is this real love?
i love coffee. i love louis and harry. literally 71 words of coffee inspired larry.
Louis looks at Harry. He's drinking a cup of coffee, the warm steam drifting up his face and curling around his eyelashes. For a moment his green eyes are obscured behind the pearly vapor, and Louis thinks maybe that's the thing about life. Maybe the steam obscuring his eyes doesn't mean they aren't there, maybe the bad doesn't always obscure the good, maybe the hard doesn't always cloud the worth it.
Louis looks at Harry. He's drinking a cup of coffee, the warm steam drifting up his face and curling around his eyelashes. For a moment his green eyes are obscured behind the pearly vapor, and Louis thinks maybe that's the thing about life. Maybe the steam obscuring his eyes doesn't mean they aren't there, maybe the bad doesn't always obscure the good, maybe the hard doesn't always cloud the worth it.