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#18: Your Child Falls Asleep On Another Boy

#18: Your Child Falls Asleep On Another Boy - middsnight

Niall: Peaceful snores leaving your daughters parted lips filled quiet room. Her head was firmly placed to Zayn’s chest as he tangled one of his hands in her soft hair lightly stroking it making her nuzzle even closer to him. All Niall did was stare; his little princess has never fell asleep on him. Arms crossed over his chest as he watched them for one more moment. He slowly approached the placing one hand to his daughters back while he used the other one to support her legs as he slowly placed her in his embrace. ”I think it’s time for her to go to bed.”

Zayn: He blankly stared at Louis; he still couldn’t believe that it actually happened. Little boy peacefully slept cuddled close to Louis, his long hand covering him, tucking him in. No body could put that kid asleep…Quiet ‘thank you’ left Zayn’s smiling lips as he carefully shifted his son’s body from the couch to his arms slowly caring him to bed.

Louis: He was supposed to be a fun dad; the one who will always be needed by his kids. It surprised him when his son wanted Uncle Liam to play with him. Annoyed sigh left Louis’ lips while he nervously shifted his weight from one leg to another waiting on Liam to hand him his sleepy boy. He reached his arms and readily took his son. No words had been exchanged between the two men as Louis carried his son to bed.

Liam: Brown eyes dreamily trailed over his daughter’s fragile body now firmly placed to Harry’s chest. Quiet snores left her lips making Liam and Harry smile at the same time. ”I’ll take her from now”, Liam quietly whispers being careful not to wake up his little angel. One hand was placed to her back lightly picking her up while he took hold on her kegs using the other hand.

Harry: His lips were now set in one tight line while he crossed his arms behind his back nervously walking around the room. His little daughter was closely cuddled next to Niall, her head resting on his chest while he lazily rested his own on the pillow of her bed; the both of them were asleep. Picture book was the only thing that still managed to shine in the dim lighting of the room as it lied on Niall’s stomach. Harry shifted his weight from one leg to another while he looked at the two of them; he’s supposed to be the one that will shelter her, read her stories ans make her smile, not him. That’s what father’s for. He turned on his heal, messy curls framing his face as he shook his had slowly leaving the room.