Louis rang the bell with a bit of difficulty. It did not take long before a blonde-haired omega opened the door. "Lo-" she cut herself off when she saw him with Harry in his arms. She frowned. "Who is this?"
Harry tried to make himself smaller, feeling embarrassment spread through him. "Someone important. Move, Lottie," Louis instructed his sister as politely as he could.
Her eyebrows rose upto touch her hairline because Louis was never this defensive. "Okay." She stepped aside and let them pass through.
"Take care of Harlow. Don't like force physical contact and all. Wait until she is ready." He gave her a look which made Lottie realize exactly what had happened. "Harly, stay with her. She won't hurt you," he said firmly.
Harlow looked hesitant, but Harry gave her a weak look which made her nod. "Okay," she said, voice small.
Louis gave his sisters who were all piling up to see what was happening, a look before making his way to his bedroom. He closed the door behind him, and moved towards his bed.
He gently laid Harry down on the soft mattress and Harry turned his head to the side to inhale Louis's potent scent trapped within the room.
Louis cooed when he saw this. He loosened his tie and removed it before doing the same with his shoes. Once his shirt was off, Louis took his pants off, and replaced them with a pair of sweatpants. He left his chest bare, exposing his inked skin.
Harry's eyes were drooping, almost falling into that quiet, and peaceful place an omega reached in order to feel peace again. It did not take away their problems, but it helped them escape reality even if it was only for a moment.
There were two types of drops. One drop is in the presence of an alpha after extreme sex. It was safe as it was the omega's way of entering a subspace of sorts. The other type was due to exhaustion—like in Harry's case—and this is more harmful especially if there is no alpha present.
Louis slowly removed Harry's shoes. "Can I take your prosthesis off?" Louis asked Harry softly.
A tear rolled down Harry's face because he was such an incomplete omega, unworthy of so many things in this world. Louis quickly moved up to wipe the tear away, his scent letting Louis know of his self-deprecating thoughts. "Don't think like that. There is nothing wrong with you. Do you know how beautiful you are?" he asked softly.
Harry just allowed another tear to roll down his cheek because such a perfect alpha glancing his way let alone helping him or wanting him was too great for him to comprehend. Louis kissed his forehead before moving down to remove Harry's prosthesis. He took it off and set it on the floor. "I'm going to take your pants off, okay? I will leave your underwear on, don't worry. The more skin to skin contact, the easier it will be on you," he explained softly.
An omega in Harry's state would protest heavily if he did disagree with what was being done to them, but Harry was pliant. Louis's alpha felt very proud. He took Harry's pants off slowly, and his breath hitched when he saw what lay beneath the material. A lace panty that left nothing to one's imagination lay clad snugly to the soft figure of the omega. He did not show how much it affected him as he took Harry's t-shirt off, and discarded it.
He lay on the bed beside Harry before moving the omega into his arms. He placed a hand in the soft curls and moved Harry's face to the crook of his neck. The omega buried his nose there, where Louis's scent was the most potent, and fought the feeling of letting go. "Let go, omega. I'm here. I will keep you safe. Let go," Louis soothed, mumbling soft words into Harry's ear as he carded his fingers through the omega's hair.
Harry did as he was told. He let go when Louis kept reassuring him that he would be looked after. Harry's thoughts came to an abrupt halt, and he plunged into a deep abyss surrounded by Louis's strong scent. It kept him safe, and comfortable beyond his comprehension.
Louis watched as Harry let go, holding him tightly, stroking his bare skin. His fingers glided over the knobs on his spine, the soft skin beneath his fingers rub against his calloused hands, and he never wanted to lose this feeling. He caressed Harry's soft skin, and combed his fingers through Harry's hair. He would make Harry his omega no matter what.
Time passed, and Harry looked relaxed in his current state, the sound of purring reverberating through his chest, and softly filling the room. Louis smiled, observing the features on Harry's face that were completely relaxed.
A soft knock brought Louis out of his fond staring. He growled instinctively, but his mother entered despite his growling. Louis stopped growling when he realized that it was not another alpha or omega, but a beta. He looked at his mother apologetically. "I'm sorry, mom. I didn't mean to growl at you," he said softly, continuing his ministrations on Harry.
