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3 years ago

The Warm Fuzzy Feelings ™

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3 years ago

He touches Louis everywhere like he can’t believe he’s there. Like King Midas must have touched his gold. Like the first man must have touched the moon. Like who could be more lucky than them?

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3 years ago

“You look like you’re plotting something,” Harry says. “Oh, I am,” Louis says, happily.”

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3 years ago

The Warm Fuzzy Feelings ™

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3 years ago

my favorite 🫶🏻

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3 years ago

my favorite 🫶🏻

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3 years ago

He built collections he eventually had to leave behind. He got lost in places he loved but could never find again. He was welcomed into families who have probably forgotten him by now.

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3 years ago

“I meant to call you sooner,” Harry says. “Happy Birthday again.”

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3 years ago

“Happy Birthday again."

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3 years ago

They say their goodbyes.

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3 years ago

And what is art if it doesn’t reflect the complexity and the beauty of life?

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3 years ago

“Save all that energy for the music,” he says. “We’re going to need it, alright?”

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3 years ago

“Hi. Sorry, I don’t—"

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3 years ago

It’s one a.m. when the staff decides which bar they’re headed to for their after party.

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3 years ago

Barges and ducks dot the river’s surface. The city’s reflection is just as alluring as the city itself. Everything is perfect and Louis isn’t sure he’ll ever be ready to leave.

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3 years ago

“I don’t know. You can be a little hard to read… Which is intimidating sometimes. Maybe a little worrying.” “I intimidate you?” “Sometimes, but I don’t hate it.” Louis snorts. “You don’t hate it or—?” “It’s kind of hot,” Harry confesses.”

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3 years ago

Louis tilts his head back and shuts his eyes for a second. If he were drunk, it’d be a mistake. Might send him teetering backwards off his chair.

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3 years ago

Six o’clock, on any given day, whether sober or hungover, is a drowsy magic hour. The hour of astral projection and vivid dreams. The hour of paradoxes, of both fear and fantasy hovering torturously in reach.

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3 years ago

Though try as one might, the moon would never be caught. Louis thinks Harry is just as bright and just as beautiful, though blessedly within reach. He might even say Harry is caught.

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3 years ago

“I’m sorry," Harry says again. To that, Louis says, “Okay." Because he believes that much to be true. Then he leaves because it doesn’t make much difference. ”