Butterfly Graveyard (z.s au)

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*UNEDITED

"Baby," Harry whispered, shaking Zain gently. "Get up, I need to change the sheets."

"What—" Zain groaned, "why?"

"Darcy spit up, baby." Harry said quietly. "I need you to get up so I can change the sheets."

"Mm, okay." Zain slowly climbed out of bed. "Where is she?"

"Downstairs with your mum and Safaa." Harry said as he began pulling off the duvet and sheets. Zain pulled on some black joggers, an over-sized tee and socks, kissing Harry on the shoulder before making his way downstairs.
He could hear Safaa and Trisha cooing at Darcy, and she was making questionable noises back.

"Hey," Zain yawned as he sat down on the couch next to them. "Is she being good for you?"

"Yes," Trisha nodded. "She's an angel."

"I'll make breakfast," Zain said, standing up. "Anything you two want in particular?"

"No," Safaa shrugged. "What're you making?"

"Pancakes, bacon and eggs." Zain said simply as Safaa followed him into the kitchen. "S' that sound good?"

"Yeah," Safaa nodded, taking a seat at the kitchen bar. "Harry's house is huge."

"Yeah, he's kinda rich." Zain smiled.

Harry made his way downstairs playing on his phone — which caught Safaa's eye. She followed him into the living room, and within seconds you could hear them howling with laughter.

"Guess they hit it off," Zain smiled to himself. Harry appeared in the kitchen a few seconds later, smiling.

"It smells good," he mumbled.

"Yeah," Zain said idly, flipping a pancake. "M' making breakfast for everyone. Did Darcy already eat?"

"Yeah," Harry sighed, "hence why she spit up everywhere."
Zain chuckled lightly, turning to give Harry a quick kiss. Harry cupped his face, licking Zain's bottom lip. "Not now, baby, I'm cooking." Zain said, turning back towards the skillet in front of him.

"I really want pickles for some reason," Harry said as he opened the fridge. Unfortunately for him, they were all out of pickles. He closed the fridge with a sigh.
"You're weird," Zain said quietly, gripping Harry's arse and pushing him against the kitchen counter, biting his bottom lip.
"Zain," Harry breathed into the kiss, tugging at Zain's hair. "Not now, someone could walk in on us."

"It's not like I'm going to bend you over right here," Zain rolled his eyes affectionately, lifting up Harry's thigh with one hand, only pausing when he bears Darcy begin to cry.

"I'll be right back," Harry muttered as he gently pushed pass Zain and into the living room.

"Sorry," Safaa said, holding Darcy out it Harry. "I don't know what she wants."

"It's okay," Harry smiled as he took his daughter from Safaa. "She's just hungry. I'll be back soon."

Harry patted Darcy's bum, stopping by the kitchen to tell Zain he was heading upstairs to feed their daughter.

"It's okay baby," Harry cooed as Darcy began crying harder. He lifted up his shirt,holding Darcy Anne close to his chest as she began to mouth at it. She quickly latched on to him, grunting as she fed. Harry sat back in the recliner, sighing of relief.
Harry startled when a sudden knock sounded at the door.
"Come in," he called as he pulled down his shirt. Safaa warily stepped into the room, looking for Harry.
"Breakfast is ready," she said quietly. "Zain wanted me to come get you."

"Okay," Harry nodded. "Thank you Safaa."

"Of course," she said nervously as she closed the door again. Darcy began to cry, and Harry quickly switched her to his other side.

He pulled out his phone and began scrolling through Twitter. There were some tweets about that video of Harry in the hospital here and there, but they were mostly just about Darcy; how adorable she was, how much she looked like Zain.

Harry got bored quickly and turned off his phone, sighing heavily. He looked down at his daughter again, and she had finished eating and was now staring up at Harry. He pulled down his shirt and held Darcy up.

"You're so cute," Harry said as he touched his nose to Darcy's. "Yes! You are!"

Darcy grunted as Harry set her back down on the recliner. He stood up to grab some socks for her, mumbling incoherently to himself. He found a pair of white socks and sat back down to roll them on to Darcy's little feet.

Harry picked her up and she immediately began gnawing on his shoulder as he made his way downstairs.
"Hey," Zain greeted as Harry stepped into the living room. "S' she still awake?"

"Yeah," Harry sat down next to Zain.

"Ya gonna eat breakfast?" Zain asked. Harry shook his head, saying he wasn't hungry.

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Sorry idk what I was supposed to do here

And my phone thinks I'm pregnant ieieieie
I am not, thankfully 😭

Fr this book is giving me baby fever but then I go and look at my younger siblings and then remember that I dislike kids

I am getting mixed emotions here aaahhhh

Ugh Darcy has my whole heart 💜 she is so cute

Hope you enjoyed! 💜