#bright90

[alarrytale]

Hidden in Plain Sight

by Bright90 on A03

Chapters: 2/2

Words: 35k

Summary

Harry rolled his eyes, though the smirk was fully there now. “Come on, Liam. Let’s find another room—this one’s already overcrowded with desperation."

Louis’s eyes flew wide, a biting retort already at his lips, but Niall squeezed his hand under the table in warning. HR didn’t need another incident report with Louis’s name on it.

Liam shot Louis an apologetic look before following Harry out, the door clicking shut behind them.

“God,” Louis muttered immediately, “no wonder he’s alone. Who would ever want to touch that?”

“Pretty sure he’s fucked half the people from Apple in the next building,” Zayn supplied dryly.

“Poor things,” Louis said, sweeping his hair back with exaggerated pity. “I’ll send them bouquets. For their loss.”

Niall burst into loud laughter, and Louis finally felt the knot of irritation in his chest loosen. Nothing cheered him up like a perfectly timed jab at Harry Styles.

Or - Louis has a plan: find his mate, secure his future, and avoid distractions at all costs. Step one: stay as far away from Harry Styles as humanly possible. Step two… somehow involves tripping over Harry, accidentally kissing him, and realizing that “avoiding” him is basically impossible. Oops.

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Marked Safe in You

Bright90

“They send the omega now?” Harry muttered, dripping disdain.

“Louis Tomlinson,” Louis replied cheerfully, stepping closer to the bed. “Not the omega, thanks. I’m just Louis. You’re not the alpha, are you?”

“I can be the alpha if you insist,” Harry shot back curtly.

Louis raised a brow. “What are you, a savage? Our parents gave us names for a reason. If you’re feral, I’ll just let you loose in the wild and save everyone the trouble.”

That earned him a startled look. “Are you even allowed to speak to patients like that?”

Or- Louis Tomlinson is a sassy omega nurse at OneHeart Amputee Rehabilitation Center. He doesn’t do hand-holding or pity parties—he drags his patients back to life whether they like it or not.

Harry Styles is a soldier who jumped on a grenade and lived, but came out scarred, stubborn, and determined not to be helped.

In the wreckage of war, through insults, banter, and the slow stitching-together of trust, they find something neither expected: love.

Or- One of them is going to break first. (Spoiler: it’s not Louis.)

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You make it easy

Bright90

“How are you real?” he asked before thinking. Harry blinked, then smiled, a little softer this time. “I’m not. I’m a figment of your reality TV-induced hallucinations. I disappear after the finale.” Louis shook his head, grinning. “Great. Now I’m stuck flirting with a ghost in a red speedo.” “Technically,” Harry said, eyes sparkling, “they’re shorts. Barely.” Louis licked his lips, leaned back with a smirk. “Barely is generous. I’ve seen napkins cover more.” “You’re staring an awful lot for someone who’s supposedly offended.” “Oh, I never said I was offended,” Louis shot back. “Just observing. Purely scientific.” “Well,” Harry said, nudging Louis’s knee with his, casual but not accidental, “keep observing. I like the way you look at me.” Louis swallowed. Fuck. Or- Louis never planned to propose on a reality TV show. Hell, he didn’t even plan to be on one. But somehow, his boyfriend Matt thought "The Ultimatum: Queer Love" was the perfect place to force a life decision on national streaming. Then Harry enters—the ultimate plot twist. Spoiler alert: Things get messy. And very, very gay.