Young & Beautiful

“And you’ll visit him with me? Honestly?”
“Honestly.”
Harry’s grin is enough to power the entire the world into the next Golden Age.
He nuzzles back into Louis, smile still present, the very last of the tension leaving his body.
“Thank you, thank you,” he sighs, wrapping his ankles around Louis’.
“Always welcome, Curly,” Louis replies. And then he remembers. “Oh, by the way. I have a
present for you.”
Without another word, he disentangles himself from Harry, walks over to his back in the other
room and carefully removes the music box.
He’s already smiling.
“Present?” he hears Harry inquiring from the other room, and he hears his eager footsteps coming
to meet him, which only makes Louis laugh.
“You were supposed to stay in there so I could present it to you properly,” Louis laughs as Harry
practically bounces up to him, a curl falling in his eye.
His face is youthful and bright, unabashedly eager.
“How could I possibly stay when there’s the promise of presents??” Harry asks, ecstatic. “J’adore
les cadeaux.”
“Er, oui. Je m’appelle Louis. Comme ci comme ca. Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir,” he
supplies uselessly and Harry laughs.
“Do you even know what you’re saying?” he chuckles, gaze skittering over Louis in search of his
‘cadeau’. Or, as Louis likes to say: present.
“Of course. I said my name and other such important things. I’m very fluent in all languages. I’m
like Dumbledore. Anyway,” Louis continues as Harry laughs again, pawing at Louis’ chest. “Here
you go, you big puppy.”
Without another word he procures the golden music box, its carvings glinting and catching the
light.
Harry’s eyes widen, his mouth opening in surprise.
“How did you know—“ he begins, but Louis narrows his eyes.
“I was with you, you idiot! This afternoon!”
“No, I know, but. How did you know I wanted it? Like, I never said anything or…” He takes the
box carefully in his hands, glides his fingers across its surface appraisingly before raising his
saucer eyes to Louis. “How did you know?”
Uh.
Louis shrugs, the tiniest bit embarrassed.
“I dunno. I just…could tell? You’re a bit obvious, Curly. I don’t know. Easy to read, I guess.”