A one shot in connection to 'The Spaces Between Us'

A little short Drabble

[Prompt: Brendon has never seen himself in a mirror before, Louis spends an evening describing what he's missing out]

"Louis, does my hair look alright?"Brendon asks one evening, staring at the mirror but seeing nothing but the tiles of the bathroom wall through the reflection. His hands are playing frantically with his styled up hair, feeling a little self conscious that he's unable to see so himself what his appearance is to the public.

Not being able to see his reflection has never once bothered Brendon, he knows that once before he had seen his face, before the transformation had taken place but that was years ago in the past, too far back for Brendon to remember unless he deliberately dug through his thoughts which was painful and not something he liked to experience. He's never bothered about seeing what he looks like, he's bound to be good looking if he has a boyfriend as beautiful as Louis on his arm.

Sometimes, however, Brendon wishes he could see what he looks like. To know if he looks presentable to the public when he's going out at night, if his hair looks over, or id he has a trail of blood running down his chin. And hey, sometimes it wouldn't be a crime to see what exactly he looks like; what the colour his eyes are, or what his nose looks like.

"Hmm?"Louis pokes his head around the corner, hand held mirror in his hands as he plucks at his eyebrows in concentration. Looking up, Louis takes in Brendons appearance of a long sleeved black button down, accompanied with black skinny jeans and dress shoes. His hair his styled up in a quiff, a little lopsided but he makes it work.

"Your hair is fine,"Louis offers his vampire boyfriend a kind smile, going back to looking at his reflection in the smaller mirror. He brings the mirror closer, crossing his eyes a little to make sure that his eyebrows look perfect before pulling it away from his face with a satisfied smile. Brendon has a nice evening planned for the two of them, taking Louis to their favourite restaurant before having a romantic stroll.

"What about my eyebrows?"Brendon asks, suddenly worried about his own eyebrows. Are they bushy? Do they meet in the middle? Does he even have eyebrows? Fuck, what if he has no eyebrows? Why is Louis dating someone without eyebrows?

"Why are you so worried about your eyebrows? Babe, they're fine. You look wonderful, I swear."Louis takes a step into the bathroom, seeing the hand mirror and tweezers onto the bathroom counter as he cups the vampires face with his hands."You look perfect, okay? Stop worrying."

"And what if I don't?"

"Would I lie to you about your appearance?"Louis arches a brow, biting his bottom lip as he stares intensely into Brendons brown eyes.

"Yes,"Brendon replies curtly."You're my Louis, you would let me walk out of here looking like a clown if you could."

"Okay, true. And not a clown, more like with a giant dick on your forehead but that's besides the point."Louis lets out a giggle, and Brendon swears that his love for Louis maximised at just the sound of his laugh and to witness the crinkle by his eyes."What I'm telling you is that you look great, wonderful and you have to stop worrying. Okay?"

"Okay."Brendon nods, his head tipping down so that he can brush his lips against Louis' in a sweet, passionate kiss. The human is humming in approval, keeping his hands cupping Brendons as the vampire leads the kiss. And maybe they're late for their reservation, who cares?

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"Hey! I was watching that!"Brendon is shouting, glaring at his boyfriend who has just switched off the television, tucking the remote control in the waist band of his leggings. Louis is walking around the sofa and towards the window, making sure that the curtains are drawn tightly as he grabs a few items."Okay, so you turn off the television that I'm watching and then clear off, makes perfect sense."

"Shh,"Louis flicks behind Brendons right ear, rounding the sofa so that he was now standing in front of Brendon. The vampire lets out a whine, rubbing at his assaulted ear as he's pushed backwards onto the sofa so that his back is against the back and he has a warm lap full of Louis Tomlinson.

"What are you doing? And in that, I don't mean that I don't want you on my lap, it's a luxury, I just want to know what I've forgotten or done wron-"

"Bren, Honey, calm down."Louis lets out a laugh, pecking Brendons lips thrice to shut the vampire up. Their contrast was unbelievable sometimes, how Louis' body was always warm and Brendons icy cold."It has come to my attention that my boyfriend is becoming a little self conscious on his appearance, simply because he has no idea what he looks like."

"I am not self conscious."Brendon argues.

"As you say."Louis waves it off with a flick of his hand, soothing his other over Brendons shoulder."So with this information, I have decided to describe to you what you look like for the time being. I want my boyfriend to know how handsome he is, and I want him to know every little detail that I love about you."

"Okay..."

"You have brown eyes, and as true as they say it, you never appreciate brown eyes until you've fallen in love with someone with them. They're a beautiful shade of brown when your every emotion but angry, when you're angry your eyes turn red, crimson, and despite the red being for anger I have to admit they're still pretty, and awesome."Louis smiles, kissing Brendons right eyebrow."You have a scar, on your right eyebrow."

"How?"Brendon asks quietly.

"I don't know, but I'm sure it's from an accident before your transition. I always image from a fight, or maybe an accident as a child."Louis' voice carries fondness as he smiles, continuing."You have dark brown hair, and sometimes I have no idea what is going on with your hair, but you make it work. Whatever you do with it, it makes you look good."Louis smiles.

Louis continues, telling Brendon everything about his face, about every piece of his body that he has never seen before in detail, with a story. The vampire sits back and lets Louis poke at his face, kiss certain parts and whisper his favourite things about Brendons eyes, from the way they seem to bright up whenever Louis walks in the room, to the way Brendons hair flops all over the place after a night of fun.

"I sound handsome."The vampire can't help but to smirk up at his boyfriend who continues to straddle his lap. Louis runs his fingers over Brendons neck, blushing and grinning.

"You are."He nods in agreement, leaning forward so he can brush his lips against Brendons own."Very handsome."

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