"I take it you're not a new student?" "What?" Harry mumbles, caught up in the way his eyes are quite literally sparkling in the light. "Oh-No. Not a student." "Are you a sub?" Louis asks. Harry clenches his hands into fists, holding them behind his back as he stumbles a bit. "I don't, uh-I mean. I've never really gotten a chance to be a true sub, you know? My ex-partners were always scared they'd hurt me. But, like-If I trusted someone a lot, and if we used a, a safeword. And talked about, you know, boundaries, then-Yes, yeah, I-I'm a sub." Louis' eyes are so wide, his cheeks puffing out in the effort to not burst into laughter. "Oh shit, oh my god," Harry whispers. "You meant-Oh god."