silverfoxrry

a very thin line

40k | omegaverse | rivals to friends to lovers | teacher au

"I can't go on this trip with him," Louis whines.

"You've said that how many-"

"But I really can't. The last trip we were both sent on, he locked me in the coach toilet."

"You don't know that was him," Zayn reminds him, unhelpful as ever. "The coach driver even said that the toilet was known for being dodgy, remember?"

"It was him." Sure, Louis has no proof, but it was Harry who was standing right outside it when he finally got the door open half an hour later, face flushed with panic. "I can't trust him, he's worse than the kids."

"You're both as bad as each other, I'd say."

or, Louis has hated Harry for five years. It's the only thing the omega is truly sure of in life. A school trip and the alpha's confusing new personality changes everything.

written for the @alphaharryff

Harry out shopping in Berlin. (28 April 2025)

Hi! Here are some fic recs for you!

But he talks like a gentleman by fondlelarry

“Seriously.” Liam doesn't reply, so Louis takes it as his cue to continue. “I had a few too many drinks, ate a bad kebab, rang a bunch of doorbells till someone let me in, vomited in his toilet, stole his orange juice and crashed on his sofa. He woke me up with breakfast though, so I’d say it’s alright.”

Drink from my Bottle by larryscape

This boy was hot. Like... Jonas Brother hot, or... Louis couldn't really think of a better comparison, but this kid was hot. The word kept blasting through his mind over and over, not really leaving room for much else. Hot hot hot hot hot.

"You think I'm hot?" the guy asked with a quirked eyebrow, and wow okay. Apparently Louis had been thinking aloud this entire time.

Also known as the Saferides fic, in which Louis is a drunk mess and needs to call their school's hotline to get a designated driver, who turns out to be extremely cute in a fuckable sort of way.

late night talking by dilfrry / @silverfoxrry

“Did you have fun?” Harry asks, tipping the bottom of the glass more when Louis tries to get away with not finishing the whole cup. Nodding, Louis gulps the last drop and sets the cup on the counter. He wraps his arms around Harry's shoulders, pulling the tired man towards him.

“Duh, so much fun.” Louis smiles, eyes squinty as he hiccups drunkenly. He falls into a fit of giggles, but a frown grows as he thinks. “Wish you were there though.”

“Somebody,” Harry sings, gripping underneath Louis’ thighs and hauling up again to carry him to the bathroom of the small apartment, “Didn’t want me to come.”' Harry finishes, teasing his boyfriend by pinching the skin where his ass and thighs meet. Louis whines, tightening his arms around Harry’s neck, and shakes his head. His fluffy hair tickles Harry’s cheek a little. “Only jokin’ babe. It was for your friends, so no hurt feelings.”

“I want you with me all the time though,”

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