Cold Little Heart || L.S

Chapter 3: Hot Cocoa

Pure-Wolves that could expand their physical wolf form were only allowed in this sector.

Wolves in Sector Three were known to have several markings tattooed all over their bodies, which were not only permanent, but also sacred. It made sense why Harry wore a long coat when he went out -it was rare to see a Wolf in their civilian world.

Pure-breeds stayed either on the battlefield, or with their kind in the colder parts of the world. They carefully claimed the cold as their own, because they could -it was much harder for half-breeds to live in the cold.

Alaska was a standard area for pure-breeds to live and Louis wanted to go there. It wasn't too cold where he wanted to go, it had its seasons. Mostly importantly, it would be safe for them -for Abby.

If Harry were to walk around without his coat, people would constantly be groveling at his feet, they'd probably bombard him with questions, thanks and gifts -Louis sort of appreciated that he covered himself; he clearly wasn't an attention seeking male.

"Abraham."

Louis jumped and so did his son, even with Harry's voice being monotone.

The boy stared up at Harry, legs slowly folding up to his chest in fear.

"You haven't tied your shoes yet." Harry couldn't come off as a threat if he tried, he sounded too relaxed. "Tie them, please."

Abraham pouted, sticking his feet back out before looking up at Louis.

Louis smiled gently, kneeling beside him. "He can't do it so well yet." He kissed the top of his son's head. "Let's show him, Abby, hm? You tie one."

Abraham nodded stiffly, tucking one foot close. He grabbed both laces, pulling them up high, Louis nodded encouragingly. Abraham crossed the laces and grabbed one loop, pouting. Louis clapped, "good, baby, good."

"He has not tied it," Came a solid voice behind him.

Louis blinked quickly, "I like to reward -little things." He smiled awkwardly, "it helps."

Harry gave him a bored look then checked his watch. "It is getting late." He sat down, grabbing Abby's foot in one motion. He tied each lace, then stood him up. Louis doesn't think Abraham had any time to cry -or to even understand what happened.

"Oh." Louis took a moment to stand up. "Um, I like to show him -so he'll learn."

Harry opened one of the closets. "If he has not learned yet, he won't learn in such a short time." Louis frowned. "I will teach him when I am taking care of him."

Louis perked up, "oh, so you will babysit him?" They hadn't solidified anything -Louis still had to learn more about Harry, make sure he wouldn't hurt Abraham.

"Yes." Harry glanced at him, ripping a small coat off the hanger. "I thought we already agreed -you teach me to cook, I will watch Abraham."

"Yes, yes -of, course!" Louis approached him nervously, "I just thought, before we left, we could talk about it a little more."

"We will talk while we are at the grocery store." Harry squatted in front of Abraham, stilling him. "Are you ready to leave, do you need to use the bathroom?"