#blff23

1. “Cold Spring”, coffee shop au, owner louis/writer pedro pascal

“So you and Pedro,” Sam started when they were cleaning the shop before closing.

“What about it?” Louis thought that the best plan of action was to feign innocence because he had a feeling what Sam was going to say.

Louis’ dating life was…nonexistent, for lack of a better word. For starters, he was extremely busy running the coffee shop, it took pretty much all of his time, and he wasn’t willing to leave his business unattended just for the sake of a relationship. Second of all, he was a young gay man—a very attractive one if he said so himself—living in a small village; everyone and anyone who he could have a relationship with had already been ruled out.

“I’ve never seen you this smitten with someone since, I don’t know, ever,” she stated. And it was probably true considering she had started working at the café about four years ago, and by that time Louis had given up on dating altogether. “And I feel offended that you’ve never served me a glass of water when I show up at work hungover.”

Louis chuckled. “That’s your fault for not measuring your alcohol.” He closed the drawers where they kept the cloth napkins after checking all of them were there. “Look, there’s nothing going on there so I’d appreciate it if you didn’t speculate about my relationship with the man, or lack thereof more like.”

“But why? He seems quite fond of you as well, haven’t you noticed?” Sam spun around with open arms, letting out a long sigh. “It’s so romantic if you ask me.”

Louis shook his head at his employee’s antics. “Well, I’m not asking you. And we should hurry up before it gets darker outside, come on!”

2. “could start a cult”, a/b/o breastfeeding au, hl as parents

Harry set the dried corn leaves previously wet to make them flexible on the table and brought out two cake icing scrapers that he usually used for when he baked. “Okay, love, what do you say if you make the pork tamales and I make the chicken ones so we save time and effort?” At Louis’ nod, he continued. “You just need to take a leaf, cover it with enough dough like this, and then add a spoonful of salsa.”

“Is this too much dough?” Louis showed him a corn leaf with the perfect amount of dough—not too much for the tamal to turn dry, not too little to have more filling than dough.

“It’s perfect, baby. More than perfect, actually, just like you.” He kissed Louis, just because he could.

As they poured water into the pot, Harry kissed Louis. As they put the tamales in the pot, Harry kissed Louis. As they started washing the dishes they used for the preparation, Harry kissed Louis. As Harry poured them wine while they waited for the tamales to be ready, Harry kissed Louis.

The alpha couldn’t contain the happiness that meant having the omega by his side. Ever since they had started dating, he knew his life would change for the better, and now he knew for sure. Louis made everything softer, kinder. He couldn’t fathom the idea of not having Louis in his life, be it as a lover or just as a friend, the omega had become an essential part of Harry’s heart, and he just knew that he wanted to hold onto that feeling forever.

Harry tried to imagine how it would feel to ask Louis to officially bond, picturing the perfect date maybe at their favorite restaurant. He knew the omega didn’t need a big gesture to be asked in marriage, so maybe if they could go away during a weekend, the two of them alone, Harry could plan something nice for his boyfriend. He smiled just thinking about it.