Possibly triggering. Eating disordered thoughts.
Harry could see that Louis was ready to catch any tears that might fall and that only made his heart swell even more. He really couldn’t love this boy any more if he’d tried and the smile on his face sought to show as much. ”Another one, yeah,” Harry agreed, letting Louis’ sleeve do its job at drying up his eyes before stepping back a bit to wrap both arms around Mickey Mouse before turning to Louis with a dimpled grin, glittery bowed ears twinkling joyously atop his head. ”Cheese!” he called out, not unlike a much younger Harry who used to pretend his mirror was a whole different person, just so he’d have someone to hang out with. Harry waited for Louis’ phone to click before hurrying to his side wanting to see the picture for himself.
Louis couldn’t help but smile himself when he snapped the picture because the entire thing was so Harry he felt like his heart might burst. He tilted the screen upwards so Harry could see his handiwork, lacing their fingers together when he saw some kids approaching. “We can go to a supermarket and get them printed off my phone like proper photos when we go home. Wanna carry on trying to get to the castle? We’ll see if we meet anyone else on the way there,” he said, glancing up at Harry to check that was alright with him.
oh my god
I might suck on your nipples but we’ll leave out the peeing myself I think…
When Harry did pull back from where his face had been buried into Mickey’s plush chest, he found tears swimming in his eyes and threatening to fall down his cheeks. Happy tears because in all his wildest dreams, he never imagined he’d be here; that he’d be around everything that he loved all at once. And he felt loved. It wasn’t the kind of love he used to get at the early hours of the morning, sweaty and wrapped around someone he wouldn’t remember the name of in the morning. It was a pure kind of love and one that had Harry nearly crying in a mixture of amazement and relief. ”Y-yeah sure,” he stuttered out with a little flash of a grin, pulling out his autograph book as Mickey rubbed his back soothingly. He held it out proudly letting the character take it and delicately pen in his name on the first page, to Harry’s delight.
Louis didn’t know what he’d been expecting to see when Harry detached himself from Mickey, but it definitely wasn’t tears. The sight of them had him pushing up the sleeve of his coat - not hard since he had purposely picked out a big one to wear today in case Harry decided he wanted to steal it - and pulling the soft fabric of his jumper over his hand so there’d be something absorbent to catch Harry’s tears when he reached up to try and blot them away. He felt relieved that face read as it being due to good stuff rather than nasty stuff though, but it didn’t stop him from hovering over the taller boy. “See? Mickey did the first page, and I got some good pictures of you giving him a hug on my phone. Wanna take another one quickly?”
Harry’s breath caught when he saw none other than the mascot of Disney itself standing a bit away. His eyes went wide and he felt like he’d turned entirely to cement, unable to move. Louis was taking them closer thouh and Harry’s feet were following. Mickey turned their way and didn’t hesitate a moment before gesturing Harry closer. That was all the consent he needed to go toddling ahead of Louis—still a bit unshaky on his feet—and wrapping long arms around the character’s middle. “It’s really you,” Harry whispered, eyes closing as he pressed into the plush of Mickey’s shoulder, hugging in tight.
Were this any other situation, Louis would get quite arsey about how enthusiastically Mickey Mouse was hugging his Harry back. This was Disneyland though, and this was Harry finally getting to see a character since he’d loved since he was a child, so instead Louis pulled out his phone and snapped a few pictures and then went and tapped Harry’s shoulder to try and get him to let go, a little smile on his face. “Haz? Wanna let go so he can sign you an autograph?”
Harry slipped his goodies into the little Disney bag the shop had given him for his ears and he adjusted the sparkly ornamentation into his curls with a proud smile. Listening as Louis described everything had Harry almost as excited as actually doing that. He nodded quickly, leaning down as though to read the map but getting distracted by kids with candy floss and fun little light up toys. He couldn’t stop smiling and let Louis lead him away without question. ”Can we see the parade at night? I bet they have everything all lit!”gr
"Of course," smiled Louis, not being able to resist leaning up to kiss Harry’s cheek when he saw how much he was smiling. He swung their arms between them as they rounded a corner, grinning a bit when he saw that Mickey Mouse was stood a few metres away. "Do you see him?" he asked, looking up at Harry and walking closer, glad to see there wasn’t a line because they’d got to the park so early. "Go give him a cuddle."
