Splenda Daddy → ziam

intro

He kept his head down texting away furiously on his phone, occasionally drawing his bottom lip into his mouth to bite down on it in thought or simply repressing a lustful moan. Tonight was the night, and he was more than prepared for it. 

Zayn let his eyes wander the crowd and he waited patiently for the signal. Suddenly a boy sitting at the bar waved him over, his heart began to beat entirely too fast and his brain felt too big for his head. He, honestly, all but ran over and as he got closer he went over the mental checklist. Tall, drop dead gorgeous, brown hair, and knows their signal. Check. Check. And check. 

"Hey, daddy," Zayn teasingly ran his hand up his arm, and waited for the reply that would seal the deal.

"Hey, baby boy."

Zayn was giddy. His heart was aflutter. All the shit they say in romantic movies that he'd called bullshit on were, well still bullshit, but he'd be damned if he would even dare say he was disappointed. 

There weren't many words that followed. They both stumbled into the night air, Zayn drunk on him and him just simply drunk. It didn't take long to reach Zayn's house, and it took even less time for them to end up tangled in his sheets. 

Him gripping hair, spitting dirty words, and pounding like there was no tomorrow and Zayn loving every single second of it. When it was over, it wasn't. Zayn rode that high well into his sleep, and the thoughts of being pampered and spoiled just made him even more excited. 

"Goodnight, daddy." Zayn placed a kiss on his naked chest, and in response he got a mumble that he assumed was his daddy returning the goodnight. They cuddled, and before he knew it Zayn was dead asleep.

When he awoke, Zayn's phone was buzzing like crazy.

Daddy: Sorry we couldn't meet

Daddy: I was called into work all of a sudden

Daddy: I hope we can reschedule

Harry: Guess who just got dumped last night??

Daddy: Good morning, baby boy. I'm really sorry about last night, let me make it up to you, yeah?

Zayn's eyes went wide, and he slowly turned to the strange sleeping soundly in his bed. "Holy Shit..." He ran his fingers through his hair.

"Holy fucking shit..."

A/N: I just had to have my daddy story (because zayn is baby boy af), but I needed something funny to it so I can hide my sins lol. Anyway don't forget if you liked this to comment and vote. Peace out, fam.

xo.