Dedication; @Zayns_Zaby for all the love and Support!❤ I'd have never had enough in me to be the person I am today without you my bitch! I love you so fooking much! Stay bitchy😘❤

Harry is 16 year old human in this story while Louis is 24 year old human looking but actually 3 thousand years old demon.

..........

That stupid stupid stupid pathetic bitch! Who does she thinks she is? Humiliating me infront of the whole school and laughing on me like I am some pathetic joke?! I hate her! I've never hated anyone but I fucking hate her!!!

Harry was walking alone soaking in the rain with tear stains on his cheeks in a dark night at about 3 am in the city of London. He'd just been bullied by this bitch whose been on Harry's back since the 4th grade. Harry hates her. She outed Harry infront of the whole school and laughed at his face and called him a Faggot.

Alot of people had stared at him in shock, others laughed at him and told him to kill himself while some were disgusted and angry.

Harry cried and cried till his tears ran out. Harry was just 16 and closeted gay outside his home till tonight. His mum and sister were the only people he called his Family and they knew about his sexual preferences since he was 12. It wasn't much of a shock to them and they supported him with all their hearts and soul.

The only reason he didn't want to come out at school was because of people's judgement. He'd always wanted to be one of those people who don't care about what others think about them and did whatever they wanted but the sad part is that he isn't. He isn't like that at all. He can't stop worrying about people judging him and making fun of him. He's always been a people's pleaser and overly nice to every living creature even if it was an ant or a tall tree, he'd care about everything the same way he cared about other humans.

But apparently some people find it annoying and don't like the fact that he's so nice and can easily win anyone's heart in a split second so that's the reason when he went to Briana's party she outed him and showed videos how he'd gone out with a guy from another school who happened to be her cousin Nick. To say Harry felt heartbroken was an understatement. He was completely shatered. The first date and first kiss he has ever shared with a person was just a prank and Harry had always been the cheesy romantic ones who believed that their firsts were supposed to be special.

But apparently that's not the case. So he ran. He ran from the party like he'd never run before and now he was in the part of London he had no idea about. He's never been here but he couldn't care less. He felt so useless and embarrassed that he wouldn't mind if someone just walked up to him and slit his throat. He felt like his existence didn't matter anymore and home was the only place he dared not go too afraid to face his mum and Sister in such a broken state.

He kept walking, his legs now shaking from the cold since he's completely soaked from head to toe. He kept his head down, shoulders slouched and walked shakely, legs threatening to give out any moment now.

Suddenly he heard a sound and a very weird one at that. It was distant and sounded like a weak choked sob but may be he's just imagining things. He shrugged and continued walking until he heard it again, this time it seemed more clear yet strangled. He stopped in his tracks waiting to hear it again and after about 3 seconds he did. He heard it coming from a small alley between two tall buildings to his left.

He kept standing there contemplating on what to do. There could be anything in there, a person having a heartattack, someone getting raped, someone having sex, Santa Clause getting high, anything at all. His heart started beating at such a fast pace that it's beating in his ears were the only thing ge could hear now instead of the roars of thunder and the pitter patter of Raindrops.

He couldn't stop himself to walk away and he found himself walking into the alley. Now he's probably the most stupidest person on planet earth right now but he didn't care anymore. He's going to do whatever the fuck he feels like even if it leads him to getting killed or gang raped in an Alley.

But when his eyes fell on what was the actual source of the sound, it was something he never could've guessed or expected at all. He can't believe his eyes and blinks continuously to make sure what he's seeing isn't a factor of his own imagination.

He sees a man in his mid-thirties conered up by another humanoid creature with Dark Ravern wings with outline of Bloodred feathers. The humanoid mystical creature has his long teeth sunk in the neck of the man and if drinking his blood. His back is towards Harry and all he can see is the feathery brown hair of the creature and it's gorgeous wings which are dragging behind him clearly extremely strong and big for the creature.

Now normally Harry would feel bad for the man but he doesn't for some reason, may be it's because he's too broken to bring himself to care or that he's taken a liking towards the Mystical creature infront of him sucking and biting harshly at the man's neck which looks far from anything pleasurable.

Harry finds himself getting close to them to have a better look at the creature when he mistakenly kicks a trashcan which makes the unpleasant sound echo through the alley making Harry wince. The creature turn around leaves the now dead man and in the blink of an eye is standing so close to Harry that he can feel the creatures breath on his lips.

