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Louis giggled quietly as he spun them around, holding onto him and smiling. “You’re welcome,” he said with a laugh. “Oh? That’s such a coincidence! I would’ve never thought that, even though you tell me that you do every single day,” he told him, snickering as well and leaning forward to press a kiss to his lips as well, arms tightening around him. “Ugh — I guess I could make an exception of being nice to them, but… why would we have to be friends? Is that really necessary? You can be friends with them, and we can be acquaintances, yeah? I’ll be nice enough, but… I just can’t stand it, really. The only reason I’d do it is for you… and Rosie, of course.”
"Sarcasm is not needed, you stinker." He huffed, though it was clear he was just teasing the other lad with the mischief dancing in his eyes. He brought a hand back and lightly patted at Louis' round bum, giving him a playful yet light spanking. "They'll end up growing on you, I'm sure of it. Just like I did, and look where we are now!" He smiled widely, still hardly believing that they went from people who weren't too fond of each other, to madly in love and living together. "You're so hardheaded, boo. If it's a mum, you two can gossip about everyday life, doesn't that sound appealing?"
"Of course I am…." Louis’ eyes darted back up to the older males, "it’s Gabe, right?"
"Seems all you've learned is my name." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Care to repeat what I was just talking to you about?"
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Evan was quick to wrap his arms around the older male, another gasp falling from his lips. He didn’t understand why the attack was coming back, it just confused him. “I-I don’t f-feel o-okay.” Evan whimpered as he buried his face in his boyfriends chest, hugging his shaking body closer to Chris’. He let out a choked sob before he took a deep breath, his eyes falling shut as he listened to the others words. “Br-Breathe together.” He mumbled quietly, his voice cracking towards the end. He turned his focus to Chris’ breathing, hearing how even it was instead of Evan’s uneven and jagged breathing. He took another deep breath as he held himself closer, a few more tears falling.
"I know you don't, love, I know." He whispered sadly, knowing that one day the two of them were going to have to sit down and talk about what was causing them so they could both work on ways to help them become less and less until he didn't have them at all or just had them very rarely. "You'll get through this, though. Just don't forget that. This isn't going to be the end of you, you'll get through it." He soothed, running the tips of his fingers along the others back while making sure to keep him secure in his arms. "Just breathe with me, lovely. Try and match my breathing." He whispered in his ear, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. "This is just your body trying to tell you that you're in danger, even when there is none. If you want, you can even say in your head that 'I know you're trying to protect me but there is no danger here, we're over-reacting and it's time to breathe normally again.' if you think it'll help, baby." It killed him that he still wasn't entirely sure what methods to use on Evan to make them go away quicker.
"Nah, I don’t deserve all that. Not at all. If anyone deserves it, then it’s you, babe," he told him, smiling softly. "No, no, no — I keep you around because I love you, you silly goose," he said, chuckling and leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek. "I’m going to try, I promise — I’m going to try to get myself to believe that it isn’t my fault," Louis said quietly, nodding his head and holding onto him tightly with fragile arms. "I don’t want more friends,” he whimpered, hiding his face in his chest and letting out a shaky sigh. He hated going out and talking to people with a passion. He hated people with a passion — and he didn’t see what was so unhealthy about staying around someone you’re in love with, someone who makes you happy.
"You and Rosie give me all that I need, my love." He replied, lightly spinning them around, making sure to keep a firm hold on the smaller male so he didn't go tumbling out of his arms. "Thanks for the reassurance, babe. Between you and me... I keep you around for the exact same reason." He snickered, leaning forward to press a kiss to both corners of his mouth before pressing another on his lips briefly. "Lou, if you don't have friends, how are we going to be able to send Rosie away on play dates? We have to be friendly with her friends parents you know."
”Having siblings is shitty when they hate you,” he said quietly, risking a hesitant sideways glance to the other. He wasn’t exaggerating in the slightest unfortunately, everyone in his family despised him for what he had done while living. “Ah, yes, I use cheek to numb the pain. And what game are we playing then? What are the rules?” Theodore murmured, turning to face the taller with a light smirk on his lips too.
Theodore frowned, lips turned down as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't believe they'd actually hate you. You're blood. I believe they love you unconditionally, even if they don't outwardly show it." He shrugged, bringing his hand up to run through his curls, almost not believing that he was actually making plans to suck a guys dick in a library. "Well... I'll have to think about it for a moment."
"I’m sure at least one of them know somethings up.” He replied. “Mine already know about us,” he blushed lightly. “Couldn’t help but brag about my gorgeously handsome boyfriend,” He grinned, picking up his fork and pushed his food around. “True,” he nodded. “But just because you’re, we’re, gay doesn’t mean we don’t deserve the same privacy as Liam and Louis do..” he protested, looking up at him. A small frown on his lips at the mention of his ex. “I still don’t feel any better…” he mumbled.
