Warnings: an extreme amount of fluff, you might just die. Just saying.
“Li, baby, time to get up.” Louis cooed at his little boy. Liam rubbed his eyes with his fists, smiling, his dummy falling from his mouth. Louis picked it up, setting it off to the side before pushing down the bar on the adult-sized crib and pulling Liam out. “Are you wet?” Louis asked, sliding a finger in his nappy and nodding. Liam blushed. “It’s okay, you know you’re still getting used to the nappy. Don’t worry, babe.” Louis smiled, not wanting him to be upset.
“Fanks, Daddy.” Liam smiled. He was laid on the changing table and kicked his legs absentmindedly as Louis placed a hand on his stomach to keep him on the table, while grabbing a nappy and wipe with the other. He tickled Liam’s tummy, eliciting beautiful little squeals and giggles from him. He smiled, pulling the old, wet nappy off and lifting his hips to put the new one on. He quickly had him changed and in a new onesie.
“You ready to go eat, bug?” Liam nodded, smiling. Louis slipped the dummy into his mouth again and carried him downstairs, struggling a little on the steps, but making it to the bottom. He carried the boy to the kitchen, placing him in the high-chair and bustling around the kitchen to make some food for the boy. He fixed a bowl of porridge and sat down next to the boy, putting a bib on him. “Open up!” He cheered excitedly and Liam opened his mouth wide. Louis spooned in a small bite of the food and Liam chewed, happily, smiling and opening his mouth again when he had swallowed. Louis fed him the rest of the bowl then prepared a bottle and carried Liam to the couch.
He sat down with Liam laying across his lap, his padded bum settled right between Louis’ legs, a quite comfortable position for both. He placed the nipple of the bottle at Liam’s lips and he began sucking on it. Louis held the bottle and one of Liam’s hands went to cover his daddy’s. Louis smiled as the other hand went to fist itself in Louis’s shirt, not wanting his daddy to leave him. Louis began humming quietly. “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey.” He watched as Liam’s blinked up at him. He smiled at the younger boy. Soon, the milk was all gone and Liam smiled, a little milk dribbling out the side of his mouth. Louis smiled. “Oh, you messy boy.” Louis smiled as Liam blushed slightly. Louis grabbed a soft cloth, wiping up the milk, laying it over his shoulder and holding Liam, patting his back. He let out a little burp, a nasty combo of porridge and milk spilling out some.
Louis wiped his mouth again, tossing the cloth in the kitchen. “What do you want to do, bug?”
“P’ay!” he cheered. Louis smiled.
“Okay.” Liam smiled, placing a sloppy kiss on his daddy’s cheek. He nodded, picking up the boy and carrying him down to the playroom where all of Liam’s toys were. He set him down on the floor and grabbed a few of his toys, placing them around Liam. Liam immediately picked up his teething ring, chewing on it. He grabbed the blue ring tightly, his teeth nibbling at the plastic. Louis smiled, sitting beside his boy on the ground. Liam laid his head in Louis’ lap cutely. Louis smiled at his perfect little boy.