Harry is being pushed into the wall of the building behind him and the creature staring intensely into Harry's green orbs. Harry gulps not because he's afraid the creature might kill him but because he feels overahelmed by the closeness of such a gorgeous being that Harry still knows nothing about. The creature's eyes are completely pitch black with not even a hint of white and lips are red with blood which is trailing down from the corner of his mouth down his chin.

The creature has heavenly cheekbones almost makes Harry wonder how he's even real and he has feathery caramel hair made up in a quiff. He looks so mesmerizing unlike everything Harry looks right now.

Harry still has tear stains on his cheeks with wet hair making them look straight unlike his usual curly locks. His clothes are completely soaked and his nose is stuffy with his lips swollen a bit due to him wiping his face countless times. And his whole face is completely flushed and feels swollen as well. His legs are stil shakey hurting as well and he feels selfconcious with the intense stare tye creatureis giving him.

He looks back into the creature's eyes waiting for him to do anything but when he doesn't do anything but stare at Harry for 10 minutes or more Harry sighs and touches the creature's cheekbones with his right hand. The creature looks taken aback with wide eyes but he quickly recovers and smacks Harry hand away to which Harry frowns because the creature's skin is so soft and heavenly, Harry can't imagine how he'd lived all these years without touching him.

The creature presses Harry harshly further against the wall making Harry wince in pain and discomfort. He smack the creature's hands on his shoulders making the creature gape at Harry. The creature then does what Harry had never expected but this night seems to be full of surprises on Harry's part because before he can comprehend what's happening the creature has him pinned against the wall with their lips attached to eachother and instantly making Harry respond by kissing him back with everything he has despite the taste of the deadman's blood on the creature's tongue and lips.

He's still a bit inexperienced since he only had his first kiss and this creature would make his second one and he nervously kisses hoping the creature doesn't notices and likes Harry kissing him the same way Harry is liking kissing the creature but ofcourse the creature notices and pulls back.

His eyes open but this time instead of pitch black darkness, scorching sapphire orbs stare into his own emerald ones.

"Haven't done this before have you?" The creature speaks smirking. His voice is high pitched yet a but raspy deep and oh-so-heavenly and almost makes Harry come there and then.

"N-no" Harry looks down and sheepishly replys because he's only shared a quick kiss nothing like this. This was a proper snog and Harry was completely inexperienced in this field.

The creature grins and cups Harry's cheeks looking intensly into Harry's eyes for while but then his demeanour suddenly changes. He isn't smiling now instead he's looking at Harry as if he was prey to him and smirks.

"Me name's Louis! Memorize it! You'll be screaming it later!"

"O-kay!" Harry replys shakely. Suddenly Harry's long weak legs give out and he collapses onto the floor only to be caught midway by Louis who doesn't look fazed by holding Harry's whole body weight.

"Why are you so people so weak?" Louis grimces and Harry finds it a bit offensive towards his kind so he scoffs.

"Well sorry for us not having inhuman strength and big wings to help us support our weak selves!" He glares at Louis making the Mystical creature chuckle lightly.

"You're nothing like I've ever come across in all my life! You just saw me drinking the life out of your own kind yet you're not afraid for yourself?" Louis raises his eyebrow to which Harry simply shrugs.

"So you're not at all fazed by the fact that I might kill you right now in a disgusting Alley beside trashcans and a disgusting old dead man?" Louis asks interest evident in his tone.

Harry lightly runs his hand across Louis cheeks and smiles. "No".

"You're the first one then!" Louis says jokingly but the word first makes Harry freeze and stiffen. He feels like the whole world crashing onto him and he shaters into pieces all over again. The night's earlier event play in his mind again and he can't help with the choked sob that escapes his lips.

He wraps his arms around Louis who is still holding him due to Harry being unable to stand up at all. Harry expects Louis to push him away and kill him right there and then but what he doesn't expects is for Louis to wrap his arms more firmly around Harry and lifting him up bridal style and fly into the now moist air since the rain had now stopped.

Harry feels light headed, still sobbing into Louis shirt yet his whole body tingly with the feeling of Louis being so close to him and him flying. Flying! He's actually flying! He's always wanted to fly. It had always mesmerized him, the idea of being able to fly and now that he's actually being able to fly with Louis he feels his heart swell up with a sudden feeling he's never felt before. He's not crying anymore out of misery he's crying out of sheer joy of being completely overwhelmed by everything that has happened.

"W-where a-are we g-going Lou-is?" He asks between sobs.

