A few days later, Louis was doing the laundry when he heard the door open. When he turned around and saw that it was Jack, he grinned and kissed the top of his son's head.
"Hi baby, what brings you here?" he asked, going back to put the dirty clothes in the washing machine.
"Daddy," Jackson looked at his father with happy eyes. "what's a heat?" the small boy asked and Louis' eyes widened.
"What?" Louis said, not believing his ears. "Where did you hear that word?"
"It was Harry! He said they must've inpregnanted you when you were in heat. So, what's a heat"
As soon as the words left Jackson's mouth, Louis' jaw clenched and he stormed out of the laundry room. When he yelled Harry's name, Marcel looked at his brother and chuckled.
"I told you Jackson was going to ask Louis!" he sighed and shrugged, going back to 'risky road', he was seriously getting addicted to that game.
"Run,boy." Edward told Harry very calmly and the alpha got up, running to go hide in the closet.
When Louis walked in the room and yelled, Edward pointed to the closet lazily and the small omega opened the closet door to find Harry smiling from ear to ear. So he smacked him.
"Ouch, that hurt!" Harry said, holding his cheek. He even started whining when the tiny boy pulled him out of the closet by his ear.
That was such a funny sight for Edward, so he laughed, and Louis heard it.
"You find this funny? Explain my son what's a heat then!"
"Louis stop being this angry. 's not good for the baby" Marcel said, but he instantly regretted it, because he earned a book in his face.
"Louis, that fucking hurt!"
Edward then got up, he knew he was the strongest, and he was the only one able to calm Louis. The small omega had gone too far, and he was going to stop him.
Walking over to his mate, he then put his hand on his throat (still carefully, he was carrying their pup, he had to be careful) and pushed him against the wall.
"Calm down, or you'll be punished, Louis."
"Punished?" he repeated in a soft voice, his behaviour completely changing.
Edward leaned in and whispered in Louis' ear,
"We will fuck you hard until you beg for us to stop. And then, when you'll be exhausted, we'll-"
"What's up guys!" Niall said, walking in with Liam, hand in hand.
"You're literally always here in the wrong time, guys." Marcel said, a hand on his forehead. The book was quite heavy and he was pretty sure there was a bruise now. It hurt like a bitch.
"Yeah well, we heard you fu-" Niall stopped when he saw Jackson coming over to greet them. "Aye smallie." he said and the small boy grinned.
"Uncle Ni? What's a heat?"
And the couple understood why the house was such a mess. One of them had fucked up. Again.
Why couldn't this house stay quiet for more than three minutes?
This was so short i apologize, i'm just on a huge writer block and i don't know what could happen next.
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