SHAKESPEARE

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EPILOGUE

"Harry, Botticelli is licking the whipped cream off the cake." Shouted Niall from the kitchen, which made Harry run to get the kitty off the table.

"You are a bad kitty!" Said Harry as he put the cat on the floor. "I have to fix this before Zayn arrives, I don't want him to see how bad this cake is."

"He won't even notice, don't worry. You said that he loves your birthday cakes." Niall walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of beer.

"He does, but this is one of the worst birthday cakes I ever made." Harry complained about not being pleased with what he had done. So he just focused on cutting the part that Botticelli had tried to eat, because he didn't have time to make another cake.

It was Zayn's 34th birthday and they hired a yacht on the island of Sardinia for a birthday party with friends. A celebration in the presence of special people, just like they did on other occasions.

Harry and Zayn's wedding, as an example, was a small event only for close friends and family. A party that has a lot of good memories, an unforgettable moment for them. Since then, nothing could undermine their relationship. They were happier than ever and had one more reason not to desire anything else.

"He won't stop crying" Zayn said as he walked into the kitchen with little Benicio in his arms.

"Why is my little angel crying?" Harry said as he approached. "Have you changed his diaper yet?"

"Yes. He's clean, maybe he's just hungry." Zayn replied as he passed the kitchen and stopped to look at his birthday cake. "It looks so beautiful, babe. Looks tasty too."

"Do you think it's pretty?" Harry asked as he took Benicio's bottle out of the microwave.

The baby, who was only six months old, felt completely relaxed with the warm milk and his father's comfortable lap. He was closing his eyes, leaving those big eyelashes in evidence. He had Zayn's eyes, but with the color of Harry's. Beautiful green eyes.

"Of course, it's beautiful to me. All your cakes are beautiful." Zayn put his finger over the whipped cream and got a slight kick in the shin in response. "Sorry, I just wanted to make sure it tasted good. It would be great if I had birthdays every day just to eat this."

"I can bake a cake whenever you want, you know that." Harry smiled. That smile never changed.

"If that's the case, I'll need to give you something in return." Zayn said as he approached and stroked Harry's short hair.

Harry's decision to remove his long hair when Benicio was born was like a fresh start for him. His beauty was always appreciated by Zayn, regardless of his hairstyle.

"I'd love a massage on my feet." Harry whispered 'cause the baby was already drowsy in his arms. It wouldn't be a good idea to wake him up.

"I can give you a massage on our way back tonight. But first, we need to go for a swim and a walk on the beach like we always do." Zayn whispered in response.

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