Three's Company [zourry]

five

"What a healthy kitten you are!" Louis blushed and giggled at the doctors comment, feet swinging from his spot on the hospital bed.

Zayn and Harry had brought Louis to Harry's own doctor, someone they trusted. Even with that trust, though, the two men were on edge the whole time. Louis had passed every test, the only issue at all being that his eyesight was a bit off.

"So he's okay? Healthy?" Zayn questioned, biting his thumbnail. Harry was standing worriedly by the bed, hovering protectively over Louis.

"He's healthy as can be. Although, he could gain at least ten more pounds, he's a bit underweight." Dr. Pinnock announced. Her hair was tied in a few long braids hanging down her back, which seemed to hypnotize Louis as she moved around the room.

Harry and Zayn both let out a relieved sigh. That was something they had already started working on. Zayn stood from his seat on an uncomfortable chair in the corner, shaking the doctors hand and thanking her for looking him over.

"Not a problem. Take care of this one, he's such a sweetie." She tapped Louis on the nose, making said boy giggle wildly.

Harry was quick to lick his nose, washing away any scent she could have left behind on his kitten. He had no idea where she got the idea that she could touch Louis like that. Completely unprofessional.

Louis grinned happily at the action, wrapping his legs around the dominant cat and licking his chin in response. "My Hazzy?"

"My kitten." Harry replied, nuzzling into his neck.

The cats purred in synchronization, making Zayn smile. They were adorable together.

"Before I go," Dr. Pinnock cleared her throat, gaining everyone's attention. "I do see signs of an upcoming Heat. Louis, do you remember the last time you had it, exactly?"

"Louis no like Heat." The kitten pouted. "Louis had heat awhile before Zaynie and Hazzy."

The woman looked toward Zayn, who shrugged his shoulders. "We've only had him for about a week. I can't really help you there."

"Well, keep an eye out for it. His reflexes were a bit slow today, and that in kitten hybrids is a sign for an upcoming Heat, most likely going to occur in a week or two. You all should probably discuss what will happen during that time."

Harry looked on edge by the comment, gnawing on his bottom lip, before beginning to help Louis down from his perch on the bed.

"Mr. Malik, if I could speak to you briefly." Dr. Pinnock murmured, hand on the door knob. Zayn frowned a bit, but followed her out the door, hearing Harry speaking to Louis as he left, "Alright, Lou, put your clothes back on then we can go get some food, okay?" 

As they stepped into the brightly lit hallway, Zayn pursed his lips as the doctor seemed to scan her clipboard. "I see that this hybrid has recently been released to your care?"

"Yes," Zayn cleared his throat. "is something the matter, doctor?"

"Do you know anything about his previous living arrangements?" She seemed to finally blurt out. "Mr. Tomlinson is covered in scars, and a few faded bruises. None of them appear in visible areas, which worries me. If there are any other hybrids in this families care, and you know about it, I must be vocal in my encouragement to turning them in."

Zayn froze, throat tightening at her words. What kind of life did that family make for Louis? Why would they choose to treat someone like that in the first place?

He finished the conversation quickly after that, after assuring the woman that he knew nothing about his family, that he had literally invited him into his home after finding him alone in a restaurant. 

"If you learn anything... please give me a call." She reached into the breast pocket of her jacket, pulling out a business card that read Leigh-Anne Pinnock, Hybrid Specialist.

He returned to the room to see Louis was dressed again in his leggings and a sweater, vans slipped onto his sockless feet (something he seemed to be rather picky about were socks). Harry eyed him questioningly as he saw him, but with a simple exchange with their eyes, told each other they would talk later. The older hybrid simply ignored it for now, tangling his tail together with Louis' before leading him out of the doctors office.

"Louis," Harry coughed, as they all sat in the car, driving back to the apartment. "has anyone ever helped you with a Heat?"

"No," Louis hummed, not paying much attention as he gazed out the window. "One time, mama had a puppy come over to play with Louis, but puppy did not like Louis! Heat was so bad."

Harry clenched his fists at that, angered by the fact that Louis' parents were going to have some random kid help Louis through something so personal.

The rest of the ride was quiet, everyone in deep thought as they drove home.

But, Louis was the one to break the silence once they returned to the apartment.

Harry was sitting at the table, sharp claws tapping at it while he watched Zayn cook dinner. Louis had been in the living room watching a movie, which is why Harry jumped in surprise when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Would Hazzy and Zaynie help Louis with Heat?" A crash was heard in the kitchen, and Harry could feel the way his cock twitched in his pants.

Louis had no idea the effect he had on the boys.

"Kitten, do you know what it means to help you through a Heat?" Harry questioned slowly.

Louis rolled his eyes, nodding his head. "Louis not stupid. Kitten hurt so bad when alone, just want Zaynie and Hazzy to... help." There was a blush forming on Louis' cheeks that was making it hard for Harry to maintain his composure.

"You're sure, Louis?" Zayn questioned from the island. He had an intense look on his face, and Harry could understand that all too well.

Louis nodded his head, looking exasperated. "Louis trust kitty and Zaynie. Wanna be close to both."

Harry couldn't hold himself back as he wrapped an arm around Louis' waist, and pulled him onto his lap. He wrapped his tail around him, and scented the small hybrid, happy when the overwhelming smell of Zayn and him reached his nose.

He wanted Louis to always smell like them.

He wanted Louis to be theirs.