"You know you never did tell me your name human!" Louis completely ignores Harry question but he can't bring himself to mind.

Harry just nuzzles further into Louis' neck and sighs in the heavenly scent of the gorgeous mystical creature.

"H-harry. M-my name 's Harry" Harry offers a little smile his tears long gone by now. They are now above the thick blanket of the clouds and everything looks so perfect yet he still can't keep his eyes off of Louis.

Louis then makes eye contact with Harry and smirks. He suddenly let's go off Harry and Harry's arms aren't enough to keep him attached to Louis so he falls. He fall fast and hard. He passes the tick layer of clouds and finally sees that he is heading straight towards a building's roof which has an antenna that'll probably cut Harry open and kill him for good. Harry understands now Louis didn't want him at all. He just wanted to kill Harry and wanted to beg for his life to Louis which he won't because it's just better to die than for Harry to please Louis.

Harry doesn't scream or cry, he just closes his eyes and waits for the unbearable pain of death to elope him however it never comes. Harry's body never makes contact with the building's antenna. Strong arms are wrapped around his waist and he tilts his head to see Louis looking at him in wonder. Probably thinking why Harry didn't cry or beg for his life.

Harry can't take it anymore and he just holds Louis by placing both his hands on his cheeks and kisses him passionately giving Louis all he has to offer and Louis can't help but smile into the kiss.

They kiss passionately, tongues overlapping eachother, fighting for dominance which obviously Louis won since he seemed more experienced than Harry. The thought made Harry frown which was Louis obviously able to notice.

Louis pulled away and looked into Harry eyes. "What's wrong princess?"

PrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincessPrincess! Louis called me princess! That's all that ran through Harry's mind and he didn't even answer Louis' question which seemed to not be pleased and held Harry with one arm while the other arm reached up and help Harry's little delicate face rather harshly by the chin.

Louis glared at Harry. "Answer me!" His tone was stern sending shivers down Harry's spine yet oddly good kind of shivers.

Harry then cupped Louis face with his hands and looked deeply into Louis' eyes smiling sadly. "Do you really like me? Or are you also using me for my body or some dare or prank?"

Louis scowled at the thought of someone using his princess. He then remembered Harry's tear stained cheeks and the look of misery in his eyes which made him Completely Utterly Furious. He held Harry tightly against himself and looked into Harry's gorgeously perfect green orbs still waiting patiently for his answer yet getting less and less hopeful by the passing time.

"If I say no will you still let me fuck you right here, right now?" Louis asked his face completely emotionless unlike how he was from the inside.

"Yes" Harry didn't even take a second to reply not because he didn't care about his first time being special anymore but because he knew that Louis would make it more special than anyone else ever could and that wasn't just because he was a winged dark mystical creature but because he was Louis and Harry knew that. Had he been a normal human just like Harry, he'd still have said yes.

"Then what are you waiting for princess? Kiss me!" Louis said and the thought that Louis didn't like him made Harry frown but he kissed him nonetheless ignoring the painful pang in heart because of Louis not so subtle rejection.

Louis then pulled back from the heated kiss and attached himself to Harry's neck. He kissed up and down the milky skin, nibbling and sucking on it occasionally loving the taste of Harry's sweet blood and the changing colour of his milky skin to red. He might've done it a bit too harshly but he isn't the one to complain and judging from the moans he was receiving from Harry, he wasn't either.

He pulled back to glance at Harry's now completely wrecked neck filled with bruises and bitemarks and grinned victoriously on his self-created masterpiece. He tugged at the hem of Harry's shirt with his only free hand as the other was holding Harry keeping him from falling and smirked. "Too many clothes princess"

Harry nodded and pulled his shirt over his head quickly. He didn't know where to put it since they were above the clouds in midair now and he really didn't care either so he threw it and the shirt fell and disappeared in the thick blanket of clouds.

Harry went in to kiss Louis' neck now and ran his tongue all over Louis neck to his well defined colar bones. Harry then kept kissing up and down Louis' neck and tugged at Louis shirt while looking at Louis watching for any signs negligence. When he didn't see any he pulled Louis' shirt off and threw it away as well. How he had managed to take off Louis' shirt without them falling was a mystery to his ownself not that he's complaining though.

He was going to reattach himself to Louis neck when he saw it all over Louis' chest. He touched Louis' back to discover it was no different from his chest either. He felt tears sting his eyes thinking about the pain Louis would've been. He didn't understand what Louis did to deserve this much pain. Harry started to sob against Louis chest, touching every part of skin he could reach which was filled with long angry deep scars.

