cocktails | larry ✔️

seven

harry exactly knows what these strains are.

he knows what louis did.

the reason why he asked louis about it, was to check if it was like he thought.

and of course harry was right.

louis had masturbated and some of his sperm got on the sheet.

harry knows, it's kind of an ass move to do. especially when it happened to him when he was in louis's age, too.

maybe harry just wanted to see that blush on his face again. maybe harry just enjoyed torturing louis.

he likes him, yes. louis is a nice guy.

but louis makes harry want to lose his control.

no one can know harry is into guys.

but he could tell louis, when the younger one has proved that harry can trust him.

harry would love to tell louis. to see his face.

he is not going to define louis's sexuality by looks. because he knows that that's just mean.

"you don't look gay, harry." his manager has told him once.

it's because the gay is not something that is outside.

it's not about looks.

it's just that harry can't imagine louis with a girl. he is such a precious little bean and he is so delicate and small. louis doesn't seem like someone who dates girls.

and then there are the clear signs of attraction louis has shown in harry's and liam's presence.

it's the elephant in the room, really.

louis likes guys.

and harry loves that louis likes guys.

he knows he shouldn't be aroused because of that. louis might be an adult but harry is his supporter, his caretaker. not his dom, boyfriend our fuck.

he won't be. ever.

this relationship between the two has to stay platonic. louis lives with him and louis is here to pump harry's career. not his cock.

sadly.

but harry is aroused in the moment and harry sits on his bed, hand in his trousers, pumping said cock. without louis's help but with louis's image before his eyes.

they have to stay platonic but no one ever talked about wanking.

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"tomorrow liam will come to teach you." harry mumbles and stuffs his mouth again.

louis nods and swallows. "okay."

"do you think it will work out between you two? he told me you were really shy."

"i am shy, yeah... i'll manage."

"do you like him?"

"yes! he is really nice and he is... nice."

harry chuckles. "i saw your blush, louis. liam is an attractive man. it's alright."

louis wiggles around in his seat again. he nods.

harry knows.

shit.

harry knows.

"don't be so quiet. you can talk to me about stuff like this."

"stuff like this?" louis looks up again at harry.

"yeah, about boys you like or something. i know what it's like to live in a world where everybody thinks every boy likes girls." he smiles kindly.

louis's eyes light up. "do you like boys? i mean... men?"

harry laughs. "yes, i do. but this has to be a secret, okay? my manager doesn't want that to become known."

"oh." louis nods. "sure."

the silence stays for a long time in the kitchen. the only thing heard is their forks stabbing into the vegetables, meat and potatoes.

harry drinks his red wine quietly and louis watches.

there is a question in the room and harry knows it's there.

he knows there is something louis wants to ask.

and louis knows there is something harry doesn't dare to ask.

louis finishes his dish and drinks a bit of his lemonade. he had ask harry if he could buy a bit of it for him because louis didn't drink it for a few years now.

well, harry had bought not a bit but alot of bottles for louis...

"do you have a boyfriend?" louis just wants to know and the childish curiosity got the best of him.

some people love his openness, some find it annoying.

but really, louis just is this way and louis is innocent and can't understand why it should be wrong to ask questions you want to know the aswer from.

harry shakes his head. "no, i don't have time to date, sadly."

louis nods. "oh, that's not nice."

"not nice?" harry asks carefully.

"yes. like it isn't nice of your job or manager or whoever... every person should have the right to date."

harry really wants to take louis on his lap now, cuddle him and listen to his innocent ways. to his opinion on things.

but he controls himself not to.

"i have a question as well." harry coughs.

louis perks up again, smiling. "yes?"

"where... i mean when... uhm... you were so young when... this all happened to you... and now... i mean when did you know... how can someone..." harry stops. "forget it, i'm rambling."

louis frowns cutely. "no, i know what you want to ask."

"you do?" harry chuckles.

"you want to ask when exactly i knew that i was g-gay."

harry notices the stutter. he notices it so quickly, he nearly winces. then he nods.

"i was eight."

harry laughs. "can you even know what you like at that age?"

"yes, of course!" louis seems a bit offended. "i had a crush on a boy in my class and i got him flowers and he threw them away." louis giggles a bit. "after that it never changed. i never liked girls."

harry smiles. "that's quite a story. i knew at the age of eighteen."

"that's late." louis said and regretted it. "i'm sorry. i didn't mean to speak that loudly... and i didn't mean it like that."

harry surely doesn't imagine louis getting spanked for this comment.

he surely does not.

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another one!!

these little emojis (> ^-^<) are supposed to be little cats with faces btw... yeah... :D

what do you think about louis's and harry's charater?