Harry’s cheeks flushed at not only the praise but at the hushed promise whispered into his ear. He nodded slowly, blush still tinting his skin as Louis took his picture. He leaned in to see the results, tucking a few stray curls behind the band of the Minnie ears. ”Very happy,” Harry approved, nodding but only slightly so that the ears would stay in place. Sadly, he had to hand them over to have them rung up but was allowed to place them back into his hair moments later. He adjusted them accordingly, glancing to Louis for approval and assistance and, once he was satisfied, looking down at Louis’ hands to try and find the autograph book. ”We’re all set?” Harr asked excited.
"We are babe," nodded Louis, handing over the autograph and pen and then lacing his fingers with the ones of Harry’s free hand as they walked out of the shop and started off towards the centre of the park. "They do a big parade down here later in the day and at night, all the characters in floats and stuff," he mused. "We’ll go watch that, I know you’ll love it." He flicked through the map he’d been given, noting that there was a character meeting spot just around the corner. Without telling Harry what it was, he pulled his arm to get him to go towards it, wanting to see his surprised face.
There were so many options, Harry was starting to feel a bit overwhelmed. He just wanted everything to be perfect so letting his gaze flit up and down the shelves containing the prettiest mouse ears he’d ever seen was only stressing him out more. ”Louis,” Harry whined as the smaller boy drew up at his side. He nibbled on his lower lip, worried that he’d never find the right ears for the occasion when a glint of something sparkly caught his eye. Harry’s face lit up once more as he turned towards the sight, a pair of satin black Minnie ears with a red sequined bow practically radiating perfection from its spot on the shelves. ”Look!” he urged Louis, grabbing the ears down with delicate hands and slipping the headband into his curls before whirling on a heel to find a mirror. ”How do I look?”
"Beautiful doll," grinned Louis, getting up on his tiptoes not only to give Harry a kiss, but also so he was close enough to his ear to whisper, "You’re definitely wearing those tonight." He pulled away quickly to look for a mirror so Harry could see, but upon not finding one he pulled out his phone instead and snapped a picture, showing him that instead. "You happy with those love?" he asked, leading him over to the till, glittering jewellery under a glass case catching his eye as he slid the right amount of euros over to the cashier. One ring in particular caught his eyes - glittering stones arranged in Mickey motifs set in platinum - and he quickly pulled his eye off it so he wouldn’t decide to max out his Dad’s credit card.
Harry listened intently to Louis’ suggestions and nodded his head furiously in approval. His heart squeezed a little in anxiety at meeting a character and not having anything for them to sign. How else was he supposed to remember every minute of this trip? ”Can we pick up one of those disposable camera’s too? I want pictures with everyone.” Harry urged, his eyes wide as he was led into the store. Baubles and trinkets of varying degrees of Disney were splayed all along the walls, drawing Harry away from Louis’ side to fondly brush over everything with his finger tips, in search of some Minnie ears with the bow.
Louis nodded to Harry’s request, pressing a kiss to his cheek before letting him loose on the store. He flicked through the autograph books until he found one he knew would be perfect - with a spot to slip a photo on one side of the page and for the other half of the page to be signed - and grabbed a pen before taking both to Harry. “These’ll be good,” he said, showing them to him. “You picked your ears yet babe?” he asked, glancing at the variety of ears with bows celebrating various occassions.
Harry frowned, tempted to argue that there were probably Disney characters everywhere but truthfully, not knowing if that were the case. He sighed contently, following Louis through the gates and into the actual Disneyland park. Harry’s eyes were glittering and he didn’t think he could smile more without pulling a muscle. He was turning his head every which way, taking in the darling trellises on the buildings, the vendors selling the cutest of things and the excited children pulling on parents’ hands. That last one had a pang in his heart flaring up but he fought it off by tugging Louis’ hand. ”Where first? Where first?!” he asked excitedly.
Louis really didn’t think there was anything better than seeing Harry has happy as he was right now - the boy was practically bloody twinkling, and Louis absolutely loved it. “There’s a little shop there, we can get you an autograph book and ears? There’s probably characters further up this street and I don’t want you to miss being able to get them to sign their autograph book for you,” he said, tugging Harry into a small shop.