dancing in the dark by clairdeloune

harry/louis, 75k, explicit

Harry takes a deep breath and then slowly lets it out. He lifts his head and meets Louis’ eyes again.

“Do you think they could—” Harry stops, swallows dryly; Louis tilts his head to the side, silently urging him to go on. “Do you think they could forgive that someone, then? At some point?”

Louis just looks at him for a moment, quiet, contemplating. “I think maybe, in some ways, they already have,” he says finally, his voice soft.

Or: Harry comes out and it brings more than he’s expected.

Thank you to @loveloveolivia for the collage. <3

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