One Direction Imagines and Preferences

He Holds The Baby For The First Time

Niall: As soon as he could, Niall has the newborn wrapped in his arms, crooning over how perfect she was. The more he looked at her, the more he loved her. He carefully bounced her, his blue eyes misty. 
“She’s perfect, Y/N. She’s the most perfect thing in this world, you both are,” he whispered as tears spilt down his cheeks. You smiled from the bed, you eyes tired. 
“She’s simply wonderful.” Niall made sure to hold her as much as he could, barely giving anyone else but you time to cradle her.

Zayn: He’d held other babies before, of course. With his two younger sisters and Lux, he’d grown accustomed to cradling a child’s feeble body, but with your first born child, it was different. She was twelve days old and Zayn had yet to hold her. As you arrived home with her for the first time, Zayn looked on edge, his eyes darting to her sleeping in your arms. You softly smiled and approached him, holding her out to him. 
“Hold her, Zayn,” you said, forcing him to take her. His body was tense as he pulled her to his chest, your arms circled around his waist. He gasped quietly as she opened her eyes, identical to his. After you pulled away, Zayn held her for hours on end, his eyes focused on her and his voice humming her to sleep.

Louis: The moment the oldest twin arrived, Louis scooped him up and fawned over him. All his life, he’d wanted a son, and now he had one, with another on the way. His oldest son’s eyes blinked open and gazed up at Louis, oblivious to the cries of his younger brother. Tears began to dot Louis’ face as he watched his baby move, mesmerized. As the doctors took both of your sons, which Louis had held both now, he watched from the doorway as they turned the corner before facing you again. 
“Thank you so much for giving me my son, Y/N. I already love him as much as a father can love a child, if not more. Thank you so, so much,” Lou whispered as he knelt by your hospital bed and kissed you softly. You smiled sleepily and drifted off, while he went to hold his sons once more.

Liam: The nurses all proceeded out while they chirped sweet congratulations to the pair of you. Liam pressed soft kisses to the back of your hand, his eyes trained on yours. 
“Sleep, love, you’ve got to be exhausted. I’ll go check on him and come back, alright?” He murmured against your skin, his lips lingering for a second. You nodded feebly and closed your eyes, falling asleep quickly. Liam quietly slipped out of the room, walking down to the nursery. 
“Mr. Payne, I suppose you way to see your son, yeah?” The nurse smiled at him and he nodded before she turned to go retrieve your baby. When she returned, she handed him off to Liam and Liam gazed down as his child, eyes wide as the baby’s eyes fluttered open.
“Hey, James, hey there buddy,” he crooned softly, his lips curling into a smile. James grunted softly and watched his father, eyes matching yours. Liam fawned over him for a good fifteen minutes more before having to hand him off to the nurse again. After returning to your side, he shed a few tears, his lips grazing over yours. 
“I love you so, so much, Y/N, and I love our son just as much.”

Harry: You cradled her to your chest, Harry curled around your body, his large hand under yours. She was already quiet and sleeping, her tiny body swaddled in warm blankets. Harry’s breath was on the shell of your ear as he whispered, 
“Look how gorgeous she is…Our little girl is finally here.” You nodded and smiled, eyes not leaving her small body. 
“Abby Grace Styles, you’re already the most beautiful girl in the world besides your mummy…” Harry continued, a small tear leaking down his cheek. You smiled more and turned your head to look at him, eyes tired. He smiled down at you and pressed a kiss to your forehead, the first of many, many more.