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zayn, liam and niall returned home late that night, around four in the morning. the doctor presumed that niall's vitals had been stable long enough for him to be released. the teen has been sleeping majority of the time there, and he's been doing pretty well—still a little sluggish and groggy, but nothing that couldn't be dealt with at home. of course, they were given a list of symptoms to watch out for if niall started showing any of them, they were told to return immediately for further evaluation.

everyone was exhausted, therefore zayn didn't have didn't have the energy to spew out any lectures, especially at this ungodly hour. the three of them headed off to their respective rooms after bidding one another good night. zayn went to check on both harry and louis to see that they're both accounted for. the two both sleeping soundly in their beds. zayn walked back to his and liam's room, stretching. liam's already stripping off his clothes down to his underwear and falling onto the bed with a satisfied moan. happy to be in his soft comfy bed, and not that hard uncomfortable hospital chair. his butt bones still stiff and sore from sitting there for hours.

zayn wasn't far behind, removing his own layers of clothing until he was comfortable, and climbed in after the man letting out a relieved sigh. this was the last way zayn expected his day to turn out like, but that's how life goes. you can never predict what's coming next, but you always gotta be prepared for any and everything. zayn is just glad that it all turned out better than he imagined, and he's happy that niall will be okay.

right now he just wants to sleep, he is exhausted. on top of that, he has things to get done today. and thank god it's saturday morning, meaning they could all sleep in and no one had to get up early to get the boys to school. zayn slips cozily underneath the duvet where liam is a comfortable position, already starting to drift off to dreamland. the man wraps his arms around him, pulling him against his chest and kissing his forehead sweetly. liam only manages a soft pleased hum. zayn smiles lightly.

"good night love."

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a few hours later zayn comes to. when he finally has the energy to get up, he sees that liam is already gone from his side of the bed. yawning, zayn reaches to grab his phone glancing at the time. it's thirty minutes past eleven in the morning. zayn groans in despair, feeling like he wanted to sleep more, but he somehow manages to drag himself out of the bed. zayn goes to the bathroom to relieve himself. after washing his hands, he walks back into the room to find him some sweatpants to pull on before walking out the room to go downstairs where he can smell food and hear voices.

when he reaches the kitchen, he can spot solely liam and louis sitting at the table. liam with a cup of coffee in a mug on a coaster in front of him, munching on a bagel spread with cream cheese. the two of them chatting amongst themselves. zayn figures they must've woken up not too long ago for them to still be eating and the food smells freshly made. that must mean niall and harry are both still in bed. but, that's expected on a saturday, there's no reason to be up anyway. both the brunette's look over at him when he enters the kitchen.

"good morning babe." liam chirps with a small smile. zayn nods, leaning down to kiss him.

"morning baby, morning lou." he says, pulling back and waking over the counter as louis nods at him with a mouth full of food, unable to verbally respond in the moment—and he knows how much talking with a full mouth disgusts his papa very much. liam is grateful the boy is finally learning to mind his manners, sometimes anyway. zayn grabs a mug out the cabinet to pour himself some coffee. he was going to need it to get through the day, maybe even more than one cup.