Hidden Gardens

Harry burst out laughing, the sound mixing with the loud chatter as more people entered the pub.

"I knew you'd say that! It's just too easy to get you riled up, isn't it?" Harry took another sip of his beer, cleaning a little foam off his upper lip

"Why do you like to piss me off so much?" Louis said, rubbing his closed eyes with the tip of his fingers. He didn't feel as angry as he looked, but apparently he had a reputation to keep.

"Believe me, the only time I did it on purpose was just now. Hey, is this going to be our dynamic forever? I come here, you snap at me for no reason at all, throw me out and I come back? It's getting pretty predictable."

"Why do you keep coming back, exactly?" Louis said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"I like your pretty face. And Niall has sick jokes. The beer is fine, too."

OR the one where Louis owns a pub and Harry is a photographer who needs his help for a project. Louis is grumpy, Harry is not. Louis has a secret. There is some pining and a lot of fluff.

***Cover and translation into Italian by @always_strong28