Our Three Daddies (One Shots)

Chapter 92

Daddy Harry
little Louis
little Niall

"I fucking hate this shit," Louis grumbled as he and Niall were picking up their toys.

"You're the one that wanted to make a mess," Niall responded quietly.

"I don't remember asking you."

Niall rolled his eyes as he continued cleaning up the playroom. He knew that the quicker they cleaned up all of their toys, the quicker they'd be able to do literally anything else. But having Louis as a cleaning partner, complicated everything. because the little complained every chance he got. Which made everything take longer than it needed to. It was frustrating.

"Do you want to organize the video games or put the stuffed animals away?" Niall asked.

"Neither."

"Okay."
Niall went off to put the stuffed animals into the animal cage their daddy built for them. The littles refer to it as animal jail. Taking all of five minutes to do so, while Louis just sat in the middle of the floor.

"Would you like to help me Louis?" Niall asked as he walked over to the pile of video games.

"Absolutely not."

"Daddy is going to be upset that you're not helping. You've picked up like three things."

"Daddy isn't going to know. Unless you're going to be a little bitch and tattletale."

"I just might. Cause I did everything," Niall responded as he finished what he was doing.
Niall stood up from where he was kneeling on the floor and walked over to Louis to pick up the remaining miscellaneous toys around him.

"Now you have a reason to be a tattletale," Louis said as he tripped Niall.

As the little fell he had his arms in front of him, a loud snap was heard through out the room followed by Niall screaming. Louis immediately shot up and backed away from his little companion, as the door to the playroom was thrown open.

"What happened?" Daddy asked as he assessed the situation.

Niall had rolled onto his back, his right arm cradled against him. He was sobbing, trying not to touch his elbow.

"He fell," Louis said quickly.

Daddy quickly walked over to Niall and picked him up. He carried the little into the kitchen and placed him on top of the counter.

"Can daddy take a look sweetheart?" Daddy asked as he lightly grasped Niall's wrist.
Harry wanted to see if the little could straighten out his arm, if he was able to it was highly likely that he didn't break anything. But the shriek that left Niall's lips when daddy tried straightening it, led Harry to believe he needed to get it checked out. So off to urgent care the three went.

Once they arrived Harry did most of the talking when getting the little checked in. They were instructed to sit in the waiting room and wait for someone to call Niall's name.
While they waited daddy kept wiping Niall's tears away and reassuring him he would be okay. Louis sat quietly next to his daddy and Niall. Twenty minutes had gone by when Niall was called back and taken for an X-ray. Daddy and Louis waited in the room Niall was assigned to.

"So would you like to truthfully tell me what happened?" Daddy asked as the two were just sitting there.

"I already told you, he fell."

"Louis."

"Harry."

Daddy whipped his head around and glared at his little, "I'm sorry, would you like to repeat that?"