Harry wanted nothing but to take away Louis pain and those fucking marks which were painted all over Louis chest and back. Louis didn't understand the sudden mood change and lifted Harry's face to meet his eyes by the chin gently. "What's wrong princess?"

"I......How.... H-how could they d-do this to y-you?" Harry said between sobs and Louis' eyes widened suddenly and he looked at Harry with pure astonishment and another emotion Harry couldn't yet put his finger on.

"You can see them?" Louis asked in a low voice as if it was some secret.

"How can I not? They are all over you Louis! Oh god! It must've hurt you so much! I can't even!" Harry sobbed even harder while Louis wrapped his hands atound Harry sighing softly and holding Harry gently.

"Never in a million years did I think you'll make a human my soulmate!" Louis said looking upwards. Harry didn't understand. What was Louis talking about? His soulmate? Then Louis looked into Harry's confused eyes and smiled. "You're still hard love. Want me fuck you?"

A new wave of Arousal hit Harry and he nodded violently which gave away his eagerness and made Louis chuckle. "Fuck yes Lou! Want you to wreck me. Want you to forget about your pain and be good for you. Want you so bad Lou!" Harry moaned making Louis moan with him at Harry's eagerness and attempt at dirty talk which was horrible but still turned Louis on in more ways than imaginable.

"Then better get started working on me and your pants princess. Don't wanna waste anymore time" Louis replied smile never leaving his face. Louis didn't even bother to mention that Harry called him Lou instead of Louis infact he actually liked it. Harry nodded and unbuttoned Louis pants pushing them down then worked on his own pants and took them off only to remember he was wearing panties not his boxers which made almost Louis come then and there and Harry to blush profusely due to his likeness towards Women Lingerie.

Louis groaned in Harry's ear and bit it harshly. His free hand running up and down Harry's milky white thighs. "Fuck! So hot princess just for me. Making me so hard wearing those sinfully gorgeous panties." Louis groaned again and rutted his hips up brushing both their erections together making them both gasp and moan at the same time.

"Lou please!" Harry moaned against the crook of Louis' neck.

"As you wish princess!" Louis pushed three fingers into Harry's perfect pulp mouth and ordered; "Suck princess!"

Harry sucked on Louis' fingers as though his life depended on it and Louis bit his own lips to supress a loud moan from the back of his throat yet not availing at all. He couldn't help but imagine how perfect Harry's sinful lips will look wrapped around Louis sucking like he was sucking Louis' fingers right now but this wasn't the time for that.

He pulled his fingers out of Harry's mouth and took off Harry's panties without warning in one swift motion making Harry shiver and gasp at the same time.

Louis gently placed his fingers over Harry's entrance softly touching it making Harry gasp more and hold Louis tightly close to himself. Harry's legs are now wrapped around Louis' waist and his head is placed on the crook of Louis neck. "Tell me Harry has anyone ever touched you like this?"

"N-no" Harry says shakely making Louis smirk proudly.

Louis then pushed a finger inside Harry making him hiss and bite Louis neck for the first time. The tightness of Harry's warmth and Harry wrapped around him and Harry biting him makes Louis moan louder than he has ever in the last 3 thousand years of his life.

"L-lou hurts!" Harry says against Louis' neck which is now slightly damp because of Harry's tears Louis assumes.

"Shush princess it'll be better I promise ok?" Louis says and begins thrusting his finger slowly into Harry making him squirm and rut against Louis'.

"L-lou feels funny" Harry says and slightly bouces to gain more friction making the finger go deeper inside him and touching a particular bundle of nerves making Harry moan and gasp at the same time and the wave of pleasure washes over him. "Ah! L-lou m-more" Harry says after riding Louis' finger for a while making Louis watch him in a mixture of lust, need, pleasure, and a bit of Love. Only a bit though.

Louis then shoves not-so-carefully another finger into Harry's warm tightness and without waiting for Harry to adjust starts thrusting into him making the younger lad squirm and moan in against him. He inscissors his fingers and starts opening Harry up earning delicious moans from the emerald eyed lad.

After five minutes of Harry practically riding Louis' four fingers Louis gets restless and decides it's enough to prep Harry for himself. He takes out his fingers earning a whine and a whimper from the younger lad.

Louis is quick to discard his own boxers now and then brings his palm to Harry's mouth. "Spit" Louis orders.

