hours of the morning.

Three years later, both are happier than ever. Louis lovingly lets his gaze slide over Harry, who is walking with his feet in the water in the late afternoon sun of Malta. Harry is completely at home with himself, proud of his sexuality and wearing it with pride - pun intended.

But he's wearing something else and has been wearing it for three whole days, no matter how many times Louis points out that there really is a wash overdue. A pink crop shirt with the print 'ENGAYGED' has practically become Harry's second skin since Louis proposed.

Harry also wears a pink bikini slip without shame, but not just any, but a thong, and Louis' mouth waters every time he looks at his tanned bottom - in conclusion, all the time.

In addition, it is a mixture of jealousy, possessiveness and the feeling that this man belongs entirely to him, because all too often other men look at his fiancé, which more than often causes him an unpleasant situation in his tight swimming trunks. He just gets too aroused that nobody can have Harry but him. Although Harry doesn't care about the looks, he wears his status on his shirt and gives Louis free rein when it comes to covering his skin with hickeys to mark what is his.

In general, the vacation consisted of mainly one thing: sex. Almost it feels like a honeymoon but it's exactly what they both needed. Louis completed his studies with top grades and Harry has expanded his yoga studio to include many more different courses. Each of them put so much passion into their careers but never lost sight of each other. Every evening they happily fall into bed together and wake up the same way.

So it was natural that Louis wanted to seal their love and put a ring on Harry's finger during a romantic dinner for two on the beach in the moonlight. Including the shirt he gave him afterwards.

Louis would count this moment as one of his two favourites in his life, along with the first ‚I love you‘.

“Hey babe!” Louis calls from his bath towel and waves Harry over.

It's a bit like something out of a movie as Harry's long mane blows in the wind and he smiles his prettiest smile, dimples dug deep into his cheeks, his tanned skin shimmering in the sun from sunscreen and the azure water in the background. All that's missing is the background film music as he starts running towards him, the water spraying up to his legs, and then he drops to his knees on the towel between his legs, his cheeks reddened by the sun.

"Hey fiancé," Harry grins.

Louis grabs both of Harry's bare ass cheeks and pulls him with him back onto the towel. Harry's head casts a shadow over his face, his long hair a perfect curtain for the tender kiss they then exchange.

Finally, Harry rolls onto the towel next to him and looks at Louis with his head turned to the side and his eyes narrowed, squinting at the sun.

"I miss doing yoga," he sighs, playing with Louis' hair on his stomach with his hand, making him giggle softly because it tickles.