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MOMRRY FIC 16 🤍🧸
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I Spy Baby
by Anonymous
“Wait, Lou. I have a penlight.”
“A what?”
“A penlight. You know, a pen with a small flashlight on it.”
She could feel heat rising on her wet face. ”I know what a fucking penlight is?”
“Well, I just thought it would be safer if we used a penlight instead of your lighter in this place. Something might catch fire, you know.” She says this matter of factly.
Louis closes her eyes as she counts from one to five. “Okay, you’re right. It’s better to be safe than sorry. Now, use your damn penlight so we don’t trip on some dead person or animal inside here.”
“It would smell if there’s a dead person in here, you know.”
“Oh my god, Harry. Can you..just fucking turn on your damn penlight so we can see where we are going?”
“Geez, you don’t need to shout. I’m practically beside you.”
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Harry and Louis are lost in the woods.
Louis & Harry | Not Rated | 7K words | On AO3
Again, Neal catches Gold and Belle in the act when he goes to spend a little quality time with Gold.
Neal figured he should make sure his father was eating something since he decided to take today off. Being constantly swarmed by people who begged you to help them really wore someone out. He did want to spend some time with his father, get to know him a little better.
The front door of his pink house was unlocked so Neal let himself in. He was not expecting to almost trip over a bra nor was he expecting to find Belle sprawled out on the kitchen counter with his father…when he wanted to make sure his father was eating, he didn’t mean that kind.
Neal tried to leave without being noticed but his hand was firmly clasped over his eyes so naturally he was going to run into something. He ended up tangled around a chair which promptly crashed to the floor. “Sorry, sorry!”
The awkward silence that followed would hang around the three of them for the next week.