She simply smiled. "I will not stay long," she said. She observed the site in front of her. The taller omega nuzzled into his son, soft purring filling the room. "He is extremely comfortable with you," she continued, thoughtfully. "An omega does not purr if not. I have never heard your sisters purr in my entire life," she added.
Louis hummed, acknowledging his mother's words. "He has been through a lot, and so has Harlow. The man who was supposed to love them, protect them, hurt them more than anyone could. They didn't deserve any of it. She's five, mom. She should not be used to dropping," Louis's face looked pained, and to his mother it came as a shock considering the fact that Louis barely showed emotion when it came down to other people.
"You like him," she stated, sure of her words. "Are you sure you are willing to handle the trouble you will have to go through? If what you are saying is true, you will have to always reassure him, and the little one. You will need to constantly love them. Do you think you can do that all the time until they believe what you are saying?" She asked.
Louis nodded without hesitation. "They will never be of any trouble to me, ever. If I could, mom, I would bring the alpha back to life, just to kill him," he gritted out anger flaring, but did not let his pheromones flare.
Jay smiled at his son. "I will make some food. He will be hungry when he wakes up.
Louis offered a grateful smile. "Thank you, mom. How is Harlow?"
"She took some time, but she is getting along with the girls," Jay said with a knowing look in her eyes to which Louis nodded. She sighed softly. "I will leave you two," she said before she left the room, closing the door behind herself.
Louis sighed as he refocused on the purring omega in his arms. "I will protect you; I promise. No harm will come to you as long as I live, love," he whispered the words into Harry's hair before closing his eyes, falling asleep with a smile on his face, and the sound of purring filling his ears.
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When Harry woke up again, the immediate feeling of comfort, and safety made him smile. He could feel a warmth against his back that was efficiently radiating heat.
What startled him was when he felt breathing behind him, and the scent of Alpha. Not just any alpha, but Louis.
He panicked. Of course, he panicked. His panic must have become evident in his scent as the arm around his waist tightened. "Calm down, love," Louis's raspy voice should not make make a shiver run down his spine, calming him down instantly, but it did.
The pheromones that wrapped around him made Harry feel safe, and tucked away from the rest of the world. His body was not as exhausted as it would be when he dropped alone. Instead, he felt energized. "Sorry," he whispered.
Louis frowned from behind him, vision blurry from just having been woken up. "What for?"
"You had to leave work for this. I should not have bothered you more than I have, and now you are here. I'm sorry," Harry's voice grew softer with each word until it was a mere whisper.
Louis's lips pressed in between Harry's shoulder blades, and goosebumps made an appearance on Harry's milky skin. "Never, and I mean never think that you will bother me because trust me, you could attempt to drive me up the wall, and I would still do anything you ask of me." Louis's words were truthful, and vulnerable. The alpha never having said such things, was not even afraid to say it to Harry.
"I was not always like this, you know? I was not an incomplete omega, afraid of every little thing, afraid of cars, afraid of the people around me; I used to be whole, not broken," Harry supplied weakly, hoping Louis would understand that he was broken, unlovable, unworthy of the care Louis was providing.
Louis frowned, but he indulged the omega he held great affection towards. "What are you trying to say, Harry?" He asked, softly.
A deep sigh was heard before Louis received an answer he did not like. "That I am broken, I am unlovable, and most definitely unworthy of all this care you're showing me," Harry tried to explain because eventually, Louis would leave after he realized that Harry was not worth it or too much trouble, and then Harry would be left more broken than he was before he met Louis. He would be left to pick up the pieces as they fell while Louis moved on. He knew he had feelings brewing within him, and they were not the platonic kind in any manner.
Louis's grip around his middle tightened, a low growl, not one meant to scare Harry, vibrated in Louis's chest, and Harry tensed. The growl ceased as soon as the omega tensed. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to scare you, but you are most definitely neither of those things. You deserve more care than what I am showing you."
Harry sobbed softly, and Louis turned him around in his arms. Tentatively leaning down, Louis licked the tears away, scenting the omega until the tears stopped. Licking was a very intimate act only done by mates, and Louis knew he was crossing a line, but he could not help it. He had little control when it came to Harry, and this exact moment was an example of it.
When Harry calmed down, Louis rubbed under his eyes gently attempting to soothe the overused muscle. "You must be hungry. Why don't we get you something to eat, hm?"
