Fics like by the shore, we bloomed

Dressed in white, he’d be a vision—and Louis would buy him lace one day as well. A proper dress with a soft hem and detailing so he could know what it feels like to be a bride. The pearl on his chest gleams every so often, sitting where it should always be, beside Harry’s heart. Louis would like to find some more, twist them with wire, and make a set of earrings for him. Girls liked that, perhaps Harry would too? And then, Louis would make love to him like real men do with their wives on their wedding nights. They give themselves three months to fix this ship and prepare to send Louis back home. During these cold, wet months, Louis teaches Harry about life across the sea. What it’s like to be human. He’s not meant to teach him about love but three months together spent hiding in their hut, sitting by the shore at night, learning the world through each other's eyes… something new blooms and maybe this sailor has given Harry another shot at life again. Harry’s a nymph, and Louis’ a human and they hate each other—but not really.

Fics like by the shore, we bloomed

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