OTP Mpreg Oneshots

Another Larry Stylinson!!

Requested by @janielol11

Thank you for the request!

"Harry?! Do you know where the towels are?!" Louis yelled from the bathroom, looking through the cabinets and searching for a towel to dry himself off with after taking a long shower.

"They're in the laundry room! I just took them out of the dryer for you!" Harry yelled back, hearing the footsteps of his lover right above him as he smiled and went on with cooking breakfast.

"I don't see them anywhere!" Louis yelled back. Harry laughed before audibly sighing and climbing the stairs to see Louis searching through the laundry basket. Bent over with his arse in the air and his pregnant belly hanging low.

"They're in the other laundry basket dear. On top of the washing machine." Harry said and made Louis jump in surprise as Harry chuckled and held his lover in his arms. "It's just me darling." Harry kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry I scared you."

"Yeah, well, you should be! Now she won't stop kicking!" Louis said with anger in his voice but Harry knew he did that just to think he was angry. That couldn't have been farther from the truth.

"Should I apologize to the little one?" Harry asked. Louis nodded his head, nuzzling into Harry's shoulder and kissing his cheek before Harry kneeled in front of him and lovingly pecked his belly with kisses.

"Hello baby girl, it's your daddy. I'm sorry I scared you and papa, I never meant to scare you my lovely little angel. Could you quiet down for papa please? We understand you'd like to come out, but it'll be very soon darling. I promise." Harry looked up to Louis with a smile and Louis couldn't hold back the grin he had, sheepishly hiding it behind his hand. "We promise."

Giving one last kiss to the heavy bump, Harry stood and passionately kissed his lover once again on the lips. Their daughter dropped a couple weeks prior and made Louis' 8 ½ month belly look more oblong than round; and it made Louis waddle heavier than ever with the child wedging herself down further in the bowl of his pelvis.

"She's getting lower in there. I can feel her head way down there." Louis pointed out to Harry with a nervous smile. Obviously he was nervous about being a parent and the stress was enough to kill a grown man, but he wouldn't trade any of it for the world.

"She's getting closer to meeting us." Harry marveled at his lover's degrading body, rubbing and caressing Louis' belly as he smiled.

"I can't wait to meet her." Louis whispered, looking down at his round stomach with Harry's hand on either side of it. Secretly, he would miss that bump and knowing the knowledge of carrying something precious around. But having her here soon where he could actually see her, hold her, smell her, it was all becoming real. God, he couldn't wait to meet her.

"Have you thought of any names?" Harry asked, knowing that Louis could never decide on a name despite the multitude of baby books they had. Louis bit his lip and smiled.

"Not too many that I know of so far. Har, I'll know when I see her okay? For now, we're going to take things nice and slow. I have two weeks left until she is born and I would like to enjoy the time I have before I go into labor." Louis retorted turning away from Harry before the curly haired boy caught him again and pulled him back.

"Har, please. I have to go get dressed, I'm still naked and I'm starting to get a little cold." Louis said with chattering teeth.

"I can keep you warm, darling." Harry nuzzled his nose into Louis' shoulder as the pregnant man gently pushed him away.