There are a few ways in which relationships are always symmetrical- each day you wake up and later fall asleep tangled together beneath the sheets, every time love is made it is begun and finished with a simple kiss, and each relationship is created and brought to an end with a simple definition. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “Am I…” He draws the word out, so long that Louis doesn’t know if he even has any intentions of ever completing the sentence. But Louis is already there, heartbeat racing and breath stopping and thoughts swirling in anticipation of the next moment. It’s too early and too late, and completely uncalled for but painfully important. “Your boyfriend?” It’s the softest he’s ever heard anyone speak, the autumn breeze stirring around them somehow louder in his ears than the angelic whisper from his right. It’s so subtle that he might not have even believed that he’d actually spoken had it not been for the warm breath that tickled the dip of his collarbones. And for the second time in Louis’ life, he’s speechless.All Rights Reserved