𝙃𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 [✔︎] [English and Spanish Translation]

3."Hugs and kisses"

Meanwhile, Husain slept peacefully on Harry's lap; Zayn was focused on putting his shoes back on him, and Zara played with her new Barbie dolls.

-Can we leave now?. -Asked the oldest of her two parents.

-I'm trying to put these shoes on your younger brother, honey. -Zayn said, his tongue between his teeth, clinging to the fact that his son was that shoe size.

-Darling, what if we buy you a larger size? He will leave them if they are accurate. -Harry interrupted, looking at her husband who nodded sighing, surrendering and throwing the shoe in his box.

Zayn called the girl next to him, asking for a larger size, the woman nodded withdrawing to look for what she asked for, the brown breathed, sitting back next to Harry.

-I don't want to believe that both are growing. -He confessed with a pot forming on his lips, causing Harry to bring him closer to him, entangling his arm around his neck. -I had them for nine months, why do they grow?

-They are the same as you, babe, Husain only has my eyes. -The sight of both fell on their youngest son.

-Come on, it has your character.

-Is that good or bad?.

-Bad, because he took out your stubbornness and your stubborn being.

-That hurt. -She faked indignation, making her husband laugh.

-I love you. -Zayn next to his forehead, murmuring those two words as if it were a secret to keep, only for the two of them to listen to him.

-I love you too. -Harry replied, kissing her lips again before the girl returned with a new pair of shoes.

Zara, Zayn, Harry and Husain left the mall a couple of hours later, with several bags full of clothes and new things, putting them in the trunk of the car before leaving home to rest.

-When will we adopt a dog, baba? -Zara asked in the car, Harry stopped at a red light.

-I don't know, honey, right now it would be a big responsibility for you. -Zayn said, turning his eyes to his two little ones.

-But I want to adopt one, baba. -Husain repeated this time.

-We'll talk about it later, okay? Do you want to eat sweets? -From the shopping bag that he kept in his bag, he took two packets of gummies, gave them to his children who received him delighted.

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-Dogs, they really want to adopt dogs, what if the same thing happens as Mr. Kevin? Poor Mr. Kevin. -Harry lay down on his bed ready to sleep, Zayn was barely disheveling his soft straight hair, which Harry liked so much.

-Can you stop incriminating your children? They were small. -Zayn defended, trying to forget what happened years ago with the hamster.

-Zayn, they put the damn hamster in the microwave, cleaning that device was not easy. -He let out a rough sigh; Zayn left the combing brush on her dressing table, seeing her husband looking at the ceiling lost in his thoughts.

She got up to lie on top of him, letting his chin rest on his lap, looking at him over his eyes, running his finger through her husband's marked jaw.

-They want a dog and it's a pretty heavy responsibility. -He said again, releasing the air contained in his lungs.

-We will take good care of him, I know that they will do it because it is us in miniature, they will do it well. -Zayn kissed Harry's chin, leaving his lips rest there for a few seconds, however, Harry slid his hands down Zayn's waist, bringing him to be in front, letting his hands touch the buttocks of the youngest, feeling his hands sting on the cloth, wanting to touch a little lower.

-How long have I not filled you, baby? -Harry murmured, clouded with lust that Zayn noticed, trying to control himself since his children were on a wall from them.

-I don't know, two months? -He replied, lowering his kisses down Harry's neck, feeling him shudder from the contact of his lips in an erogenous zone.

-I need to touch you, babe. -Harry said, sticking his hand in Zayn's sleeping pants, wandering and pressing his cheeks before advancing to his hole, his finger tracing the curvature.

The youngest of the two let out a moan from her husband's surprise contact, trying not to scream about how well it felt to be touched by his man.

-Do you promise to be silent? -He murmured again, however, Zayn only kissed his beloved's lips again, asking permission to enter and play with his tongue.

-Ewww! -Harry let go of her husband quickly, looking at her two children standing in the door frame. - Dad is kissing baba.

-What are you doing here? Let me remember, I let them sleep. -Zayn went out of her husband's grip, sitting on his side of the bed.

-Husain I got up because I had nightmares. -Zara replied hugging her favorite stuffed animal, one of her greatest secrets.- Can we sleep here?.

-Come my children.

Zayn did not hesitate to accept, opening his arms to be received with another pair.

The four accommodated the spacious cove, the two children in the middle and Zayn and Harry on the shores to prevent them from falling.

The four of them kept talking for a few minutes until they fell deeply asleep; Zayn kissed her son's forehead before kissing her husband's lips again, falling -along with her babies,- into a deep sleep.

Harry felt lucky to have the family he had. She felt blessed and could not ask for more, her two little children, and her adorable husband.