HEART DEVOUR - Chapter One: He Won't Get it Better Anywhere Else
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Leaving to work just before the afternoon, Zayn presses a kiss to Harry's shoulder, "Class starts soon. Wake up, baby." He pulls the sheets low to his hips, laying out Harry's clothes for the day at the foot of his bed. There's a pleasant aroma of breakfast ─ sunny side eggs with a sausage to make a smiley face ─ coming from a tiny folding table by the nightstand just for Harry. "I'm leaving now. Love you."
Other days, Harry would be up before the sunrise but considering he's got graveyard shift at the twenty four hour pharmacy, Zayn allows him to sleep in and make sure he can everything for Harry during the morning. It's best for them both because Harry is given some more rest before beginning his culinary course at twelve, prior to Zayn's shift at the local sex shop that starts at eleven.
Two Lips signature logo has a tulip between two lips, specially designed by Zayn when he got inspired to do so just for fun, eventually scoring a job there because of a tweet that went semi viral towards the shop's official twitter.
Over at the entrance in the east end of downtown, further away from all the business skyscrapers and historical landmarks, Zayn witnesses a car occupying his favorite parking spot. Being the decent guy he is, Zayn isn't going to bang on the windows of that car until the driver shoos off. Instead, he parks behind it ─ careful to avoid ramming it intentionally.
Zayn hears a patter of footsteps behind him while unlocking the metal gate that hinders the transparent door. He assumes it's an early bird trying to sneak in a shopping session before heading to work. When he turns around he sees a feathery fringe headed boy in tight jeans and a vintage windbreaker.
"What's up, Tommo?" Zayn holds the door open and exaggerates, "Louis, you haven't been here in forever!"
"It's only been like two weeks." Louis says lousy, invading the employee space and turning on the lights. Zayn would scold him because he isn't allowed back, but he could care less when it's just himself working in the shop for the first few hours.
Zayn corrects Louis with a hint of sarcasm, "Right. You always came here to hang out at least twice a week." He hasn't seen Louis in what feels like months because he's used to him showing up every other day, even if Louis isn't purchasing anything. Zayn would just stock up shelves ─ with the help of Louis occasionally ─ and listen to the booming music from the stereo that Zayn controls.
"Oh shut up." Louis hauls himself up so that he's sitting on the counter, facing Zayn who's counting change to fulfill the cash register. He's swinging his legs and asking timorous, yet enthusiastically, "So like, anyways uh, you got any well - like those kinky books."
