Louis no longer wants to live and his plan to leave the world behind was almost a success. Almost. That is, until Harry, a vampire, saves Louis' life and grants him immortality with his bite.
However, Louis is far from grateful when he wakes up to h...
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"Oh you're in so much trouble, bellezza," Harry growls.
And yet he can't help but feel that every cell in his body immediately screams to take care of his offspring, his Louis. Of this man who wanted to end his life a second time without even accepting this new chance Harry gave him.
Desperately, his gaze slides over the half-open eyes that contain pain and anger and then over the skin of Louis‘ beautiful face. Burned in many places, open raw wounds and the first blisters forming, as well as on the rest of his body that was directly exposed to the sun.
Harry knows that as a vampire he will heal quickly now under the cover of the dark and yet he can't bear it, he just has to help this man no matter how much he drives him crazy.
“Liam!” Harry calls without looking away from Louis, who grimaces and closes his eyes.
He gently runs his hand through Louis‘ soft brown hair when he feels the presence of the vampire he has just summoned next to him.
“Shit, did he step into the sunlight without his pearl necklace?” Liam whispers in shock and kneels down next to Louis, who has suspiciously opened his eyes again.
When Liam reaches out to him, Harry can't help but growl. It's important to protect his bellezza and he's almost surprised by himself and this extreme reaction.
Startled and looking at Harry in surprise, Liam quickly removes his hand and mumbles a quiet apology.
“Call the witcher Harris Reed to me. Make sure he comes today,” Harry demands.
Liam nods and, under his watching gaze, Harry carefully lifts Louis into his arms. Just like the night he bit him and took his lifeless body with him in the moonlight. As he wove their fates together.
Only two seconds later he is with him on his upper floor and he has a Déjà-vu again as he gently lays Louis on his bed.
Unfortunately, this time Louis is awake and it has little of the magical atmosphere of the first night.
"I hate you," Louis croaks without Harry elaborating or even batting an eyelid. As if he didn't already know that.
Harry sits quietly on the other side of the bed, puts the pearl necklace around Louis' neck again with gentle fingers and apparently causes Louis physical pain with his touches, even though he is so gentle.
Green and blue shimmer around burnt skin and Harry has to swallow to keep from crying. Out of frustration with this man who already had his heart in his hands the first time he saw him. Or out of pity, because it's hard to see him so hurt.
When Harry leans over him to try to remedy the situation, Louis' eyes widen and his tongue slowly runs over his lips.
“Do you want to fuck me?” Louis whispers and Harry closes his eyes for a moment at the absurdity of the question.