Harry's brain clicked into gear, and Harlow was the first thing that flashed through his mind. "Harlow," he whispered attempting to pull away from Louis only for the alpha to tighten his grip.
"Is fine. She is with my sisters, and my mother said she is okay. Trust me, please?" The alpha asked, helplessly.
Trust. Something that someone like Harry had a hard time doing, but he wholly trusted the alpha holding him even though he had not known him for a long time. "I trust you," he said. Harry saw Louis's lips curl into a pleased smile.
"Let's get you something to eat," he said, and finally untangled himself from Harry, and stood to his feet.
Harry finally got the chance to stare at the beauty that was the alpha. He had tattoos on his skin, although haphazardly spread, they looked absolutely stunning. Harry had always wanted a tattoo, but he was an omega, and omegas with tattoos were undesirable. Harry was already undesirable, and he did not want to add to that.
Louis stretched his hands above his head before pulling a t-shirt over his head. Harry watched helplessly, extremely aware of his attire or lack thereof. Louis seemed to realize this as he looked at Harry before going over to his cupboard, and pulling out a pair of loose joggers, and an oversized t-shirt. "Why don't we get you into these," he said holding the clothes out.
Harry held onto the blanket draped over his body tighter, insecurity over his missing limb intensifying to the point that it reflected through his scent. Louis let out a sigh, and it sounded like disappointment to Harry.
Louis walked over to the side of the bed with the clothes, and took a seat. His hand came out to push back a few stray curls on Harry's face, and he caressed his earlobe. "I was holding your bare body so tightly, love. Do you think I am disgusted? Do you think I helped you out of pity?" He asked.
Harry did not say a word. He did not know how to answer that because yes, Harry believed that Louis helped him out of pity, and anyone in their right mind would be disgusted by him. People always made sure he remembered how disgusted they were by him.
"Your skin is so soft, love. I wanted to hold you forever, and never let you go. I do not pity people, Harry. I am not the type of person who would so much as talk to someone if I don't deem it necessary, and that applies to my friends too. They know that, but with you, God do I want to seek you out just to see how you are doing. Such a pretty omega, and you treat yourself as if you are any less. I will shower you in rose petals because anything else is too harsh against your skin. I will never let anyone or anything hurt you or Harlow," Louis said, his hand moving to where Harry's failed bond mark lay, and gave it a gentle squeeze, musing in the way the omega went pliant in his arms.
A soft pink blush coated Harry's cheeks that Louis wanted to see on his face for all of eternity. "You make me blush," Harry confessed.
A crinkly eyed smile spread across Louis's face. "I like it when you blush for me," he said before pulling the t-shirt over Harry's head. Harry complied when Louis started dressing him like a mate would do with a permanent blush on his face. Louis having researched on prosthetics just to be able to aid the omega, put the prosthesis on without any difficulty, shocking Harry.
"How do you know how to do that?"
Louis looked up with a smile. "For you, I learned." Harry preened when Louis said those words because never in his life had anyone learned how to put a prosthesis on just for him.
Harry placed his hand in Louis's hair from where the alpha was still crouched on the floor after having fixed Harry's prosthesis, making him look up once more. "No one has ever done that for me. Thank you."
Louis stood to his feet with the joggers hanging over his shoulder, and hugged Harry's head. "For you, darling, I would do anything," he said before letting go, and watching Harry's blush deepen with a smile. He finally pulled the duvet away momentarily having forgotten that nothing but red lace lay below it. His nostrils flared dangerously as Harry's scent became more potent. His eyes blew wide, and he had to physically restrain himself from touching Harry.
He bent down, and gently held one of Harry's legs in his hand as he pulled the leg of the jogger over it. Goosebumps lit up on Harry's skin where Louis touched him making Harry's skin burn with the touch. It had him craving for more. His fingers brushed the soft lace as he finally pulled the material to his waist, and then adjusted his own pants praying that his problem would go away.
Harry saw the alpha's hard on, and that led to a deeper blush. Never had an alpha had such an effect on him; not even Arnold during the initial stages of their relationship. "We'll get you something to eat," Louis said as he held his hand out for the omega.
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I updated on time. Yayyy:)
ALSO HARRY RELEASED 'AS IT WAS'. DID I WAKE UP AT 4.30AM TO WATCH IT? YES, YES I DID. WAS IT WORTH IT? YES, YES IT WAS