Something Different
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Harry smiles softly. Louis reaches out and places his thumb on Harry's cheek bone.
He gently thumbs over Harry's face. From the ridge where his eyebrow meets his forehead, to his jawline, to his lips.
"It's such a shame," Louis whispers breathlessly, his heart beating quickly.
"What's such a shame?" Harry pries, his eyes filled with wonder as Louis continues the steady tracing off his features, sending chills down his body.
"That someone doesn't tell you how beautiful you are each and every day."
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