Conversation of emotion (Baby Boy)

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Harry walked into the kitchen after he woke up. Louis was already off to work, so he had the whole house for himself. He grinned and thought about what he could do.

Not so much. What would he do if he still lived with his foster parents? Eat food? He wasn't hungry. Wank? Louis would kill him plus, he didn't even know if he would want to do that. He could bake a cake? Was he allowed to go into the kitchen? Probably not.

Music! He could probably connect Louis his laptop to the Bluetooth of the radio! Louis' laptop. Right, he would look up some things about BDSM.

Then he suddenly saw a note laying on top of a laptop, which was laying on the counter. Harry walked up to the two things and looked at the note.

Good morning Harry,

Here's my username and password for my laptop. You can use it until I'm home. Only use the internet and don't be nosy and look into my private folders. That's work related and I am not allowed to show you those things.

Have a good day, love!

Louis.

Harry smiled at the little note and walked up to one of the cupboards. He sighed and looked up. He could never reach that without needing to jump up to the counter.

So, the small boy placed his hands on the edge and hopped onto it so that his bum was resting on the cold stone. He gasped at the feeling, giggling right after.

He carefully placed his feet on the counter and crouched. Harry stretched his arm and opened the cupboard to get his cereals.

The cardboard box, however, slipped out of his hands and fell to the floor, the coloured cereals flying everywhere.

Harry sighed and glared at the things before rolling his eyes and jumping down.

''Who even puts essential food so high? That's right, no one does.'' He grumbled, scooping the cereals into his hands and back into the box, knowing that Louis' house got cleaned nearly every day.

When he was finally finished, he poured some cereals and milk into a bowl and sat at the bar, opening the laptop and starting it.

He wasn't too surprised to see that it was a MacBook. The last time he wrote an essay, he wrote in on a computer. You know, one of those where the screens won't show anything unless you give a kick against the mini fridge also called the computer itself.

Harry looked at the background and smiled when he saw Louis with 5 girls and a boy. One girl was on his back, the smallest boy and girl in his arms and the other three girls were touching him in other ways.

The submissive assumed those were his sisters and brother. They all looked like each other a little. Especially two of the girls. Maybe they were twins?

Harry opened google chrome and scooped some cereal onto his spoon. He munched on it happily as his fingers typed in the letters BDSM.

Wikipedia: BDSM is a variety of often erotic practices or roleplaying involving bondage, discipline, dominance and submission, sadomasochism, and other related interpersonal dynamics. 

That's too difficult to read...

Meaning: Bondage, Dominance/discipline, Submission/Sadism and Masochism.

Not nearly enough information.

Urban dictionary: bible discussion/study  Meeting