tfw you’re tired but it’s from doing something you love and being with your found family and being happy
i like to complain that aos!bones is so exhausted and tired and pls let him sleep but also i want to say that i think he’s happy out there in the black since he’s with those he loves and he’s helping people
That awkward moment when you draw something to celebrate 100+ followers, get impatient and decide to post it before you hit 100, then take so long to finish it you end up hitting 100 before you can post it anyway.
Anyways, holy crap, this blog hit 100+ followers! Hooray! :D Where did you all come from? Why are you here?? How the hell did you all manage to fit in my house??? There’s not even enough room for that many people in here wtf.
Summary: And then they would get in the car, and Louis would tell him about his day in a tone so gentle, so tired that Harry could feel the nights weight on them, like it was just the two of them driving in that car for the better part of forever. Eventually Louis would slip into sleep, and Harry would wake him when they got back on campus, and he’d help him up every staircase. It was simple and easy and it worked. Only it didn’t work well enough.
Or the one where Louis has to work the bar’s late night shift, and Harry is always happy to bring him home. They’re not in love though. Or atleast, they don’t think they are.
This fic was written as part of an ongoing challenge. We each select random numbers and are given a specific emotion from the book 1000 Feelings For Which There Are No Names. To read the other fics written in this challenge, click here, or you can find the masterpost on tumblr here.