Butterfly Graveyard (z.s au)

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*UNEDITED

"Zain," Harry whined. He was sitting on a hotel bed with his shirt lifted up to show off his growing belly. "I'm bored. Can we do something?"

"What do you want to do?" Zain asked, smirking at Harry.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Harry narrowed his eyes at Zain, propping himself up in bed with his elbows. "What'd you do?"

"No reason," Zain smiled sheepishly, "you look really pretty babe."

"Zain," the brunette said sternly, "what'd you do?"

Zain just shook his eyes and turned back to his phone. Harry rolled his eyes and opened his Instagram, scrolling through it until he came to a post from Zain.

It was a picture of Harry wearing those navy sweatpants and the white T-Shirt. He was walking in the park, seemingly looking at the kids, with his hands in his pockets. You could see Harry's belly clearly from the angle of the picture.
Harry smiled at the picture, liking and saving it and putting it on his story. Harry then clicked on Zain's profile and tapped through his story until he came to a recording of Harry crying yesterday in the streets.

"Zain!" Harry yelped, sitting up. "You— is this why you were smirking like that?"

"Maybe," Zain shrugged, making his way over to Harry and kissing his belly. "Hey baby," Zain cooed to Harry's belly. "You being good for Mummy?"

"Mummy?" Harry raised a brow. Zain nodded. "Whatever you say. But they've been good. No making Mummy sick."

"That's good," Zain peppered kisses all over Harry's belly, then stopped to rest his head on his belly. Zain closed his eyes for a moment, before opening them again and looking up at Harry. "You look so gorgeous, babe."
Harry scrubbed his hand through Zain's hair, "thank you baby."

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"What..." Harry trailed off, cupping his breasts in his hands, before turning to look at Zain with furrowed brows, "they've gotten bigger, Zain."

"And?" Zain raised a brow, pulling Harry in for a kiss. "They look good."

"Zain," Harry rolled his eyes, "they're uncomfortable and sore."

"I'm sorry baby," Zain placed his hands over Harry's, "there's nothing I can do. Message your mid-wife about it."

"Ugh," Harry groaned, pushing Zain's hands away from him, "can we go to sleep? I'm so tired."

"Yeah, you can go to sleep babe," Zain peppered kisses all over Harry's chest and collarbone, speaking in between kisses, "I'll lay down with you but I'm not tired. And try not to sleep for too long; you have a show tonight."

"I know," Harry sighed, throwing himself on to the bed. He took off his trousers and threw them on the hotel floor and pulled the covers over him. He watched as Zain joined him in bed, not taking off any of his clothes. "Love you, baby."

"I love you too, Haz," Zain kissed his belly before resting his head on it and, though he said he wouldn't, falling asleep to Harry scratching his back.

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"I'm not ready," Harry frowned as he dressed himself in his stage clothes. "I'm nervous. I don't know why." He sniffled as he tried to hold back tears, pulling his navy one-piece over his body. "And I don't even know why I'm crying!"

"It's okay," Zain soothed, "you'll be fine. They'll understand if you happen to cry on stage baby. Or get tired or angry or super happy. They're your pregnancy hormones, babe."

"I know," Harry took in a deep breath, "but I don't want to get mad at them. I have a song called Treat People With Kindess for crying out loud!"

"Just," Zain checked Harry out, biting his bottom lip, "try not to, yea? They'll know that you don't mean it. And you look so good in that, baby."

"Thanks Zain," Harry hid his yawn in his hands. "I'm so tired, I just want to sleep now."

Zain rubbed Harry's belly, leaning down to kiss it. Harry smiled at the gesture, running his hand over his belly and holding it with one hand. "I have to go now baby, okay? I'll see you after the show." Harry kissed Zain's lips passionately, not ever wanting to part from them. Or Zain. "I love you."

"Love you too," Zain smacked Harry's bum as Harry made his way out of the dressing room.

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"O-oh," Harry gasped as he accidentally caught a bra, immediately throwing it on to the stage behind. "This is a family show!" He said into the mic, "or is it?"

"Are you a bottom!?" Harry heard a fan scream. His eyes widened as he looked in the direction of where the fans screamed from.

"Well," he said, motioning to his belly before shrugging, "I don't know."

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As soon as Harry laid down in his bunk, next to Zain, he fell asleep — with butterflies in his belly. He still couldn't get over the fact that he got to fall asleep to the love of his life every night — and the fact that he's having the love of his life's baby. It was an incredible feeling and it made him so eternally grateful every time he woke up next to Zain.

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Sorry I feel like I'm lacking on the Zarry stuff but I can't help it!!! I'm more focused on Harry and his career and the baby rn

But yeah I'm so proud of you rn Harry you don't have to deal with adenomyosis anymore I'm sooo happy :D

But yeah not for long HAHAHA because I'm obviously going to write a little into their life after Harry has the baby :( I feel bad for giving him adenomyosis in this au but oh well — we need some drama and stuff

But yeah I like his Fine Line era cuz he had half buttoned and shiny shirts hehe

Hope you enjoyed! 💜