Tea Mood Board as Larry Fics
I made this tea mood board, and started thinking about each as a different type of Larry Fan Fiction:
Top Left: Pining
It’s winter, and it’s been four months, six days, and thirteen hours since Harry had Louis in his bed. He knows because he’s counted every one, and felt every minute more deeply than the last one. His friends give him such shit for falling in love with someone he could never have been with. Harry knew Louis was leaving, they both knew it, but it hadn’t stopped them from getting so tangled up in each other it was hard to tell where one of them began and the other ended. So Harry goes to work, and he comes home, and he sees friends, but mostly he just misses Louis. And he tries to distract himself from the deep ache in any way he can.
(Obviously this one has to end with a knock on the door as Harry is looking out the window at the falling snow – and when he opens it, Louis is there.)
Harry works at a bookshop and Louis is incredibly smitten, going in every day on his way home from work. Harry periodically mentions books that he loves, and Louis agrees wholeheartedly (except Louis’ never read a single one, and he panics one Saturday and goes to the library to check out fifteen books that Harry’s mentioned in the past few weeks. He spends hours poring over them, basically unable to retain anything as he sits at his table chugging tea). The next time he goes in, Louis throws out a reference to Harry’s favorite novel, but he mixes up the characters from another of Harry’s favorites, and Harry calls him out on it. Louis confesses, and Harry asks him out on a date.
Top Right: Coffee
Louis works as a barista at a local coffee shop, and can’t stop staring at the dark haired guy who comes in every Saturday morning at the same outdoor table like clockwork (Louis makes sure to ask him his name after the third week). When people try to sit at that table anywhere within 30 minutes of 10 AM on Saturdays, Louis finds excuses to shoo them away. One Saturday, it’s five minutes until Harry usually shows up and Louis is doing his best to explain to the older woman that this table isn’t actually available, even though yes I understand no one was sitting here, and he’s getting flustered until Harry comes up behind him and catches him in the act. Harry admits he’s been coming every Saturday trying to work up the nerve to ask Louis out.
Louis runs a semi-successful blog, but can’t seem to reach quite the level of fame that Harry Styles has. He isn’t jealous. He isn’t! It’s just that he thinks he can write great quality stuff, and maybe people only love Harry Styles because of his stupidly green eyes and his long legs and his broad chest. And maybe Louis cyber stalks him occasionally, and leaves anonymous comments on his blog trying to rile him up. And if one day Harry shares one of Louis’ blog articles with incredible praise, he definitely doesn’t freak out. And when they start emailing back and forth about blog post ideas, he obviously keeps his cool. And when Harry admits over the phone one night, quietly, that he’s always admired Louis from afar, and could they maybe get some coffee sometime in person? Louis most definitely says yes.
Louis and Harry don’t know each other, but they both make appointments with a matchmaker who fills her office with pink flowers, heart motif everywhere, and takes detailed notes on each of their likes and dislikes. They pass each other in the waiting room a couple times, and each of them keep coming back to complain about the dates she’s sent them on – truthfully none of them had been that horrible, but they each couldn’t stop thinking about the handsome stranger they always crossed path with at her office. The matchmaker can’t hide her confusion because this system works! Until one day she goes into her waiting room and sees the flirty body language between them. She knows just what to do next.
Established Relationship Fic
Every Sunday morning, Harry makes Louis the perfect cup of tea, and comes back to bed to snuggle underneath the fluffy duvet with him. Louis wants to go back to sleep, but Harry starts reading next to him and Louis begs him to read out loud. Harry pouts because he doesn’t think he does it well enough, but Louis loves his voice so much and the way he reads the characters. They spend hours getting lost in new stories together every weekend.
Bottom Left: Kid
Fic + Christmas
Louis is exhausted, while Harry sits cross legged on the ground unwrapping presents with their two kids and shouting inane things like “SANTA CAME!” at the top of his lungs periodically. The kids worry about Louis, but Harry assures them that Papa just needs his cup of tea. The three of them get up to make it, and Louis dozes off on the couch, awoken only when Harry presses a kiss to his forehead and sets his mug on the table.
“Merry Christmas, Lou.”
Louis smiles, crinkly eyed.
“Merry Christmas, Haz.”
Louis and Harry are newly dating, and Louis just spent the night at Harry’s house for the first time. Harry had to run out quickly in the morning to open up his shop incredibly early, but assured Louis that he should take his time getting up (and he could stick around if he wanted – you know, no pressure, but like – he wouldn’t mind one bit). Once Louis hears the door click shut, he gets up and heads to the kitchen for some tea, seeing a mug (of course with a floral print) already sitting there, with a perfect pink flower next to it. And Louis ends up sticking around until Harry gets home.
Bottom Right: First
Wanting to impress tea-loving Louis, Harry takes him to a traditional tea house on their first date where Louis spends the entire time trying to hide his disgust at the herbal teas surrounding them. He wants Harry to like him so badly, so he tries to gulp down the mug, filled to the brim with tealeaves. Harry is confused, because hadn’t Louis not been able to shut up about tea before this? Louis admits afterwards, embarrassed, that he’s just a simple Yorkshire+milk man, and Harry can’t help but kiss him right there in the parking lot.