I Found You (mpreg)

Chapter 9

"Okay, darlin," The two kids ran out of the room, leaving Louis and Harry to talk a bit. "Please, make yourselves at home here. You can even redecorate if you want; I don't care," Harry smiled.

"Thanks Louis; And you're positive your dad doesn't know about this place?" Louis nodded.

"Yup," Harry looked so kissable again, according to Louis.

"This means so much to me. He doesn't know it yet, but Jamie is thankful too," Louis smiled, glad that he could help. "And um, don't be a stranger okay? I want you to bring Anna over as much as possible because I don't know how much I can go without seeing her again... and you too," Louis was flattered and relieved at the same time. "I mean, I promised her she could sleep over so," he said and shrugged. He was rambling and Louis couldn't take it anymore, he cupped Harry's face and pressed his lips to his slightly chapped ones. Harry didn't pull away and fluttered his eyes shut, wanting nothing more than to deepen the kiss and wish that this could last forever. Louis was the first to pull away.

"Come to dinner with me," Louis said, resting his forehead against Harry, his eyes still shut. "Please," Harry couldn't control his mouth.

"Yes, Okay. When?"

"This Friday? I'll call Alex and she can babysit both kids here," Louis didn't fully trust Alex, but he knew she was too afraid to tell Louis about his father.

"Sounds good to me," and the two pressed their lips back together. Louis cupped his face while Harry held the nape of Louis' neck, running his fingers through his hair as they kissed. Harry pushed Louis to the couch, sitting on his lap, his tail peaking out of his pants. It wrapped around Louis, the thing it did to show that person he cared.

The make out session was interrupted when two little people were heard making a loud crash upstairs. Paranoid, Harry jumped off of Louis' lap, ready to not only run to his son, but to Louis' daughter as well, ready to fight anyone that could have entered the home. However, when both Louis and Harry walked into the art room, there was an easel faced down on the floor and finger paint containers and colored pencils all over the floor.

"Oopsies," Jamie said. "I sorry Louis. I tried to get that," he said and pointed to a bucket of markers. "But I bumped that as Anna was coloring," sure enough, Anna had finger paint on her hands and the white paper had, what looked like a flower on it.

"Aw it's alright buddy. We just thought you guys got hurt or something. We're glad you're okay," Louis grabbed the markers for Jamie and gave them to him.

"Thank you," He said shyly, taking the box.

"You're welcome, Buddy," He sheepishly Walked to the little table and started to color on paper.

"Daddy," Anna said. "Can you help me?" He nodded and picked he easel back up for her. She went back to painting right away.

"Don't make a big mess," Louis told her. "We'll he downstairs," with that, Harry and Louis left the room so Louis could give Harry a tour of the house. They stopped in the theatre room because Louis stopped walking. "Harry," Harry's ears went back slightly, knowing where this conversation was going. "Listen, I like you. I like you a lot, but we can't keep kissing each other if we aren't going to advance our relationship. It makes how I'm supposed to see impossible to take over. I can't keep up with the mixed feelings," Harry looked down guiltily.

"I know, and I'm sorry," he said. "I agree. It's not fair to either of us,"

"And I'm at fault too. I literally just asked you to dinner,"

"We can still go," Harry said. "I-If you still want to?" Louis bit his lip.

"Y-Yeah, I do," Harry smiled and Louis smiled back.

After about a half hour, Harry and Louis were chatting away as if they never even had a fight in the first place. Their conversation came to a pause when Louis held up a finger.

"It's quiet," he said. Harry furrowed his eyebrows.

"Too quiet," Harry replied. The two dads sighed at the same time and stood up, going upstairs and into the art room. "Kiddos!" Harry called. The giggling coming from the bathroom made Louis groan. They walked into the bathroom and sure enough, the silence proved that their actions weren't good. The large jacuzzi tub was filled with water and the bubbles added to the water were everywhere. And behind all the bubbles you could see a set of brown cat ears and the top of someone's head.

"What is going on in here?" Louis said sternly. The giggling halted. "Adrianna,"

"Jamie," Harry said in the same voice. "Get out," the two kids were still in their clothes as they stepped out of the tub, looking overly guilty. Jamie looked at his dad, his ears flat against his head while Adrianna just looked guilty at her father.

"Which one of you would like to explain what was going on here?" Louis asked, looking between the two. "Anna," He said.

"We were just playing Daddy; we were mermaids," Louis wanted to laugh at the cuteness, but he had to be the parent now.

"Well mermaids live in the ocean. Not the bathtub. You're going to clean this up,"

"As well as you," Harry told Jamie. Obviously the two dads would help because they wouldn't trust their toddlers to clean the bathroom properly. All together, the four dried and wiped everything down until it was spotless.

Louis looked at his daughter and cupped her face, pecking her lips.

"No more mermaids in the tub. Got it?" She giggled and nodded her head. Harry ruffled the hair between Jamie's ears.

"You too, bub," Harry told him, kissing his cute button nose. The little boy giggled. "Now go get undressed and give me your clothes,"

"You too. Go into your room and get new clothes on," Louis kept spare clothes here, but there was nothing for a little boy. Louis followed Anna into her room and before helping her get undressed, he grabbed one of her few bathrobes; the purple one, and brought it to Jamie's new room, knocking.

"Come in," Louis walked in and handed Harry the robe. "It's all I got," he said. The little kitten was shirtless, just standing in his underwear, waiting for his dad to help him.

"Do you have clothes for him?" Louis asked.

"It's all dirty in that backpack," Louis took the backpack.

"I'll wash them. Maybe we can go shopping too. Get you guys some stuff," When Harry fled his home with Jamie and his husband, before he died, they had no choice but to travel light. There wasn't much in the bag, so Jamie always wore the same clothes. Harry only had more clothes because he was forced to wear his husband's clothes... now that he was dead.

"Thanks Lou," Louis smiled and walked out of the room and back to Adrianna's and just walked in.

"What do you want to wear?" Louis asked and took out a dry pair of underwear for his little girl. He took her wet pair off and slipped on her new pair.

"Uhh, That," She pointed to a unicorn T-shirt dress that had glitter on the unicorn horn, mane, and tail. "I haven't worn this dress for a long time, Daddy," Louis kissed her nose.

"I know it's one of my favorites,"

"Me too!" Louis put warm socks on her feet and lifted her up bridal style, kissing her forehead. She giggled.

"Happy to have Harry back?" He asked her.

"Uh huh. I love him Daddy," Louis' smile was so big.

"Yeah, he loves you too," and deep down, Louis knew he sorta did too.

A/N: another chapter that I'm ehhh about. How do you guys feel? Was it good? I feel like I'm rushing things. please tell me if I am because I definitely think I am. Comment and vote! Love you guys! ❤️