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[fave fics 4/?]

Bitter Tangerine by @daisyharry | E | 119k

Maybe it’s Niall, he reasons to calm his storming heart. Maybe he’s not actually gone for the holidays yet, maybe Harry got the dates confused. Slowly, he holds his breath and pushes the kitchen door open. The first thing he sees make him jump, a wooden spoon held out like a sword. Once his brain processes the sight in front of him, it’s less the sword that gets him than who is attached to the wooden spoon. “Harry,” the swordsmen speaks before Harry can, his voice low and steady though confusion laces each word. Harry’s breath catches. Every string around his heart, all the protection he spent nine months building, rips out and tears open all at once as he says, “Hi Louis.”

[fave fics 3/?]

hush. by @wankerville | 41k

Harry leaned in closer, Louis was sure of it that time; his breath smelled like grapes and was hot over Louis’ face. He whispered, rubbing slow circles into Louis’ hand. “I really want to kiss you right now.”

Louis’ heart stopped. It stopped and down came every single one of the walls he built to keep his secret safe. To hide away his thoughts and feelings and urges for boys. A crumbled mess of vulnerability was all that was left and out flooded every quick glance, unconscious daydream, midnight wank.

“Not here.”

31dol19: favourite fic of the year

Pretty Please (With Sugar On Top) by @angelichl | 113k

Harry is a sugar baby omega who cons rich alphas for a living. Louis is a rich alpha with too much self-control.

31dol19 day fourteen: favourite fic of the year

The Florentine Letters by @forreveries | 118k

Oxford University, June, 1935.

The edge of summer has just begun to dawn over the university campus, exams are almost over and the dust is just beginning to settle over the desks.

Harry Styles, in the last years of his PHD study of The Renaissance, has managed to maintain a safe existence within the walls of his books and classes and late night romances. He's made a place that's safe from the expectations of high brow society and the cold stare of his father.

That is, until an all too sharp, all too witty, and all too handsome man walks into his life.

Louis, the cocky man with the smile, brings with him a strange object - declaring that it's a puzzle piece from the one and only Leonardo Da Vinci. He speaks of age old mysteries, and puzzles that cannot be solved without Harry's help. Immediately, Harry is quite literally swept off his feet, and together they take their chances on the find of a life time - Da Vinci's lost works.

But what Louis doesn't mention is the high stakes game of cat and mouse that comes with chasing things that do not belong to you. A game where nothing, and no one, is as they seem.