you're cold and I burn (on hold)

“No.”
“Then let’s get rid of it, when you’re ready. And every time I see you not wearing pretty colors
<strong>and</strong> big sweaters, I’m going to die a little inside. Because you should see how happy you look in
them, <strong>and</strong> how happy I look with you in them. It’s a win-win situation.” Louis lets his tone turn
more playful, his h<strong>and</strong>s sliding up just underneath Harry’s sweater before he realizes what he’s
doing. Harry’s breath comes out shaky <strong>and</strong> soft at the touch.
“And maybe I’ll always wear them when it’s just us.”
“I’d love that,” Louis whispers, <strong>and</strong> again he connects Harry’s lips with his own.
Chapter End Notes
chapter ten already, <strong>and</strong> this is so wild. I still remember when this fic was still a seed
in my head <strong>and</strong> now I'm so in love with it. I hope that <strong>you're</strong> all enjoying this story as
much as I am, I've been having so much fun with it.
don't know how many times I can say 'thank you' for all the comments, messages,
<strong>and</strong> encouragement from you all. it means the entire world to me, so never, ever
hesitate to come talk to me with any questions, comments, anything (really.)
writing is a passion of mine that I have never quite been able to share until I began
writing here, so it still stuns me when people tell me how much they're into this fic.
<strong>you're</strong> all amazing, thank you for reading <strong>and</strong> for your support.
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