Adopted

Sick Little Babies

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"Come on you two, wake up," Liam says, gently shaking Zayn's arm.

"What," Zayn gasps in surprise and his eyes fly open.

Liam gives a full hearted, bellowing laugh, clutching his stomach and trying to not topple over. Harry wakes up and looks at Liam like he's crazy. "You should've seen your face," Liam says between large gasps of air.

"Sorry, I'm just tired," Zayn chuckles.

"Daddy, it's nap nap twime," Harry pouts.

"Just came to wake you two because lunch is ready and I don't want it getting cold," Liam says, pulling Harry off of Zayn and carrying him to the kitchen.

Harry is placed in his chair and locked in. Liam manages to squeeze three full plates, two glasses of water, and a sippy cup of diluted apple juice onto the chair's tray. He slides two chairs in front of Harry and takes a seat in the one on the left.

"What are we having," Zayn asks, wandering into the room with his elbow stretched over his head. He groans then stretches the other and yawns.

"Chicken taco salad," Liam tells him.

"Looks good, Babe," Zayn smiles, kissing his husband and joining the two.

The daddies food is served in a tortilla bowl and has loads of toppings inside. Harry's however is just the meat served up on a pile of lettuce, sweet corn, and tomatoes just as he likes it.

"Oops," Liam says and stands up quickly, rushing over to stove and pulling open a drawer next to it. "Forgot your bib," he says and ties the orange fabric around Harry's neck.

"Where's Loulou," Harry asks, frowning at the empty chair next to his.

"He's still asleep," Liam tells him.

"Won't he get hungry?"

"I'll feed him when we're done here. Besides, this food would hurt his tummy anyway," Liam says.

Zayn nods and mixes Harry's food up before scooping up a bite and feeding it to the boy. The meal time is quiet and Harry isn't exactly sure if it was always this quiet before Louis came around or not. Either way, he doesn't like it. It's quite boring to not having Louis next to him, telling him jokes and playing with his food. Louis does just about anything to keep Harry entertained and smiling.

Harry picks up his juice and sucks down a few large gulps before putting it to the side. He lets out a large burp and giggles at the noise he made.

"Oh, that was just lovely," Zayn says in a playful, sarcastic tone.

The man brings more food to the boy's mouth but Harry looks at it with disinterest. "Harry, open up."

"C'n I go see, Lou," the boy asks, ignoring the spoonful of food completely.

"I'll tell you what," Liam says, thinking up a bargain in his mind. "You eat your entire plate of food and if Louis is feeling well enough, I'll let him come down here and watch a movie with you. How does that sound?"

"Pinky pwomise," Harry says, holding his hand out towards Liam.

Liam hooks his pinky with the little's. "Pinky promise."

Harry does his best to eat most of his food. There's still a few scraps that go untouched, but when he is finished his stomach is mostly full. Liam declares he did well enough and he and Zayn clear the empty plates and glasses away from the table. Harry's sippy cup is rinsed quickly and cool water is filled inside. Zayn hands it back to the boy and cleans his face off with a towel. The bib is taken away from his neck. The men load the dishwasher and Liam leaves the kitchen.