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Harry had just returned from his usual run to find the usual spaces empty, noises strangely coming from above.
Louis was in their attic sitting on the floor with open boxes all around him. He was feeling nostalgic, not something that happened often.
"Going down memory lane?" he asked as he approached the littered floor.
Louis lifted his head and looked at him, a mix of sadness and happiness in his eyes.
"Today is the day" was all he said.
Harry looked back at the boxes confused, had he missed an anniversary? Impossible, he was the one to always remember all of them. Except that one year, he forgot then, and Louis has swooped in and won their surprise competition. Harry had vowed not to let that happen again.
He looked at the boxes again, trying to remember what he could have forgotten. The one near him, filled with props and little dresses, clued him in.
He felt that same sadness he saw in Louis' eyes pervade him.
"Oh, it's the day" how could he have forgotten?
It's been years, granted, but those two little bears had been one of the few joys that carried them through one of the toughest years in their careers.
They had brought them laughs, united them more as a couple and as a band, gave them an outlet for their feelings, gave them a voice.
And today the phone number they had set up for them, the little connection they felt they needed with their fans, was gonna be deactivated. The last thread to that moment of their lives, gone.
Harry sat down beside his husband. The bears had meant a lot to both of them, but they were Louis' brainchild. He was the one out of them both who thrived the most with the connection to their fans. He always had an ingenious, devious, mind and he had put all his efforts into those little bears.
It was a different time then. When they had tried with all their might to break free from the shackles of their closet. When all they were thinking about was being able to hold each other hands in front of everyone and kiss without fear of being outed and lose all they had worked for. Their fans knew, they were watching so they had found the only way to tell the truth without speaking a word.
What a time it had been.
They had changed after, time and circumstances taught them there was a different way, one that suited them better in the long run, one that made their anxiety lessen. But they missed it sometimes, the madness of those times. Louis most of all.
"Look at this, do you remember making it?" Louis passed him an album full of photos. It made him smile.
"Of course I remember, I burned my fingers with the hot glue to stick all the decorations! And to accessorize the bears too" he flipped page after page of the decoupaged album, 3D flowers and rainbows making the pages heavy and bulky. He had been so proud of it.
"We were really crazy back then, i can't believe some of the shit we came up with" Louis sad with awe in his voice.
Harry too smiled bigger as the memories came flooding back.
"We were young, we were fearless" he said.
"Not exactly fearless" Louis responded sadly.
Harry put the album down to grab his face.
"We were fighting and we did it together. Look at all this Louis- he gestured at the boxes -we might have been scared, we might have let them get away with more than they should have, but we fought. Against all odds we fought and we're still here. After 13 years, we're still here loving each other. So yeah, we were fearless cause we didn't let fear beat us down. We still don't" Louis kissed him fiercely, bringing back happiness in his chest and a smile on both their faces.
"I love you, you know?" he whispered on Harry's lips.
"I know" he Han Soloed him making him laugh loud.
They spent the day going through memories, checking the mood of the fandom and taking silly photos with the bears. They kept them in the study still, sometimes they would even dress them up for some event, like holidays or news they wanted to share with each other.
It might have been the true end of an era, but their story was never gonna be over.
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“Why am I not where Louis is” - me @ every show day
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