genophobia

III.

Harrys POV:

"I want you to help me."

I took a long breath and let it back out, nodding at him. "I-I will."

I was hesitant towards this. I didn't want to be the cause of his discomfort, I didn't want to make him scared, hear him whimper (not in a good way.) I felt like I was forcing something on him. I felt like I wasn't going to be able to do this, because I didn't know how.

I guess I was silent for a bit, because Louis placed his hand on my cheek, lightly cupping my face. "Thank you." He smiled so genuine, but small. He looked so fragile and tiny, it was endearing.

But I know he was scared to try too.

"Don't thank me." I shook my head lightly, chuckling softly. He wrapped his arms around me and I returned the gesture. "I love you so much." I could feel him grin against me. "I love you too."

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Third Person POV:

It had been weeks since Louis' confession.

Life carried on as it always had. Harry tried not to think about it too much, otherwise he would look at Louis as a fragile piece of glass that he couldn't look at without asking permission first. And if they had been fine for so long, then they'd be fine now.

And they were, there was just something else now. Something between them that they knew was there and lingering, they were just ignoring it.

Louis wanted to try and fix himself, to fix his problem. Harry didn't think that was a good idea, but he wouldn't voice it. Of course he wants to be intimate with his boyfriend, but he doesn't want to have to put Louis through his fear to get him out of it.

Louis' mind had been racing these past few weeks. He wished he could just go on vacation for a day and leave his body barren, so his fear wouldn't be part of him for a night. For Harry.

He knew that wasn't normal, but neither was being afraid of sex.

But despite all of this, they carried on.

Louis and Harry were out together, ice skating actually. Harry loved it but Louis was struggling. Just a little.

Louis whined as he clutched onto the side railing and pulled himself along, trying to keep up with Harry. Harry chuckled, trying to coax him away from it for a good ten minutes.

"Louis please, just hold my hand. I won't let you fall." Harry said amused as he watched Louis struggle. Louis sighed, standing with his legs slightly spread apart to keep his balance as he held his hands out. "If I fall, you fall, then you're gonna squish me and I'll die." Louis stated cockily. Harry laughed and shook his head. He took both of Louis' hands and pulled him away from the side. "I'll keep that in mind." Harry said, starting to pull Louis. Louis gasped as they started moving, turned his feet more inward then they had been, Harry skating backwards so he could still hold onto both of Louis' hands.

"See, you're fine." Harry said. "Well I never said I wasn't." Louis said whilst sticking his tongue out in concentration, watching his feet and the ice beneath him. Harry rolled his eyes, a smirk still present on his lips.

Harry loved his Louis so much.

Harry pulled Louis closer, wrapping his arms around him and slowly spinning in a circle. Louis squealed, holding onto Harry for dear life as his legs started to part slightly, in hopes to help keep his balance. "Harry!" Louis squealed and pulled away from him a bit, laughing. "You could've killed us, you show off." Louis said, smiling up at Harry. "What'd I do?" Harry chuckled. Louis rolled his eyes at him, Harry pulling him back as he kissed his cheek. "Hey, I'm sorry. You'll be okay." Harry said. "Yeah, yeah." Louis said.

He was so in love with this idiot.

Harry kissed him softly, holding Louis close to him. Louis pulled away, blushing as people skated around them. "C'mon, skate." Louis said and Harry started pulling them again.

Harry knew Louis wasn't embarrassed of PDA, or of people judging them, he was just always pretty reserved. Maybe now Harry understood why.

After not too much longer, Louis' ankles felt like they were bleeding, and he kept stating this to Harry, so they went to exit the ice skating rink.

Harry let Louis go first, holding onto him from behind so Louis wouldn't fall. The pads on the ground were soft as they exited, and Louis wasn't doing so hot on the ice skates.

Once Louis sat down on the bench, Harry bent down, starting to untie Louis' skates. Louis smiled sheepishly, fondly watching Harry. "Aren't you just the sweetest." Louis hummed, Harry looking at Louis as he winked, smiling as he finished the first skate, slipping it off Louis' foot. "I try." Harry said back.

"You're seriously the best at it. Why can't I be like you?" Louis said in all seriousness. Louis was the nicest guy you'd ever meet. Forgiving, super kind- just not good at the grand gestures or going the extra mile. But everyone has their strengths and weaknesses.

"You're perfect babe." Harry said, slipping off Louis' other skate, standing up to sit on the bench beside Louis and take his own off. "But you always know how to just- I don't know. Get me flustered and shit." Louis said and shrugged, putting his skates beside him on the bench so he could take them back to the little rental hut.

"You do the same to me, Lou." Harry said, slipping his last skate off, starting to put his converse on. "You just might not know it." Harry smiled, glancing over at Louis who had already slipped on his Vans. Louis never untied his shoes, just wore them loose enough to slip them on and off.

Louis raised his brow, grabbing both of their skates as they walked towards the little hut. "Really? How?" Louis said, challenging Harry. He genuinely thought that he was gonna catch Harry off guard, making him not be able answer.

"Well.." Harry started as they walked back towards the car. "First off, you and your fucking skinny jeans are the worst." Louis laughed, lightly hitting Harry's arm. "I'm just saying." Harry laughed too, putting his hands up in surrender.

"And when you're just at home, laying on the couch, reading your book or watching tv- doesn't matter. That's just the best thing to see when I come home." Harry said and leaned his back against the car, crossing his arms.

"But those still aren't things that I go out of my way to do. I just do that anyways." Louis countered. Harry shrugged. "Doesn't matter. You said things that fluster you- those are things you do that do that to me." Harry said and gripped Louis hips, pulling him to him. "And not to mention, every time I can manage to take your breath away." Harry said softly, leaning in to whisper in Louis' ear. "Mine goes away too."

He kissed lightly below Louis' ear, making him shiver and causing goosebumps to appear on his skin. Harry pulled away, smiling at Louis as the boy blushed. "See? You did it again." Louis said and covered his face as he smiled, Harry laughing fondly as he pulled Louis into him. "I don't mind it, it's cute."

Louis hummed, just holding onto Harry for a moment as the cool wind blew against them. Louis bit his lip, his eyes open as he just stared to the side before pulling away from Harry's embrace. "I want to try something." Louis said, looking up at Harry.

Harry creased his brow, not understanding exactly what Louis meant. "Try what?" Harry said. Louis shrugged, rubbing his own upper arm lightly. "I-I don't know... just" he grabbed Harry's hands, raising his brows slightly. "Something." Louis said.

"Oh." Harry said, pulling his hands away from Louis' for a moment, scratching the top of his head as he thought for a moment.

'This is a bad idea' is mainly what he was thinking.

"Okay." Harry said, nodding and smiling  nervously. "Let's go."

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I'm sorry, I know it's short.