"Probably Louis. He seems to know just about everything about me, without me even mentioning a word to 'em." Zayn looked scandalized, lightly reaching over to slap at Cayden's hand. "Don't, you'll make me blush, you scamp. I do hope they approve of me, though." He couldn't help but feel a little insecure about how Cayden's own friends would feel about him, even though he shouldn't be. "I know that, but the media doesn't give a shit." Sighing softly, he squeezed Cayden's slightly larger hands and looked to his face, eyebrows knit together slightly. "Let's just enjoy our night, yeah? We can continue this conversation tomorrow."
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“No, I know that, but they never said anything sweet like that to me before either — when I used to be friends with literally everyone that I knew. We were all nice to each other and all, but I never dated anyone, and no one ever really said anything so sweet to me. I’m just really glad to have you, y’know?” he said quietly, holding onto him tightly and tilting his head to the side a bit to give him more room as he felt him pressing his lips against the exposed skin of his neck. “I hope so,” he said softly, nodding his head. “I know that I can’t stay the same, but I still don’t think they’d be proud of this. I just don’t,” Louis told him quietly. “I don’t care about all those other people though… I just want you,” he said with a sigh.
"Well, that's just rubbish! You deserve all the love and attention that the world can give. Actually, you deserve more in my opinion." Theo smirked slightly. "Oh, I see. You keep me around for all the compliments I give, eh?" He teased lightly, obviously not meaning it seriously. "I'll help you get through it. You'll never forget it, and you shouldn't, but you need to get it through your head that it's never been your fault that it happened." He moved the others fringe away from his forehead, keeping his other arm firmly under his bum to hold him up. "We'll just have to agree to disagree, I suppose." He murmured softly. "Baby, it's not healthy to only be around your signifiant other. You should get out and find some friends to care about too, really."
"—What? What is it?"
"S'nothing."
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Evan blinked when Chris came into his room, just to make sure he was actually there and possibly to try and get the tears out of his eyes, which hadn’t really worked. The blonde slowly sat up as he looked up at his boyfriend, letting out a weak “H-Hey.” He hated how small he felt at the moment. He didn’t like how he acted like such a child sometimes, especially in moments like this. He felt his breathing pick up again and his eyes fill with more tears, soft gasps falling from his mouth. “H-Hold m-me, pl-please?” He asked once he got a full breath, looking up at the boy with wide eyes.
Chris' heart broke into a hundred pieces at how small and fragile his younger boyfriend looked, since normally it was the exact opposite. When the attacks weren't ruling his life, he seemed large and strong. He felt his own eyes fill with tears at the sight, hardly being able to handle seeing his boyfriend so broken and knowing that there wasn't much he could do about it. "Of course, love." He quickly replied before quickly heading to the other and wrapping his smaller body around Evan's, trying his best to shield him from the world and make him feel as safe as possible. "You're okay, baby, I promise you're okay." He soothed, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. "We're going to breathe together, yeah? If it scares you too much to focus on your own, focus on my breathing."
He nodded. “We’ve been together for a while. I think the lads as well as your family should know,” he whispered, biting on his lip. “I’m 150 percent sure, handsome,” he grinned, pecking his lips. “Lou and El hide theirs…” He trailed off. “So do Li and Sophia,” he added, looking across the table at him. “I ruined dinner…”
Zayn couldn't stop the large smile that formed on his features if he tried. "That makes me so happy, baby. I don't care if we come out to the world, just as long as those close to us know, that's all that truly matters to me." Letting his eyes roll practically into the back of his head he shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest. "Louis and Eleanor don't hide their relationship in the slightest, though, I will agree with you on Liam and Sophia." He paused. "But that's different. They're not gay men living in a world where people still disapprove of homosexuality. Others still want me back with Perrie and that ended years ago." Zayn shook his head for a second time, reaching across the table and taking the others hands in his own. "You didn't. I'm honestly glad we talked about it."
"Just… just don’t — please?”
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"—Please don’t worry about it."
"How can I not?"
“We should tell them,” he whispered. “They should know,” he mumbled, letting out a small sigh. “I want the whole world to know. I just don’t want our whole relationship out in the open. I want a normal relationship, with my extremely famous boyfriend.” He explained, looking at him. “I never said I thought you settled for me, Zayn. I know you didn’t. But no one else is going to see it that way, and that’s gonna crush me.”
"Yeah? Are you one hundred percent sure?" He asked, wanting him to be positive on coming out to his family and the lads. "I understand. I do. We don't have to come out to the public, because once we're out, there's honestly not any way to hide it or to get people to not talk about it." He let out a humorless laugh. "If only it were possible." He then nodded softly, glad that Cayden didn't actually believe what he was thinking, because it wasn't the case at all. "I understand." He pressed a final kiss to Cayden's forehead before stepping back and going to sit in his own chair. "You didn't ruin the night, and I still plan on making my second surprise for you amazing."
"I still snapped at you, and I shouldn’t have. I should have just politely asked you not to touch me there, but I went all berserk," he said with a sigh.
"It's okay." He assured softly.