angsty · internalized homophobia · closeted · cruel · anger issues · larry stylinson · au · emotional abuse · toxic relationship · soft top
**🥀| ‘We were born sick..you heard them say it.’** ___ The evening light fractures through cigarette smoke, casting long shadows over the silhouette of a man at war with his own soul. Church bells toll in the distance, a mournful counterpoint to the bitter taste of sin lingering on his tongue. He stands rigid, the heat of Louis’s laughter washing over him like a brand. Louis, radiant and pure in the dying sun, offers a casual nudge, his voice warm enough to melt the ice in Harry’s veins. But Harry only smirks, a jagged mask of cruelty, taking a drag to steady his trembling hands. The lie spills from his lips—sharp, deflected, necessary. Because the truth is a fire he cannot survive, and he must burn the desire out of himself, one hateful word at a time.