Prompts(l.s)

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I just realized that I haven't updated this is in like six months so here ya go-

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Louis and Marcel are going through a tough time in their relationship, and they finally talk it out.

Marcel's  insecure, but so is Louis.

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Marcel felt neglected. Like as if nothing's the same anymore. He knew this would happened, that Louis would soon find out how undesirable he is, but not so soon. 

But it's been a whole six months of them dating, and it was only this past month that he felt Louis being so reserved. He knew it was too good to be true, all those months spent together. He'd fallen, and fallen deep too. And the worst part is, Louis doesn't feel the same.

And so he let him stay away, didn't question the cancelled dates, stopped sending his sweet text messages that were always left unread and just stopped trying. What's the point when he's going to leave him anyways. Might as well make it easier for him...

It was now a Saturday night and Louis had come over to his house. He couldn't help but remember how such nights used to go, with them both cuddled up in the sofa watching telly and sharing sweet kisses as he watched him giggle, cute little button-like nose scrunched up whenever he laughed...

Here he was thinking about stuff in the shower while Louis sat in the couch, staring blankly at the walls with tears in his eyes.

That's how Marcel found him, curled up on the couch and sobbing quietly to himself tears running down uncontrollably. He rushed to Louis' side with wide eyes picking him up and onto his lap without another thought and brought him close to his chest, kissing his forehead and rubbing his back as he tried to soothe him.

"B-baby darling what's wrong?" Marcel whispered into his ear, heart breaking at the way the small chest heaved as he let out sobs, hands covering his face. He pulled them off gently looking into the deep blue eyes that he adored with concern, looking for any signs.

"M-marcel." Louis wrapped his arms around his neck, hiding his face in the crook of his neck seeking comfort that he didn't expect, cries quieter.

Marcel let him cry it out, embracing in his warmth that he'd missed for so long as he carefully pulled him closer and nuzzled his head against his neck.

After minutes of complete silence, Louis finally pulled away facing him with sad eyes. He slowly moved his hand closer to cup his cheeks, watching him shut his eyes lazily as he traced circles with his thumbs, missing the embrace.

"You're so beautiful." Louis whispered quietly as he watched him open his eyes, staring up at him lovingly. 

"Your eyes are such a beautiful shade of green and I love getting lost inside." Louis mumbles shifting closer and letting his hands wander aimlessly. 

"A-and I love when I get to wrap my fingers around your curls when we sleep." Louis smiled resting his head on his chest. "That's literally the only time you don't slick your hair back."

"I love those pants and suspenders you always like wearing too 'cause they make you look cute." Louis giggled, and went silent as if wanting to add a comment. "And hot."

He stopped him from saying anything, placing a finger on his lips and a smile curving up. "And I like kissing your plum red lips. Feels so nice against mine."

Marcel stayed silent blushing ever so silently at all the compliments he was getting. He watched his spare hand making its way to his, intertwining their fingers. 

"I like your big hands that fit so perfectly with mine." Louis whispered, squeezing his palm. "So perfect."

"I-I love you Marcel." Louis smile's ever so lightly. "You're the most kind-hearted person that I've met and I love every single bit of you."

Marcel smiled tearing up a bit at his words, shuffling as close to him as he could. But his smile dropped when he felt his warm hand leaving his hold, blue eyes cast down as he spoke again.

"But have you looked at me, Marcel?"

Marcel get dread that collecting in his stomach vanish and replace with something worse;

Guilt.

"I'm tiny and so weird." Louis cried out, pushing himself off of Marcel's lap and crawling away from him. "Everyone finds me annoying and don't like my company anymore, they h-hate me!"

"I'm so f-fat and boring and I know your just with me 'c-cause of p-pity." Louis sobbed into his hands. "You can leave me M-Marcel, I u-understand."

Marcel sat there stunned at his words, the guilt inside eating him up as he looked at his boyfriend. He'd been so selfish that he didn't realize that he was hurting.

"I'm not the least bit manly." Louis whispered heaving gently. "A-and I can't do anything by myself either, my voice s-sounds so fucking girly and I h-hate it-"

"Louis, stop it please." Marcel moved over wrapping his arms tightly around his small waist and pressing his lips against his soft feathery hair repeatedly. Louis made no move to pull away, instead mumbling to himself about all his insecurities.

"Since when have you b-been thinking like this?" Marcel mumbled just voice hoarse while he rubbed his back. Louis didn't reply staring up at him with tears in his eyes.

"Do you realize this past month-oh, I've been such an idiot Louis." Marcel cried out burying his face in his chest. "I thought-"

"I thought you didn't love me anymore." Marcel's voice cracked thinking back. "Y-you stopped going out w-with me and we barely ever s-spend time together and I thought I was l-losing you."

"I'm such a bad boyfriend! I-I took you for granted and didn't e-ever think a-about it being m-my fault-"

"I love you Louis and I'm sorry I h-haven't been showing it." 

"I thought you didn't want me anymore," Louis sniffled carefully wrapping his arms around Marcel as he tried to keep his tears in control. "F-felt like you didn't Marce, it's just didn't..."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Marcel whispered gently cradling his face in his palms and willing himself to stop his tears from flowing..

"Louis you're the single most amazing person I've ever met and I've been smitten since the moment I laid eyes on you. I-I can't even find it in myself to think that you think s-so lowly of yourself when-when you aren't, baby. You're beautiful and kind and funny and all the things in between, you're like my little personal ball of sunshine and I love it, I live for it, god I love you baby-

 "I-I thought the same as  you, I thought you didn't..oh fuck, we've been so stupid god-"

"I could never." Louis spoke softly reaching out for his hand. "I love you, for exactly who you are, and nothing could ever change that. I love you so much babe you have no idea-

"You do?"

"Yes, Marcel. I thought I already said that." Louis choked out a wet laugh burying his head in his curls contently. "I do...we've been so stupid."

"Just wish we'd talked sooner Lou, we could have avoided all that, fuck."

"Forget it, can we keep cuddling like this for a bit though? God, I've missed this...I've missed you."

Marcel replied with a short meaningful kiss on the lips and sighed contently. All was right in his world again.

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