Louis didn’t intend to hide it. Their first night together at the bungalow, he tries to tell them. “You guys might have already guessed this,” he begins.
“Lou,” Zayn sighs. “How many times do you have to ‘confide’ in us that you’ve got the arse of a white Beyoncé?” He kicks at Louis’ hand to fend off his pinch.
“White, skinny,
male
Beyoncé,” Louis corrects him, and ruffles Harry’s hair. The younger boy is cuddled against him, as is already usual. “But that’s not-“
“Beyoncé’s arse is way better,” Niall pipes up. “She’s a woman. She’s confident and sexy. You’re-“
“If you say anything, I’ll destroy you,” Louis glares.
“Well. You aren’t Beyoncé. That’s all I meant.”
Liam huffs a little, just enough to let them know he doesn’t approve of this talk of asses. Louis briefly considers using the alpha timbre to his voice to shut him up for a while. But no, that’s inappropriate.
“Um, actually I have something to say,” Harry speaks up softly. He’s tense against Louis now.
“Go on,” Niall prompts after a moment.
“I’m not a beta. I’m an omega.”
Everything clicks into place. How cuddly and sweet he is, how he’s gravitated towards Louis from the start, and how he’s tried to make everyone happy. Of course he’s an omega. Of course.
“Shit, Haz, that’s dangerous,” Niall says after a brief silence.
“Are you on suppressants?” Zayn asks.
“Yeah, but I think I’m also a late bloomer. That’s what my mum says.”
“Have you had your first heat yet?” Liam asks.
“No. So, um. I wanted… I thought you should know. And if you’ll help keep me safe…”
“Of course,” Zayn promises immediately.
“Thanks.”
“Did you tell the crew?” Liam asks. “Someone on the show should know, so they don’t put alphas around you.”
“Yeah. My mum did. And if any of you are secretly alphas or something, then we’ll have to figure something else out,” Harry’s teasing.
Louis’ stomach drops guilty as Niall snorts. “As if. Nah, bro, we’ll keep you safe from their type. You won’t be bonded a second before you’d like to be.”
Harry snuggles back into Louis, reassured. “Sorry,” he murmurs to Louis. “I meant to tell you earlier, it just never felt like the right time.”
“It’s okay,” Louis says automatically.
“Right. I’ll be safe with you,” Harry says contentedly. “Thanks. For being understanding.”
The other boys say comforting things. Louis can’t; he’s trying not to feel like a giant liar. It takes a toll on him.
Harry notices. They’re already tactile and comfortable with each other, so it shows when Louis avoids touching him, doesn’t kiss him. It’s just that whenever Louis gets near him, he finds himself trying to smell the omega on him. Louis has only had a couple ruts, but he’s pretty sure smelling Harry could trigger one. He
has
to avoid him, at least until he gets himself some kind of heavy-duty suppressant.
About a day later, Harry corners him, asking him into the bedroom and shutting the door. “Are you upset with me?” he asks, watching Louis carefully.
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