in which harry is a child with an abusive father, and louis is the kid who lives down the hall and just wants to see him smile. inspired by this crazy little louis who lives to make people laugh, this (his lips, his eyelashes—it literally aches to look at him), and this.
rating: R (for underage, rape/non-con, abuse, language, alcohol/drug use, and sexual content)
notes: title taken from the song c’est la morte by the civil wars. this is complete fiction, overly angsty and romanticized, but also my baby that i worked really hard on so please be nice to it.