One Direction One Shots

Ageplay Baby!Zayn

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“Zayn, come on babe. Time to get up.” a hand stroked his stomach, kissing his cheek and neck. Zayn whined, attempting to push his heavy eyelids.

“That’s my baby. Morning Z.” hands reached into the crib, pulling him out and settling him on someone’s hip, whoever it was, now rocking him gently. He lay his head on Daddy Lou’s shoulder, trying not to fall back asleep.

“Are you hungry babe? Ready for some breakfast?” Louis asked, taking him over to the changing table, quickly changing his nappy, rubbing his tummy when he started to squirm.

“Daddy.” Zayn said, giving him a lazy smile.

“Morning sleepyhead. Did you have a good sleep?” he asked, picking him back up. Zayn nodded, telling him excitedly about the room filled with chocolates and sweets. Louis listened attentively, reaching into his crib to grab his dummy, making sure to clip it to his shirt.

Down in the kitchen Harry stood at the stove, Liam and Niall seated at the table, all of them looking up when Louis carried in their baby.

“Morning boo.” Niall reached over and pulled Zayn onto his lap, kissing his cheek and pinching his sides, making the older boy giggle.

“Morning Papa. Morning Daddy Li. Morning Baba.” giving all of his daddies a sweet smile.

“How’s our baby boy this morning?”  Harry asked putting a bowl of cereal in front of him, planting a kiss on his forehead as well.

“Good, M’hungry.” he grabbed for the cereal but Liam pulled it away, giving him a stern look. 

“No eating unless your in your chair Zayn.” he said, taking the boy and strapping him in his high chair. They talked about what they could do today while Zayn ate, getting most of it on his hands and face, giving up on eating and deciding that it would be fun to try and make a picture out of the food instead.

“Look at Z.” Niall muttered, nudging Liam whose eyes immediately left his phone and landed on the boy , concentrating on his food.

"Zayn.” Louis groaned half heartedly. Zayn looked up, giving his daddies his best innocent smile.

“Come on babe. Time for a shower then.”Harry hefted him onto his hip, groaning when Zayn grabbed his cheeks with oatmeal covered hands, giggling at the faces Harry made.

“Well aren’t you being a naughty boy today, huh?” He asked, blowing raspberries onto his tummy as he undressed him, loving the little giggles he got in response. Zayn was relatively easy to bathe, splashing around but mainly staying still so that they could finish and play some more. Harry drained the water, pulling him out of the water and dressing him in a pair of sweatpants and a singlet, taping a nappy on before anything.

“Baba, play with blocks?”

“Of course you can play with blocks babe. And we can color and how about hide and seek boo?” Zayn squealed, clapping his hands excitedly.

“Alright. Lets go then.” Carrying him back out to the den where most of his toys were scattered all over the floor. Harry watched Zayn crawl to the middle of the floor and spill his bag of blocks, attempting to stack them as high as they would go.

“Baba help.” He whined, pouting at Harry who texted the others to come in as well.

“Alright, what should I do captain Zayn?” He asked, sitting cross legged on the floor.

“Fort Baba! Make fort!” Zayn exclaimed, throwing his arms and knocking down the tower that he had been working on. 

“Alright baby. Let’s clean this up first and then we can make a fort. Come on bug.” Zayn pouted but got up and followed orders, stowing the blocks away while Harry grabbed the blankets and threw them over chairs and couches.

“Where’s Zaynie?” Niall asked, pretending not to see the feet sticking out from he entrance.

“I don’t know. I guess we have to find him. Zaynie, where’s our Zaynie boo?” Louis called, crawling over to the sock covered toes. He could hear Zayn trying to muffle his giggles and smiled.

“Gotcha.” he tugged on the little toes, making Zayn laugh and try to crawl away. 

“Oh no you don’t?” Louis pulled him out and proceeded to tickle his sides, loving the way Zayn giggled around his dummy, facing turning red and getting breathy.

“Alright, that’s enough now. Don’t kill him Lou.” Niall said, Liam picking Zayn up and over to the couch, seating him in his lap while he caught his breath.

“Was daddy Lou being silly?” he asked the boy in his lap, rubbing his stomach. Zayn nodded, sucking on the dummy harder.

He wasn’t use to having all of the boys look at him like that, with so much adoration and constantly cooing at him, like they were now. Feeling the heat return to his cheeks he hid his face in Liam’s shoulder. The others only cooed further, finding it so cute how shy Zayn got. This Zayn was so different from the one that put up a front for everyone, baby Zayn let the boys see his vulnerable side, and they couldn’t love him any more for that. 

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Eventually he stopped hiding and forced the rest of his daddies to come and play in the fort with him, until Harry came in and announced that lunch was ready.

“No, Zaynie not hungry.” he whined, crossing his arms as Niall sat him in the high chair, putting pasta in front of him. 

“You have to eat Zayn. If you don’t eat then no desert.” Liam said, always the strict parent. Zayn pouted, shaking his head again.

“Zayn come on. Just a few bites.” Liam twirled his fork, trying to nudge the food into his mouth but he turned away, swinging his hand so that the food went flying across the kitchen floor. 

“That’s it. Come on mister. You need a little time out.” Liam sighed, letting Harry pick Zayn up and carry him into the corner. And Zayn didn’t fight, just pouted as he stared at the corner for fifteen minutes, until Liam came over to get him.

“Are you ready to apologize Zaynie?” he asked, running his hands through his baby hair. Zayn looked at him, eyes watering a little.

“Sorry daddy Li. Zayn no be bad anymore. Promise.” he said, pulling the dummy out to plant a kiss on Liam’s cheek.

“You’re not a bad boy. You’re daddy’s good boy. Now how about a nice bottle and we can take a long nap, alright?” he asked, taking Zayn out to the living room where the others were putting in a movie, Tarzan, Zayn’s favorite. He grinned, reaching for the warm milk that Niall held. Liam laid Zayn on Niall’s lap, sitting beside him so that they were cuddling. Niall grinned, glad to finally have some time with his baby. He nudged the nipple into Zayn’s slackened lips, feeling him pull, suckling the warm milk,  eyes already drooping.

“Let’s go up to your crib, yeah?” Niall whispered, pulling the now empty bottle from his lips and letting Louis come back over and take him, but not without another kiss. Louis took him to his room, changing him into a new nappy and sleeper, before laying the barely conscious boy down on the mattress, pressing the dummy back into his mouth.

“Night boo. Love you.” And Zayn would’ve told his daddy Lou he loved him too but he was already fast asleep.