Timeless - A Larry Stylinson FanFiction

Chapter 2

“Hey!” a man’s voice that was all too familiar pierced the frigid air, offsetting the steady chill of the atmosphere around him. The feeling of relief flooding over Harry like the warm rain of summer, washing him clean of his worries as he made eye contact with the grizzly soldier saluting him with a smile affirming more than just loyalty. Harry felt a subtle release in his chest, letting out a breath he was unaware he was holding, causing a tiny cloud of steam to escape the chilled confines of his chapped lips. The firm sound of his thick heeled boots colliding with the uneven bricks as he stepped off the train only built the feeling of sheer anticipation, excitement in its purest form coursing through his veins as his cousin picked up his speed and started running toward his family. Harry absent-mindedly ran his thumb over the rusted metal pin residing in the loose fabric of his coat pocket, nearly yanking his feet from the ground to greet Warren. Warren had become much stronger, broader, yet sadder since he was last home. It’d been three years since Harry had seen his cousin, and the impeccably light-hearted gleam that had day after day resided in his bright hazel eyes was merely but a faded memory, replaced by a new sternness that reflected back what he had seen. The gladrags he had packed were bound around him as if they were struggling to contain his newly sculpted muscles, not to mention the shabby look they had taken on.

Before Harry could even approach his cousin, he was nearly knocked off his stilts by an unknown whirlwind sprinting toward him. When his balance caught up with him, he looked up to see Warren holding his wife Thea in his arms, nearly able to feel the electric spark of both relief and passion as the two touched skin-to-skin for the first time in over 1095 days.

Thea was a lively little thing, not nearly one hundred pounds but a bearcat at that, and dark mahogany hair to prove it. She always looked neat and kept, the light blue dress she was wearing adorning her body, one she had borrowed from Harry’s aunt years prior when she accompanied his family to a formal dinner party. Warren always went on about how much he loved it on her. “It brings out her eyes,” he said. And that it did. Thea had eyes of dark brown, so dark her pupils were nearly invisible at most times. But the gentleness that shone through her eyes reflected the love gleaming in Warren’s staring back at her, and that was the time when they both were the most beautiful.

Thea looked like a graceful porcelain doll, so delicate and soft, almost fearful she may break in Warren’s strong embrace. She always had such glowing, milky skin, each details symmetrical and smooth. The epitome of rebellious beauty, something that many men found to be the absolute berries, and Harry had to agree.

Harry kicked a chipping piece of brick with his boot, glancing up to now see the couple mugging right there in the station. He gave a chuckle of understanding as the passionate pair gathered a few hoots and hollers from bystanders. Setting a very flustered Thea down, the seemingly familiar gleam was near return to Warren’s eyes. It was Thea who put that glimmer there and Thea who brought it back.

Thea dropped her hand to her side as Warren noticed the rest of his family standing a short ways away from where they stood, respecting his new desires to greet them by taking a step back and gently urging him forward. “Go on,” she said quietly. “They’ve missed you.”

A smile spread slowly across Harry’s face as he was suddenly hit by the weight of a heavyset man, his embrace acting almost as an adhesive binding him together as the pressure of the world threatened to tear him limb from limb. As the rest of the world caved in around him, the fact that Warren was home safe was a friendly reminder that Harry’s family was now whole once more. An old set of worries was lifted, and tears of joy flooded everyone’s eyes, a group hug lasting a minute in silence being the confirmation that the Styles family would do just fine.