Louise Belcher is in her final year of high school, with only one real concern: keeping her secret relationship a secret. That is, until the town is shaken by a string of bizarre murders and unexplained tragedies... just as her best friend, Jessica, begins acting strangely.

Her unseen dance partner's mouth drew close enough for his lips to brush against her jawline, and he made a soft purring sound against her jaw.  She could hear that it was a prelude to actual speech… probably a proposition or maybe an introduction. 

She could also feel his facial hair brush against her skin when he did it, and just like that, the magic spell was instantly broken.  

Louise had never developed an attraction to facial hair.  For the most part she associated it with her father and to completely familial feelings and memories, certainly nothing that would inspire romantic or sexual urges.  Mustaches were for playing ‘Guess the Food Caught in Dad's Stache,’ not for adorning the lips of anyone she might kiss or fantasize about kissing.  Besides, she had a fiancé at home, and it wouldn't be right to let this go any further, would it?    

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When Louise and Logan reconnect as adults, Logan has grown the goatee he mentioned in It's a Stunterful Life. Louise has never had a thing for facial hair, but...

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Chapter 16: Baby It's Cold Oats Side

AN INCONVENIENT ARRANGEMENT

Chapter UPDATE for my Medieval AU Louigan fic!

Rated T, 10/15

Chapter artwork by the incredible @tothebestofmyabilities

Chapter 10: The Best Laid Plans...

“It was my grandfather’s,” Louise whispered to his right and his eyes flitted to her. She clasped her hands in front of her awfully tight and Logan nodded. 

“Most remarkable.”

“It is not fine. Our estate is not fine. We do not have the gla—“

But Logan stood directly in front of her, his hand came up of its own accord to grasp her arm. “I am not comparing your family home to the castle.” 

Louise looked at him, shrewd and assessing. She let out a breath and her shoulder sagged in relief. A damnedable part of himself couldn’t quite help taking the piss though.

“But if I were to compare them, there is absolutely no contest.” She went rigid again and he wanted to laugh outright before adding silkily, “House Belcher would much be my preference.”

Louise’s eyes cut to him and she slapped him. “Do not jest! You—“

“I do not jest! Your family’s estate is beautiful. More in the country. Less cavernous empty space reminding me of my dratted loneliness. Much less like a mausoleum than the castle,” he squeezed her hand. “I much prefer this, I can assure you of that. “

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Logan spirals in the wake of The Kiss and confers with Caleb about his plans. Louise and Logan journey to the Belcher estate to help Lady Tina prepare for her wedding.

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