I Just Want To Be Your Favorite [LS Dom/Sub] (boyxboy)

Chapter Thirty Eight

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It was hard for Louis to get used to the new house. They had been moved in for about a week now, and Louis' pregnancy brain really wasn't helping his confusion.

He had woken up on the wrong side of the bed, seeing a text from Harry that explained he had to go into the office and he would be home by dinner time. His back was killing him with his rapidly growing stomach, HJ was kicking up a storm while he laid comfortably on Louis' bladder, and there was absolutely no blueberries in the house.

He wanted to cry at the thought of leaving the house, but he had no choice. There was no food that he wanted to eat, and the thought of take out made him want to throw up.

He slipped on a pair of leggings and an old college tshirt of Harry's before slipping on a pair of toms and grabbing his keys.

He rarely drove his pretty Range Rover lately, but the seats were comfortable and he fit comfortably after he made a few alterations to the seat.

Before he could start the car, his phone began to ring. The caller ID announced that it was Harry.

"Hey hubby." Louis smiled as he answered. "How's your morning?"

"I'm good, baby." He hummed back, sound like he was messing with papers. "What're you doing today?"

"Going to run to the store." Louis replied hesitantly, knowing Harry was a bit over cautious when it came to Louis leaving the house without him this far in the pregnancy. He would definitely refuse to let the sub go if he found out it was only because he was out of blueberries. "I'm so hungry and HJ wants everything we don't have."

"Babe," Harry whined, making Louis smile. His Dom was pretty cute. "How about we make a deal?"

This should be good, Louis thought with a roll of his eyes.

"I'll meet you at Trader Joes in ten minutes so we can go shopping together for my lunch break. Does that sound good?"

"That sounds perfect." Louis replied honestly. He wanted Harry to hold him and rub his back while they shopped.

"Okay, my love. I'll see you soon."

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When Louis got to the grocery store, he had to wait a bit for Harry to arrive. He didn't mind, though, because he was feeling nice and cool with the AC on.

It wasn't too bad outside, a warm 80 degrees that came along with the approaching summer time.

He jumped, startled, when he was woken from a light doze to a knock on the window. He grinned happily, though, when he realized that it was only Harry.

He unlocked the doors and shut off the car, Harry opening the drivers door immediately.

"Hello, sunshine." Harry was beaming, looking heavenly in his striped button up and black dress pants. "You're glowing, baby. You look stunning."

"I look like a rat today." Louis cackled, shoving at his fiancé's shoulder before letting the older man help him down.

"You could never." Harry frowned, rubbing a hand over the boys belly. His frown was quickly replaced with a large grin when a foot nudged against his palm. "He loves his daddy."

"It's good he knows who knocked up his mother." Louis rolled his eyes, making Harry pinch his arm.

"Don't be like that, Lou. Now come along, let's get you some blueberries." Louis grew sheepish at being caught. His dominant knew him so well.

"By the way," Harry hummed, trying his best to look nonchalant. The man was anything but. If he could see through Louis, Louis could see right through him. "I got a strange call this morning."

"What do you mean?" Louis questioned. He had a bad feeling about what this could be about.

"It was from your sister." Harry finally blurted out as he grabbed a cart. Louis' eyes widened at that, leaning against the car and pushing it into the store.

"What do you mean my sister? Was it Emma or Madison?" Louis was growing exhausted at just the topic of this conversation.

"Madison." Harry answered, pressing a hand to the boys lower back and kneading it softly, leading him towards the produce. "She told me that she saw a few newspapers that announced your pregnancy. She said if you weren't going to talk to her, to call your parents. Which, honestly, is none of her business. Your father has little to know emotional attachment to anyone let alone his submissive or kids, and your mother watched you get abused by your own sisters without doing anything about it for years."

Louis kept quiet as Harry ranted, wondering why Madison would even bother calling. If his parents cared that much, they'd find another way to contact him besides having their daughter call his dominant at work.

"It's obviously completely up to you whether you call or not. I will back you up with any decision you'd like to make." Harry continued, seemingly oblivious to his submissives internal dilemma.

"I don't want my sisters involved with HJ at all." Louis announced, harsh tone to his voice. "They did nothing but lower my confidence and hurt me my entire childhood. I'll be damned if we let either Emma or Madison near our son, Harry." The dominant immediately showed his agreement.

"My parents..." Louis sighed, dropping his head on Harry's shoulder. The man quickly moved Louis in order to let the boy put all his weight onto him. Harry wouldn't make the mother of his child hold all of his hurt on his own shoulders. They were a team, a family. They were getting married.

"I don't know what to think of that just yet. I'll probably call my mother another day, just to see what's going on. But if they hold any negativity towards us or HJ... they're finished."

"That's a great idea, baby." Harry praised. "I love you so much. You're so, so strong."

"Thank you, daddy." Louis smiled. "I love you so much too."

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