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Louis & Albusii. Summer days.
It was unexplainable, undeniable, inevitable.
When Louis smiled at Albus, his knees weakened, he blushed, and he smiled back as wide as he could.
Unexplainable.
When they sat on the beach and Louis' shirt rode up and revealed marble hard skin with the faintest of tans, Albus wanted nothing but to feel it against his fingertips.
Undeniable.
And, as there were summer days and everything already was light and hot, Albus knew he couldn't keep pretending. So, one day at the beach, as usual, everything became much hotter and lighter and better.
Inevitable.
Inevitable in a very, very, good way.