While Harry looks at him in confusion. "Why?" He says with eyebrows knotted together.

Louis scoffs. "So that I don't hurt you by going in dry unless you want that kind of pain."

Harry's eyes widen as he blushes profusely. "You're going to cover your willy with my spit to lubricate it?"

"Yes" Louis says getting irritated now.

"Then let me?" Harry asks unsurely. He spits on his own hand and asks; "Can I Lou?" To which Louis nods almost as voilently as Harry had not so long ago.

Harrt wraps his abnormally massive hands around Louis and Louis moans so loud he thinks he'll loose his voice if he moaned any louder. Harry slicks him up slowly running his hands all over Louis' length so lightly as if afraid it'll break. He looks into Louis eyes after a while. "Is this enough?"

Louis nods completely lost for words now and lifts Harry up placing his hands on Louis shoulder and guiding Harry's entrance over his length. He looks into Harry's eyes and sees worry so he stops right there and then not caring about his need for release and he cups face with one hand resting it on Harry's cheek. "Do you still want this? It'll be painful princess. I don't want to hurt you."

Harry shakes his head. "I don't want you Lou!" He states making Louis want to curl in on himself and cry like a baby but the Harry looks deeply meaningfully into Louis now dark blue orbs with hints of black and says; "I need you Lou. God! So so bad. You've no idea!" Harry moans, fucking moans! And then places his head back against Louis' neck and kisses him there.

So Louis doesn't think twice before slamming into Harry going all the way without a stutter or a pause earning a loud gasp and wince from Harry.

He waits there, balls deep inside of Harry, for Harry to get used to the feeling and for himself to get used to the overwhelming hot tightness of Harry surrounding him.

"Lou?" Harry asks after a while.

"Hmm?" Louis hums in question.

"Can you move? I don't want it to hurt so much!" Harry says sheepishly with a warm blush coating his skin making it warmth spread against Louis' skin.

Louis smiles and takes his full length out of Harry making him wince and then slams back into Harry's warmness making him moan along with Louis. Louis continues his actions keeping a slow pace until Harry screams; "AHHH LOU!!! HARDER LOU PLEASE!!! HARDER!!! FUCK LOU!!"

And so Louis does. He picks up his speed thrusting into Harry harder and Faster. Harry let's out an extremely loud scream when Louis hits his prostate making the older lad smirk. Louis then makes sure to hit that particular spot with every thrust each harder than the last earning loud moans and 'uh uh uh uh uh's from Harry.

Louis then groans as he feels Harry clench around him. "So good. So tight princess. So good for me." Louis says into Harry's ear before biting, sucking and licking on it making Harry's moans even louder.

Louis thinks Harry is the Loudest person he's ever fucked and the thought turns him on even more. "F-fuck y-yes Lou! Ahhh!! I-I... L-lou I can't w-wait any l-longer"

Louis heart swells because even in a situation like this when they are fucking in mid air which is Harry's first time, Harry still asks Louis for his permission. Louis smiles his eyes crinkling and says while rubbing Harry's thighs with a light soft touch; "Come for me princess. Come for me!"

And Harry comes in split second painting Louis and Harry's stomachs white with a Loud "Ahhhhh". Harry's eyes scrunch up closing tightly as his orgasm washes over him and his jaw goes slack and his thighs start to shake due to the overload of such pleasure. Harry clenches around Louis sending him over the edge as he comes inside of Harry with a loud groan.

Harry has never felt so complete so filled up in his entire life. He is still shaking from the aftershocks of his orgasm and Louis is still inside him and touching Harry all over and Louis' come is dripping from his hole running through all of his thighs and down his knees and his head is rested against the crook of Louis's neck. Everything is LouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouisLouis and Harry can't help but giggle because of his overwhelming joy.

Louis smiles at Harry's cute giggle and pulls out of Harry making him wince. Then Louis touches Harry's now completely wrecked and abused hole making the younger lad shiver due to sensitivity. "Fuck princess! so pretty just comin from my cock! Look at you all wrecked up because of me"

"For you Lou!" Harry smiles tiredly against Louis' neck.

They both stay like that against eachother for a while, hands still running up and down eachother's flushed skin then Harry lifts his head to meet Louis' eyes, his own emerald eyes sad and teary. "Go ahead now. Do it Lou!"

Louis forrows his eyebrows in confusion. "Do what princess?" His voice is as soft as honey and milk.

"Kill me" Harry says smiling sadly.

