The Story of Us

Louis is not short. He’s not.

It’s just the shelves in this bookstore were crafted for fucking giants, okay?

Seriously. What normal-sized person could reach way up there? And—

“Oh,” Louis gasps as the most gorgeous boy he’s ever laid eyes on reaches easily to the top shelf of the bookcase and pulls down the book Louis was straining for only moments ago.

“Is this what you were looking for?” The boy asks, grinning sweetly at Louis.

“Yes, you are.”