It has been a long day of being chased by fans, getting screamed at and getting pictures taken. Harry was a bit frustrated by the entire hubbub going on. The heat wasn’t helping either; the young boy was sweating, his curls sticking slightly on his forehead.
When the irritated boy finally got home, he groaned, tiredly throwing his jacket on the ground and kicking his shoes off somewhere behind him.
Because he was having a bad day, he didn’t even bother to pick up after himself and trudged upstairs to his room, plopping down on the bed. Soon, he fell in to sleep.
It felt like seconds later, he heard a loud thud, waking him up from the darkness. When he opened his eyes slowly, he saw Zayn barge in.
“Wake up Harry, what did I tell you about picking after yourself? Niall tripped over one of your shoe and he could have been injured!” the older boy started to lecture Harry. But the curly haired boy didn’t want to hear it. He groaned and pulled the duvet over his head, “Oh bugger off, Zayn.” He grumbled.
There was a moment of silence and before he knew it, the tanned boy yanked the duvet off of Harry, glaring at him. “Want to say that again, Harry? Do you want to be bent over my knee?” Zayn’s voice dropped down a few octaves, his voice deep and dangerous.
But, to that, the younger boy huffed, “Sorry, not in the mood.”
The older boy has had enough. He sat down and jerked Harry over his lap by his hair. Then, he quickly grabbed the closest thing he could reach, which happened to be Harry’s belt discarded on his nightstand. The curly haired boy tried to fight Zayn off but he was too strong, and driven with anger. “S-stop, Zayn! Just leave me alone!” He shouted, but of course, his band mate didn’t let him go. His grip only tightened around Harry and to that, the youngest member whimpered.
The first hit came too soon, too unexpected. THWACK! And the rest came soon after, continuously. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK, THWACK! Harry had given up trying to protect his arse after Zayn had hit his fingers as well. He bit down hard on the bottom of his lip, squeezing his eyes shut while the spanking went on. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK!!
The older boy knitted his eyebrow, counting in his head as he made sure that he got Harry’s sitting spot as well. 36…37…38… He watched as the younger boy’s bum turned redder and redder as he brought the belt down on him. 42…43…44…45…
Finally, the spanking stopped. Harry had gotten the total of 50 hits and sobbing. Zayn pulled the curly haired boy off his lap and wrapped arms around him. “Have you learned your lesson? Can you tell me what you did wrong?” He mumbled, his voice was still stern but not as fueled annoyance. Instead of answering, the sniffling boy whimpered.
“Harry..?” Zayn frowned and pulled back, his hands still resting on the younger boy’s trembling shoulders. Harry didn’t look up, instead he brought his hands up to cover his face, “I-I’m sorry… I know what I did wrong, but I just… had a bad day, and…” His voice was muffled by his hands but the tanned boy understood, he hugged his band mate again, rubbing his back, “Shh, there, there. I understand… Everyone has those days, but that doesn’t mean you can let your mood control you, right?”
Harry nodded slowly and Zayn offered to cuddle which the younger boy said yes to. “But, you have to apologize to Niall afterwards, alright?” The older boy added, raising an eyebrow, “He almost went face first in to a wall!” And to that, the curly haired boy couldn’t help but giggle a little then reply with, “alright.”
So, the two boys cuddled, talking about their day and Harry felt better, pouring out the things that have bothered him earlier today.
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Sorry for not updating for so long! I've been really busy and there are dramas in my life, atm.. Hah, hope things get better soon!
Also, yeah, sorry this chapter's so short! But I promise you, that the next one will be better. I have an idea for it, that I'm not sure if you guys would like, but a clue is that it will be Louis who will be getting spanked.
Oh, and a question, do you guys want me to add a bit of romance to things? Or is this whole brotherly love thing alright? Also, if you guys do want some smut in things, I don't mind trying, so please give me some feedbacks?
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Punishment for the Misbehaved.
FanficSpank-fic. You have been warned. No hate please. TABLE OF CONTENTS: Niam. Larry and Ziall. Zarry. Larry; teacher/student smut. Part 1. Nouis+Zouis. (Coming soon, having a bit of a writer's block.. I guess.)