Reticence ( Kid!Zayn) ( Larry Family)

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"Stan, pass me the ball," Zayn smiled at the one-year-old as he walked towards him, clutching the ball with both of his hands. They were playing on the porch waiting for Darren to come back with the biscuits for tea time. Tea time was the most important part of the day at Fiona's house. It was basically the time where all the household sat together and gossiped about everything and anything. The kids talked about what they did at school and their mother told them ancient stories about people who had done her wrong.

It could also be listed as the time where it was okay to insult and taunt Louis. Everybody had the time of their lives when their mother started on listing the faults in the cerulean eyed lad, making fun of him and blaming him for absolutely anything. Fiona loved badmouthing Louis, especially on the rare occasions when Zayn joined them at the tea table.

The raven haired toddler didn't understand why his aunt was so against his father. He didn't get why she said all those bad words about him. He had never heard his papa saying all those words about Aunt Fiona. So why did she spoke so ill about his papa?

The worst thing about it was that his Aunt thought he didn't understand what she said and she often laughed at him for that, calling him dumb and a few other words he couldn't quite comprehend. Sometimes, Zayn wanted to scold her for talking bad about his Papa but then he would be reminded of what his fathers taught him about talking to elders and then he'd just stay quiet.

Usually, Zayn tried to stay upstairs waiting for Stan to come to his room so that they could play together. However, every now and then his best friend would drag him downstairs to play with his toys and being Zayn he just couldn't say no.

It was one of those few days. Zayn was still contemplating if he could go upstairs without his aunt spotting him when the doorbell rang.

" Bi!" Stan jumped up running towards the door calling out for brother in his own distinct way. Zayn followed his friend in a hesitant manner knowing that it was too late to think about it anymore. He would have to sit through another session of his aunt insulting his papa and he could do nothing about him.

" Who's there?" Zayn asked as per his father's instruction.

" Boogieman!" Stan screamed, clearly frightened. He turned in his steps running back to the front door. Zayn only laughed a little as he opened the door. He was almost used to this, his father trying to scare him every time he came home and even though he rarely got scared anymore, his dad never stopped trying.

" Daddy!" He chuckled as Harry lifted him up from his shoulder and placing them on his neck.

"How's my wolverine?" The curly haired man kissed his son's hand before shifting him onto his hip and walking out of the door. Zayn frowned at his father's action confused about where they were going.

" Wanna go on a ride?" Harry kissed his forehead before placing the little boy on the motorcycle. Zayn wanted to ask about his papa but he didn't know if he should. Harry fixed a small helmet on his son's head before sitting behind him on the vehicle.

Zayn almost jumped in delight when he saw his Papa coming out from the door. Louis' looked tired but there was a rare shine in his eyes and a small smile on his lips. The cerulean eyed lad walked towards the motorcycle in slow but firm steps, Harry got off the motorcycle and secured the helmet on Louis' head before helping him up on the motorcycle. When he was sure that his husband was comfortable he sat back in his position and started the motorcycle.

" Hold on tight." His voice came out guarded. Harry was aware that Louis was still mad at him for obvious reasons but he didn't want his husband to get hurt due to the differences between them. The curly haired lad felt his heart burst out in happiness when he sensed the familiar thin arms embrace him, tightening around his waist.