Shorty shorts
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“So, it’s just us back here,” Harry said with a nervous smile. “Maybe we should throw our own little Thanksgiving party?”
The boy’s gaze shifted around the empty cabin, double checking. “Guess you’re right. Think you scared everyone off with that mustache?” he teased, eyes twinkling.
Harry feigned offense, touching his mustache in mock protectiveness. “Don’t hate on the stache, it has feelings.”
The boy pouted playfully. “Oh no, I’m so sorry, Mr. Stache. Please forgive me.”
Harry laughed, feeling his dimples pop out “It says it’ll forgive you if you agree to have a drink with me.”
or Harry & Louis are strangers flying home for Thanksgiving. They bond as the only passengers in business class - things may or may not get a little heated...
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When ex-boybander Louis Tomlinson asks newcomer Harry Styles to be his support act for the next leg of his tour, he has no idea that he will gain more than just a support act.
or, the one with the banter on tour -
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Prompt: canon fic where they broke up but one of them still isn’t over it. fans still think they are together when they do things like react to Larry signs, sing 7, wear shirts with their tattoo, blue-green etc. One contacts the other to try and stop them from giving the fans hope and one thing leads to another… bam second times the charm
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Liam. Liam was finally here. Louis kept his eyes closed and cuddled farther into Liam’s side, revelling in the pheromones Louis’ body desperately needed. He wasn’t sure how long Liam had been holding him, but Louis figured it had to have been at least an hour by the way his body had loosened. The need of an alpha’s touch seemed to have been temporarily lifted from his mind.
Louis listened to the sounds of the pub around him. It was louder than before he had fallen asleep and he briefly wondered why Liam hadn’t just woken him to go back to their flat.
“Who the fuck are you?”
Louis’ eyes flew open at the sound of Niall’s voice, and the arm that had been around Louis shoulders lifted in the same instant. He missed the warmth immediately.
Louis looked from Niall’s stormy face over to the person who was definitely not Liam. The alpha Liam impersonator, who smelled a lot better than the actual Liam now that Louis was alert, looked back at Louis with wide eyes and familiar furrowed brows.
Or the one where Louis refuses to settle for just any alpha despite intense touch deprivation. Fortunately Harry isn't just any alpha.