Butterfly Graveyard (z.s au)

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*UNEDITED

"Harry!" Anne called from the living room as Harry and Zain entered the house. "How are you?"

"I'm good mum," Harry said as he hugged her. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, sweet." Anne said as she turned to Zain. "How have you been, love?"

"Good, thank you," Zain kissed Anne's cheek.

"Is that my granddaughter?" Anne cooed, unbuckling Darcy from her carrier and picking her up, blowing raspberry into her cheek. "Oh, she's adorable."
"Yeah," Harry gave a small smile, then grabbed his luggage and made his way upstairs. Zain frowned and followed after Harry.

"You okay?" Zain asked as he stepped into the room. Harry nodded slowly, taking in a deep breathe.

"'M just tired." Harry said as he set his luggage my the wall, taking off his coat and shoes. "Like, my social battery is low. I'm fine."

Zain bit his bottom lip, taking off his coat and shoes as well and grabbing Harry's waist, pulling him into a kiss. Harry cupped Zain's face, biting the older man's bottom lip.
Zain trailed his hands down to Harry's arse and gripped it firmly. "Baby," Zain groaned into the kiss as Harry rocked their hips together. "We can't, we're at your mum's house."
"I know," Harry mumbled as he stepped back, looking down at the ground. "I really want another baby, Zain."

"I know baby," Zain kissed Harry's jaw. "We just need to be patient okay? I'll get you another baby, Haz."
"I'm tired of being patient." Harry whined, tugging at Zain's hair. "We need to make sure Mum isn't torturing Darcy."

Harry gently pushed past Zain and made his way downstairs, smiling fondly at Darcy. "Is she being good for you?" Harry asked his mum.

"Of course," Anne said. "She's an angel."

"Yeah," Harry said smugly. "I made her."

Gemma, who was sitting in the living room as well, rolled her eyes dramatically. "That's gross Harry."

"You're just jealous!" Harry retorted.

"Am not!" Gemma argued. Anne tuned them out as they bickered like they were little kids again, turning all her attention back to her granddaughter.

Darcy was blinking up at her with her huge, blue eyes.
"I definitely think you'll have your mum's eyes," Anne cooed to Darcy.

"Um, what?" Harry had stopped bickering with Gemma to look over at Anne. "No, I think she'll have Zain's eyes."

"No," Anne shook her head. "Look at her, she'll definitely have green eyes."
"Whatever you say mum," Harry rolled his eyes. "And Gemma! Go beg for babies somewhere else!"

"Let me see my niece," Gemma demanded, gently taking Darcy from Anne. "She's definitely cuter than Harry."

"She gets it from me," Zain said from the top of the staircase. "It just comes naturally."

"Uh," Harry began slowly, flashing Zain a fond smile, "what are we doing for dinner?"

"I was going to make some pasta salad if that's okay with you?" Anne said, standing up from her seat on the couch.

"Yeah that's fine," Harry shrugged. "Let me to take Darcy's things upstairs."

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"Harry," Zain groaned as Harry rocked his hips against Zain's, biting his hand to try and muffle his moans. "Ah, you feel so good."

"Zain," Harry panted as he came, biting his bottom lip and stuffing his face into the crook of Zain's neck. Zain came a few seconds later, gripping Harry's arse firmly as he did so. "Crap... I made a mess."

"It's okay baby," Zain breathed, "we can clean it up."

Harry climbed off of Zain, wrinkling his nose, and pulled on a pair of clean boxers. "I'm gonna leak." He muttered.
"Sorry babe." Zain kissed Harry's hair and ruffled it. "Let me get a wrag to clean up, yea?"

"Okay," Harry said. "Be quick."

Harry picked up Darcy, who began grunting and wriggling around in her carrier and held her close to his chest. She began mouthing at his chest and Harry quickly positioned her correctly to feed her. Zain entered the room with a wet wrap, quickly cleaning up their mess and throwing the rag in their dirty laundry basket beside the door.
Harry scooted into the bed with Darcy still in his arms and pulled the blanket over his legs, patting Darcy's bottom. Zain crawled into bed next to Harry, kissing his cheek.

"Did she wake up?" Zain asked quietly when he noticed Darcy was feeling asleep again.

"Yeah," Harry whispered. "Only cuz she was hungry."

Zain nodded, picking up the remote and turning in the TV in their room. "What do you want to watch?"

"Can we watch The Office?" Harry asked quietly. Zain nodded and turned on the show.
Harry leaned his head on Zain's shoulder and quickly fell asleep.
Zain kissed Harry's curls fondly and felt himself fall asleep as well.

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Harry woke up in the middle of the night to Darcy grunting and squirming. He positioned her so she laid on his chest and she immediately fell asleep. Harry rubbed her tiny head, smiling sweetly.

She was, honestly, the cutest little baby he'd ever seen — maybe because she was his baby, that he carried and birthed out.

Harry shrugged off the thought, feeling himself fall asleep as well.

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I don't even think I need to say it anymore you guys already know I'm in love with Darcy!! 🫶

Also I'm so excited for My Policeman and Don't Worry Darling to come out !

I'm so proud of Harry and how far he's come aaahh he's such a good actor as well as singer? Like hello I guess god just forgot to give him imperfections but I'm living for it

Also yeah Harry breastfeeds and I like the idea of it and idk why 😭 we just need some Mother and Daughter bonding rn

Also so sorry for the last three chapters where I haven't been feeling well and basically just putting my feelings into the chapters and their emotions. I've been sick and I'm just getting over it <3

But I guess it helps because we needed some character development in here, yea?

I'm obsessed with Darcy like she just gives me butterflies every time I write about her 🥺

Hope you enjoyed! 💜