jaan//ziam

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'Ow'

Zayn stirs in his sleep, and Liam winces.

He tries to push himself up again, but pain bursts through his neck and tears prick at his eyes.

'Ow'

So he lies in bed, tears brimming at his eyes, clutching his bump with white knuckles.

What is wrong with him?

Suddenly another hand is on his bump, and Liam's breath hitches as Zayn nuzzles into his neck.

'You alright, jaan?' he mumbles, nosing at Liam's neck sleepily.

Oh God.

Heart hammering, Liam nods, tilting his head back to hold in tears.

Zayn hums in his sleep and throws his arm over Liam's tummy, nails lightly scratching over his skin.

Maybe it'll all be okay?

‡

Liam wakes up to fingers carding through his hair, fingertips dancing along his tummy.

He exhales shakily and tries to shift, breath hitching when a sharp pain shoots along his shoulder.

Zayn's fingers tense and Liam closes his eyes softly, trying to hold back the easy tears.

'Jaan, are you okay?'

Liam's voice cracks as he replies with a soft yes and he's never felt so vulnerable in his life.

'Leeyum, Li—what's wrong?'

Zayn gently pulls him up, a worried expression on his face.

Who is this man? Why is he so perfect?

And then.

'Oh G–God, Li—Liam you're bleeding a–again'

Liam squeezes his eyes shut, wheezing for breaths at this point.

'Li—babe, Liam st–stay with m—LIAM'

And the world's slowly blurring around him, black clouding what was once golden and coloured and beautiful—

'LIAM PLEASE I LOVE YOU—'

‡

'Mumma please just check him?'

Liam's eyes flutter open slowly, and he looks around, still dazed.

'Beta I'm sure he's fine—pregnancies are hard on us all–'

'HE'S NOT FINE' Zayn yells suddenly, and Liam winces to himself.

I am fine, he mentally protests, but the dull ache in his shoulder and nausea say different.

Liam stirs softly, and the Rani and Emir quieten down immediately.

'Jaan?'

Ignoring the way his heart flutters at the nickname, Liam nods slightly, cringing when his neck throbs.

Zayn is beside him the next moment, his warm eyes shining worriedly, 'Sab kheriyat? [Everything okay?]'

Liam nods slowly and the Rani is quick to say a, 'Zayn I told you so'

But then the Emir growls and jumps to his feet, before sweeping a burning oil lamp off the bedside table with one hand.

Liam cringes at the loud crash it makes, and the Rani gasps.

Zayn screams, red in the face.

He brings his hands up to his head, tugging at his hair with shaky fingers, 'WILL EVERYONE STOP LYING TO ME?!'

Liam shakes his head gently, and tries to slowly push himself up in the bed, to prove that he's okay.

'LIAM!' Zayn is quick to bark, fuming, 'LIE THE FUCK DOWN. YOU ARE NOT ALRIGHT, JUST ACCEPT IT, DAMN IT'

Liam can't help the way his resolve crumbles at that. Or the way tears fill his eyes immediately.

But it works. It's ingenious. It's like emotional blackmail because

Zayn's face softens immediately when he sees Liam's lip trembling.

He sighs, frustratedly, and drops to his knees again, bringing Liam's hand up to his lips and kissing each of his fingertips.

'I love you jaan. I'm just trying to care of you' Zayn mumbles weakly, and Liam bites his lip, nodding because.

He knows. He knows. He just— doesn't want to bother Zayn anymore than he already has.

(He loves Zayn too)

'Just' Zayn starts, wincing, 'Just let me help you, yea?'

Liam is about to speak when Zayn leans forward and captures his lips between his own, muffling his words.

He's so perfect. The world swims before Liam's eyes as Zayn's fingers come up around his cheeks and he gently slides into bed beside Liam.

The Rani coughs from the back of the room and Zayn pulls back, hesitantly.

Teasing Liam. Leaving Liam wanting. . .no, craving more.

Was that necessary?

'Let me help you' Zayn repeats, but Liam can barely focus with the way he keeps licking his lips like. . . Like he's trying to get all of Liam's essence.

Like he can still taste Liam on his own lips.

'Jaan listen to me'

Liam shakes his head, pulling his eyes away from Zayn's lips unwillingly.

'I'm calling the physician in, okay?' Zayn says softly, and Liam thinks his eyes look golden in this light.

'You're here with me, yea? Everything's okay. Baby's gonna come out looking like a mini–you, and—and it's gonna be amazing'

He kisses Liam's knuckles again and looks up at him with watery eyes.

'And— and I.. I love you'

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hey i am alive.

(drowning under sheets of revision but HEY still Alive!🙋)

SHAMELESS PROMO:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8015530

short lil (8k) one shot on ao3 (ziam duh), it's called “maybe i found something good” and it's by 18ziam (me😛)

liam is kinda beautiful. zayn is kinda fucked.

(or: zayn realises just how much he loves liam as they grow up from sugar–lipped young boys into charming young men)

check it out if you're interested😊
I'm so so sorry that I can't update so frequently, but as much as I love ziam and reading and writing and fangirling and crying and getting horny—

everything <<<<studies

at least, for now. this is an important year.😫

(IM SORRY IM SO BORING 😭😭😭)

bohot saara pyaar [lots of love]😗💜