➳ claude // l.s.

XXVIII

    " I got some complaints yesterday. " his father's dull voice ringed through the phone.

    Louis rolled his eyes at what his father had to say to him. It's not like he expected anything else. " So? " he growled as he was sitting in the bathroom, waiting for Harry to arrive with the dye. Aniu was sat at his legs submissively, wagging her tail.

    " You're creating me a bad image. " Of course, he didn't care about anything else than himself. And that bitch.

    " Didn't even know what to expect from you. " he murmured disappointedly as he heard his words. " I don't want to continue this conversation. Goodbye. " he spit out his words through gritted teeth, disgust laced around his accent.

    " Claude- " before he could finish, Louis hang up. He didn't want to what anything else come out of that piece of shit's mouth.

" I'm back. " Harry's deep voice warmed Louis' heart, filling it with honey. He was holding a dye tub that looked exactly like the one Harry bought last time. " You ready? " he asked as he placed himself behind Louis so he can put it.

Louis simply nodded in response as he watched himself in the mirror. He was as ready as he'll ever be. A smile was plastered on his face as he felt the dye touch his scalp, followed by Harry's slender fingers that massaged his head. It felt good.

He closed his eyes at the pleasure he was receiving, action which made Harry smile to himself proudly. Louis leaned back in the slightest and let the younger lad position his head around for a better view.

    " Alright, I'm done. " Harry's deep tone made Louis open his eyes, instantly being met with his reflection. Harry positioned his head just above Louis' shoulder to look from his perspective.

    " I like it. " Louis said as he turned around abruptly only to bump into Harry. For a slight second their lips met which made Harry's heart race just like a first place race car and quickly remove his head from where it previously was. His panicked gaze searched Louis' who was frozen in his place. He heard Louis take in a sharp breath, before scrambling to his legs.

    " How long do I need to leave it on? " The eldest quickly changed the subject, trying to ease the atmosphere created in here.

    Harry felt like he lost his voice. "Eh- thir-thirty minutes. " he stuttered out, frustrated with himself. He was flustered all over and he was sure his cheeks were the shade of a strong red. But it looked like Louis took no notice in it as he nodded his head, standing awkwardly there, waiting for Harry.

    " Should we... go watch some TV until... you know? " Harry nodded instantly, getting up from where he was sat on and followed Louis outside. Aniu quickly got up from the faux fur carpet and she trailed behind her owner, tail still wagging happily.

Harry watched with a curious gaze, eyes following Louis' hands as they rummaged through the drawers until they found what they were looking for. He felt his heart disconnect from the rest of his body as he realized that thing in Louis' hands was a blunt.

" Have you seen my lighter? " Louis furrows his eyebrows, turning around to look at Harry.

Harry was broken out of his trance as he started looking around. " Yeah, yeah. It's here somewhere. " His hands were scouring over the surface of the couch, throwing wandering clothes away.

" Great, thanks! " Louis smiles up at him and startled Harry. He didn't realize he was so close to him.

Seeing Louis bring the blunt in betwix his pretty pink lips made Harry want to try it too. He doesn't understand where the sudden urge comes from. He never felt like this before. " Uh, Lou? " he began hesitantly, not locking eyes with Louis. The older lad only rolled his eyes before taking the blunt out of his lips and offering it to Harry.

" Only one puff, okay? I don't want you to get addicted. " He murmured as he watched with a soft expression.

" So, you planning on getting high now? " Harry coughed which made Louis worry and snatch the blunt away.

" What is there better to do? " he smiled at him as he put it back in his mouth.

Harry needed to focus his sight, because it was so strong that it made his eyes water. When he could finally see properly, he couldn't help but admire the way Louis' lips wrapped around the surface of the blunt, his cheeks hollowed sinfully. He was probably drooling but who cared.

    " Alright, Lou. Come, let's get you washed up. " Harry mumbled as he looked at the clock. He didn't let Louis even reach half of the blunt, not wanting to risk anything. He wasn't too happy but he let it slide.

    Louis started prancing around like a little kid. " Yay! " He wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulder, his legs failing him.

    The curly haired lad rolled his eyes and he crouched down. " Get on my back. " He couldn't help but smile at the other lad.

    " Alright, alright, daddy! " Louis giggles as he got onto Harry's back, his weight not even bothering Harry. He was like a sensible butterfly. Harry tried to ignore the nickname Louis used for him because it did make him stop in his tracks for a mere second.

    Louis absolutely loved the feeling of Harry's fingers massaging and exploring his scalp, making his whole body tremble in pressure. " You good? " Harry asked, proud with himself at the sight. Louis only nodded eagerly, thumping his foot like a rabbit. For some reason he felt really excited and couldn't stay still.

    " I love it! " Louis exclaimed excitedly as he started bouncing around, Harry needing time keep him still. He placed his hands on his hips to do so. And that made his heart flutter, but nobody needed to know that.

    " You're so beautiful. " Harry stared him in the eye as he examined his blue hair. " This colour suits you well. Matches your eyes. "

    " It's all thanks to you, baby. " Well, shit. " If you wouldn't have pulled that prank on me, I wouldn't have known. " Louis turned around to look at himself in the mirror.

    Harry couldn't keep his hands off him, so he couldn't help it but run his hand through his hair, which made Louis lean into his touch and purr like a kitten. He was one after all.

    The taller lad positioned his face right next to Louis', cheeks touching already but Louis placed his palm hardly on the other side of Harry's face until their cheeks were glued to each other. They were staring in the mirror and Harry couldn't help but think: They looked so good together.

    He glanced through the mirror, seeing Louis' face expression change, his lips parting and eyes softening. The shorter lad sighed, his fingers still lingering on Harry's soft skin. " What's wrong? " Harry whispered in confusion, taking in notice the boy's sad expression.

    " It's nothing. " Louis said robotically. It's so sad to see him so guarded up. He's so used to hiding his emotions and pretending everything's fine and that just makes Harry's heart shatter in millions of pieces. But he's happy, because Louis slowly opens up to him with baby steps. No need to rush him.

    " Okay. " he gave up, not wanting to insist on it. Louis was unpredictable and might snap at him, although it was unfortunate now that they were closer than ever.

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written 04.10.2020

Sorry, short chapter D:
But I just love writing okay, and I felt extra inspired this week 😋
Get ready for the next chapter 🤔

Anyways, I published a new book ' capo dei capi ' and I really hope I'll actually write on it, because the plot makes me excited. Check it out if you'd like! 🥺