This is the New Year (Larry Mpreg)

Twenty-Nine

Harry was already happy about his and Louis's situation, but now that Louis knows too, he's finally gotten the opportunity to be absolutely ecstatic that he's going to be a father. He's wanted kids since he can remember, and while he wasn't expecting any so soon, he can't imagine his life any other way anymore.

Barely 6 months ago, Harry thought that the next few years of his life would be drab while he dives head first into the workforce and tries to figure his life out, but the firm he works at is probably one of the most progressive in London somehow, and they don't even mind if he shows his tattoos or wears t-shirts to work, because they and (most of) their clients understand, at least to a certain extent, that tattoos or any other modification to one's appearance, whether permanent or not, don't have any effect on one's ability to do a job. (Except gauges that you can fit entire body parts through, because those freak his boss out.) On top of Harry loving his job and most of the people he works with (there's one dick there that Harry can't stand, but he just ignores him for the most part), he's suddenly got the love of his life by his side who's now in his third trimester of pregnancy with his son, and Harry's got everything he thinks he could ever want.

Except a dog. He wants a dog. He'll save that conversation for after the baby's been born, though. Much after. He'll stick to playing with Liam's dog every now and then until the time comes.

Louis and Harry have spent the past week preparing the nursery at Louis's flat for when the baby comes in just a few short weeks. Louis will be at full term in about 10 weeks, now. The nursery ended up being nautical themed, and both Harry and Louis are in love with how everything turned out.

They may or may not have added some aspects of their tattoos, because they just go together so nicely. There are a couple of picture frames near the bookshelf, one with a ship and a compass, and another with a rope and anchor. They secretly love how extra they are.

"This says that you should pack a dressing gown so that you'll be comfortable, but also because you'll need to breastfeed quite often," Harry says as he scrolls through Pinterest to help Louis pack his bag that he'll take with him to the hospital whenever he goes into labor.

"Why are all of these geared towards women?" Louis groans.

"How is this geared towards women? You're telling me that you don't want a comfy dressing gown to be in after you give birth?"

Louis pauses for a moment. "Fine, but put that on the list of things I need to buy."

"You don't have a dressing gown?" Harry says, his eyebrows raising.

"No," Louis scoffs. "Who bloody owns a dressing gown?"

"I do."

"Well, you're the only one."

"I'll lend you mine, then," Harry chuckles. "Do you want the cotton one or the satin one?"

"You have two?"

"Sometimes I want to feel sexy after I have a shower, Louis."

Louis rolls his eyes. "Just bring both."

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"What about Eugene?" Harry suggests as him and Louis lay on Louis's bed facing opposite directions. The name makes Louis scrunch his nose up at the thought.

"That reminds me of that Rapunzel movie too much. Veto," he chuckles. "What about Logan?"

"You mean Wolverine? Next," Harry vetoes. "Fionn? With an 'O' and two 'N's."

"Harry, just because you liked that Fionn Whitehead bloke in that war movie, doesn't mean that we're naming our son after him."

"He was a good actor, and he was cute," Harry defends his choice. "It's good juju."

"Why aren't there any names that don't remind us of something?" Louis groans, ignoring his boyfriend.

"We'll find one we love, sweetheart, don't worry," Harry smiles, propping himself up on his elbows to look at Louis.

"Whenever you call me sweetheart, it makes me feel like I'm the mum on a sitcom from the 50's," Louis chuckles, glancing over at Harry.

"Maybe I call you sweetheart because I'm the mum on a sitcom from the 50's," Harry retaliates, making Louis giggle.

"That's probably it," he says.

Harry smiles over at his boyfriend for a few moments before he speaks again. "Hey, can I show you something?"

Louis looks up at him. "Of course."

Harry grins and stands up, offering Louis his hands. "Follow me."

Louis takes his hands, and Harry pulls him up, because Louis's tummy is too big for him to get up on his own most of the time now.

Once Louis's on his feet, Harry leads him by his hand out of Louis's flat and into Harry's car. "Where are we going?" Louis asks as he buckles his seat belt.

"I have a surprise back at my flat," Harry smiles, beginning to drive off.

"What is it?" Louis urges impatiently.

"You'll see in like 2 minutes, Lou. Patience is a virtue," he chuckles.

Louis huffs and folds his arms, directing his gaze to his window.

They arrive to Harry's flat a couple of minutes later, and Harry helps Louis out of the car.

"I can do some things on me own, y'know," Louis says after Harry shuts his car door.

Harry just shrugs and walks to his front door, opening it as Louis follows him inside.

"Okay, close your eyes," Harry says with a grin as he bounces up and down slightly in excitement.

Louis chuckles fondly and does as he says. He feels Harry grabs his hands and lead him to the foot of the stairs that lead up to his lofted bedroom. Louis opens his eyes in confusion and Harry scolds him.

"No peaking!" he whines. "I won't let you fall down, just trust me here."

Louis sighs and closes his eyes again as Harry begins to slowly help him walk blindly up the stairs.

They get to the top, and Louis can feel Harry bouncing next to him again. "Okay, open," he says.

Louis does as he says, and his eyes immediately adjust to Harry's newly arranged bedroom with a new addition.

In the back right corner of his bedroom, there is now a beautiful light brown wooden crib with a blue blanket with multicolored whales on it hanging over the railing and white and blue sheets on the tiny mattress. There was a baby changing station directly next to the crib that doubled as a small dresser and nautical wall decals over the crib. Hanging over where the baby would sleep was a mobile with little ships and mermaids and starfish hanging from it.

"So that you two could sleep here every once in awhile," Harry says after a minute or so.

Louis looks over to see Harry nervously biting his lip with hopeful eyes.

"Harry, this is so sweet," Louis smiles, causing a grin to form on Harry's lips. "You really want to be involved, don't you?"

"Of course, Lou. More than anything," he says honestly.

A/N: ok y'all i went to go see Dunkirk and it was SO GOOD. HARRY'S SUCH A GOOD ACTOR AND FIONN MAKES MY HEART MELT EVERY TIME I LOOK AT HIM

ALSO BTY IS SUCH A GOOD SONG AND LOUIS AND BEBE ARE SO CUTE IN THE MUSIC VIDEO AND IM SO PROUD OF MY SONS

anyways

how did you like the chapter??? it's another filler, ik, but the next chapter is so fucking dramatic honestly, like it's kind of overboard, but it's what's happening, so there's nothing I can do at this point.

The next chapter makes me so sad though :(

Q: Any guesses for what happens in the next chapter?? what did you think about the names they suggested?? lmaooooo

thanks so much for reading, guys! don't forget to leave me some feedback!