"Why would I that?" Louis asks completely dumbfounded now.

"Because you don't like me and just wanted to fuck me. Because I saw you killing that man" Harry says tears runing down his flushed cheeks.

Louis wipes the tears with his fingers and smiles. "Even if that had been true which it's not, 's not enough reason to deprive the world of someone as gorgeous as you princess! Besides why would I kill my own soulmate?"

Harry's eyes widen. "Soulmate?"

Louis nods. "Soulmate. Only our true soulmates can see the scars given to our kind when we're born. It's a sin to give birth to our kind so we are scared for life due to this fact."

Harry stares at Louis completely lost. Louis just sighs. "I know it's alot to take in princess but don't worry I'll help you through it. Besides your first time was with your soulmate so it's not that meaningless." Louis grins.

"How did you?" Harry looks at Louis with shocked eyes.

Louis shrugs. "I'll explain later ok princess?" To which Harry nods. "Now tell me where you live if you don't want to spend the rest of night up here in the cold." Harry giggles and tells Louis the way to his house.

Louis flys to Harry's house and into the only open window which turns out to be Harry's bedroom. He places Harry gently on the bed as if he was afraid the boy would break any moment and walk towards Harry's attached loo. He comes back with a cleaned comefree body and a damp cloth to free Harry's stomach, chest and legs of come too then discards the cloth somewhere and lays down with Harry snuggling closer to him.

He cradles Harry into his arms and chest and instead of pulling up the comforter her wraps his wings around the both of them warming them up and making Harry giddy from all the feelings of loved, cared, happiness, content, safety and comfort wash over him all at once.

**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**

Harry wakes up with the comforter pulled up to his chest and Louis quitely snoring his nose pressed against Harry's chin. Harry doesn't know how or when they ended up in this postion but he isn't the one to complain.

He smiles showing his dimple perfectly first time since last night's party. Harry did smile sadly at Louis last night multiple times but it wasn't his dimple smile.

He kissed Louis' nose, cheeks, temple, eyes, chin and lastly his lips softly with soft feathery touches and run his hand up and down Louis' soft silky back with countless scars, sighing happily.

But then when he finally realised that a part of Louis was missing he panicked. He jolted up from the bed waking Louis up in the process and frantically began to rub his hands continuously up and down Louis back trying everything to somehow magically bring Louis' wings back which weren't there anymore.

He panicked and hugged Louis so tight and began to sob weakly. He began shaking thinking maybe Louis lost his pretty wings because of him and then hiccupped miserably.

"Hey hey princess it's ok. What's wrong love? Did I do something wrong?" Louis asked worrying that maybe Harry didn't liked him or wanted him near himself which was understandable considering the monster he was.

To his relief Harry shook his head and said shakely; "Y-your wings L-lou! T-they are g-gone! D-did I d-do i-it? I-is it b-because of M-me?" Harry said looking into Louis' mesmerizing blue orbs with so much worry and love and guilt.

Louis sighed and smiled then shook his head. He cupped Harry's soft lovely face with his both hands before speaking; "No love. I still have them. You didn't do anything relax." Harry looked confused again so Louis sighed thinking how much he has to teach Harry. "Watch closely!" He gave Harry a pointed look and turned around.

Suddenly Harry saw Louis' skin breaking and blood red light seeping through his skin. The skin opened into two long slits and out came Louis' magnificent wings in their full glory spreading as wide as the lenght of Harry's whole room yet they still weren't even fully open.

Relief flushed all over Harry and he Smiled widely, his dimple smile, which made Louis let out a choked up sound when he turned around to look at Harry.

"Are you fucking me Haz?" Louis said in disbelief.

"What?" Harry asked his eyes widening panic suddenly taking over him which went away as soon as Louis spoke.

"You were already perfect and then you add your fucking dimples to that? You're too Perfect for me princess. I can't even believe it!" Harry smiles even wider than before and Louis pokes Harry's dimple himself grining like an idiot.

Louis' wings fold back into his skin and the slits heal in less than 5 seconds making Harry awe and grin at the same time.

And if Louis only wore Harry's clothes for the next 8 monthes because he loved the homey inviting scent of Harry seeping from it no-one has to know about it.

So what if they were both of the same gender or of completely different spieces or of a great age gap or of completely opposite in nature from the other or none knew anything about the other except for first names?! All that matters is that they loved eachother and were soulmates and that was enough for them to be together in each other's warmth and love for eternity and after.

-The End!❤