Butterfly Graveyard (z.s au)

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*UNEDITED

"You have got to be kidding me." Harry muttered as he slid out of bed to use the restroom for what seems the 10th time that night. Zain smiled at the brunette's words and sat up slowly.
Harry exited the bathroom a few moments later, frowning. "I blame you for this." He whispered before laying back down in bed. Zain chuckled as brushed a curl behind Harry's ear.

"Thanks babe." Zain smiled. "It's 7 am. 'M gonna make breakfast okay?"
Harry just hummed a response and Zain carefully crawled out of bed and made his way downstairs.

"Hey," Harry said when he joined Zain downstairs, "we should go do something today. I'm in that kind of mood."

Zain raised a brow, smirking at Harry. Harry noticed and rolled his eyes, hitting Zain's arm playfully. "Not that type of mood, Zain. What the hell?"

"You look really pretty." The older male said, cupping Harry's cheeks. "Happy Birthday babe."

"Thank you." Harry kissed Zain. "I feel pregnant."

"You look pregnant." Zain chuckled.

"Like," Harry shrugged, "super pregnant. Definitely more than I felt when I was pregnant with Darcy."

"I'm sorry babe." Zain said, kissing Harry's cheek. The brunette leaned into the kiss.

"You should be." He replied. "You did this to me."

Zain rolled his eyes and resumed cooking breakfast for the two.

💜

Harry and Zain were currently sitting in Harry's hot tub. Harry had his arms on the concrete and his chin on his hands, and Zain said sitting next to him, sipping a glass of wine.

"You okay baby?" Zain asked after a moment. "Are you jealous?"

"Yeah actually." Harry said, sitting up and turning to face Zain. "You don't know how long I've been wanting to drink again."

"Sucks to suck babe." Zain said, taking another sip of his wine. Harry just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"You are so unbelievable." He said. "You're lucky you're hot or you would've been dead a lot time ago. I hate not being able to drink."

"You know what?" Zain spoke. "That sounds like a you problem babe."

Harry sighed heavily, pinching Zain's nipple and making the older man yelp, almost spilling his wine. "You fucker." Harry muttered. "I'm getting out."

"Okay wow." Zain smiled, watching as Harry got out and dried himself off. "Noo, come back, your arse is too fat."

"What the fuck Zain?" Harry laughed. "No, I'm getting cold."

Zain just nodded, setting his glass down before climbing out and drying himself off as well. He picked up his glass and the towels and followed Harry inside.

"I don't even know why I love you so much." Harry breathed as he kissed Zain. "Let's go upstairs, yea?"

Zain just raised a brow, but nonetheless obliged. They ended up changing into dry clothes andHarry was now laying on Zain, humming to himself.

"Are you happy?" Zain asked. "About another baby, I mean."

Harry nodded. "As much as I would have loved to wait, I'm still so happy we're having another one. I just hope they survive."