The Bro Code ✔️ Zarry

Code 5 🖋 Spaces Between Us

It took them two weeks to convince Harry because he doesn't want to be with Zayn. But their son, Jaireh, wants to be with his papa and gave in.

When they moved in with them, Harry avoided Zayn with all the effort he could. Zayn is not dumb to not see the spaces Harry is giving to him. All the cold treatment, he deserves it anyway.

Zayn just wants to make it right, he wants to show Harry how sincere he is and how serious he is on winning his trust. He knows it's not that simple, but he is trying his very hard.

"Papa, where do you work?" Jaireh asked Zayn that morning, watching his papa got dress for work.

"On a preschool near here, baby. Are you ready? I'll drop you on your school first before papa gets to work." Zayn answered, grabbing his things and putting it on his book bag.

"Yes, pa. I'm ready. Will you pick me up after school?" He asked again while he grabbed his spiderman school bag on Zayn's bed.

"Okay, I will. Then, where do you want to go after?" Zayn ruffles his son's curly hair and carried him downstairs.

"Can I play in the park?" Jaireh asked excitedly making Zayn chuckle.

"Of course, baby. We'll go to the park after school." Zayn coos.

"Daddy!" Jaireh called when they saw Harry in the kitchen. He let go of Jaireh.

"Papa and I will play at the park later. Is that okay?" Jaireh politely informed Harry.

Harry looked at Zayn first then back to Jaireh. He slowly nodded.

"Okay, bub. Just take care. Daddy will wait for you here." Harry kissed Jaireh's cheeks.

"Bye, dad. Bye, baby." Jaireh kissed Harry's baby bump and runs outside of the mansion.

"Will you be okay?" Zayn asked, worrying because Harry will be left alone in the mansion.

"Yeah." Harry simply nodded, looking away, and searching for things to do.

"I'll call you later," Zayn mumbled but Harry ignored him.

He sighed and got out of the mansion.

"Daddy told me once that my papa is handsome like me," Jaireh exclaimed while he licks on his ice cream.

The father and son walk hand in hand at the park that late afternoon.

"Really?" Zayn asked grinning widely as Harry described him handsomely.

"Yes, Pa. He also said that we have the same eye color." Jaireh added.

"What is your favorite food?" Zayn asked when they seated on the bench under a tree. Licking his own ice cream.

"I love banana.." Jaireh giggled sitting on his papa's lap. Zayn chuckled.

"You little monkey boy, just like dad," Zayn said, kissing the top of his head.

"Pa, where were you? Why did you take so long?" Jaireh suddenly asked his papa with innocent eyes.

Zayn was taken aback by the question. He didn't expect a seven-year-old boy would ask him that.

He doesn't know what to say because he doesn't know what Harry had told his son. He might get confused if he got different stories.

"It's a... long story, Jai. If you get a bit older I will explain it to you." Zayn just answered, smiling at his son.

When they both got tired of playing and walking around, they decided to go home already.

"Uncle Lou!" Jaireh runs on his uncle he found sitting on the couch.

"Hey, kiddo!" Louis greeted and balled his fist to bump it with Jaireh.

"How's your day at your new school?" Liam asked from the kitchen.

"I got new friends. And my teacher is hot." Jaireh exclaimed, smiling sheepishly.

Zayn and Liam furrowed at what they heard from a 7-year old kid and Harry glared at Louis who burst out laughing.

"That's my boy," Louis exclaimed squeezing the kid by a hug.

"So, tell me. Is her ass big?" Louis asked.

"LOUIS!" The three yelled at him.

"What? He's a boy. He's going to know all of these anyways." Louis defended, earning a glare from everyone.

"Not at this age, Lou! God! What are you teaching my son?" Harry scolded at him.

"Hey, what's happening here?" They all looked up at Niall who just entered the house. Frowning.

"Your favorite brother just taught your favorite nephew his favorite things like checking someone's ass," Liam said, glaring at his brother Louis.

"What? That's gross." Niall made a face and went straight to the kitchen.

"I did the same on Niall. But look, it has no effect on him. Don't worry, Jaireh is a good boy. Right, kiddo?" Louis exclaimed and everyone left him alone in the living room.

After the long dinner they all had, Zayn walked to Harry's room to find him reading a book beside sleeping Jaireh. He silently knocks.

Harry looked up and hesitantly motioned him to come in.

"You okay here? Do you need something?" Zayn quietly asked sitting on the edge of the bed. Harry just shook his head.

"He's.. asking me questions already." He mumbled.

"Don't worry, I haven't told him anything yet," Harry said, chewing his bottom lip.

"Except for calling me handsome?" Zayn asked cheekily which made Harry blushed.

"I-I just said that because he's asking who he looks like." Harry defended, going on reading the book. But he couldn't focus.

"How's the baby?" Zayn asked, looking at his baby bump.

"She's okay. She's been good." Harry simply answered.

"She?" Zayn asked.

"What's wrong with that? We already have a boy, I want it to be a girl now." Harry whined. Having terrible mood swings.

Zayn smiled. We.

"Okay. There's no trouble in that, babe. I'll go now. Don't sleep too late." Zayn said, kissing him on his forehead.

Harry couldn't do something to avoid it because Zayn cupped his face. He mentally growled.

"Good night," Zayn said, closing the door behind him.

Harry sighed.

A/N: Louis 🤦‍♀️