My Savior «Zustin Mieber» DD/lb

Seventeen

Zayn

I lay on the bed, facing the ceiling. Justin sits next to me with his back against the headboard. He stares ahead at the tv which has a low volume. I look over at him to see he's in a sort of trance. I move closer to him and cuddle against his legs.

His head snaps down to look at me. He wiggles his body so we're level with one another. "I love you," he kisses my forehead, "I love you so much."

I sigh softly as we wrap our arms around one another. "I love you too," I close my eyes.

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I wake up without Justin but with Ginger, Pancake and Felix, two of her kittens. Ginger is on my chest, purring away. I lift my hand and stroke her back. "Hi, Baby. What're you doing?" I giggle as she starts to roll on her back. She swats at my hand, nipping slight at my skin. "Stop," I giggle, "where's Daddy?" She just meows and snuggles up to me. "Not me, other Daddy," I laugh as she starts licking my chin.

"Right here," Justin says from the doorway. I look up at him to see his eyes red and his body is shaking visibly. He makes his way over to the bed and lays down with me. "How'd you sleep?"

I shrug, looking down at Ginger. "Pretty good, I guess. How about you?" I slowly look over at him.

"I didn't," he sighs, "I got an emergency call into work. I just got home, I'm so tired."

"Ginger and I will lay with you."

As if she were replying, Ginger stands up and jumps off the bed with a meow. Justin and I both laugh at her reaction. Felix and Pancake attack Justin, because he is usually the one to play with them. He smiles, closing his eyes as the kittens swat their paws at his hands. I gently move them both away from him.

He turns and wraps his arms around me. "Don't you have to work today?" He rasps out.

I nod slowly, "yeah, from like two-to-ten. I still have awhile to lay with you," I kiss his chest.

He hums softly, moving closer to me. "Wake me up when you're getting ready to leave, please," he whispers.

I nod, tucking my head into his neck. Within a few minutes, he's fast asleep. I wiggle to loosen his grip on me. I sit up and push him so he's laying in my lap. He hugs my legs tightly. I run my fingers through his blonde hair, smiling when he mumbles something incoherent. He squeezes me as he moves a bit closer.

My phone buzzes beside me causing me to turn my attention over to the device. I lift it off the oak wood side table.

Liam: I'm outside, can we please talk?

I bite my lip, looking down at Justin. He's so cozy, I can't make him move, I think to myself.

Zayn: no, I'm having a lazy day in bed with my boyfriend. Please go away.

"Baby," Daddy rasps out.

I set my phone down on the table again. "Yes, Daddy?" I continue to run my fingers through his hair.

"Can you get me a glass of water?"

I nod quickly. "Of course! Anything else, Dada?" I gently push him off of me.

"Just for you to hurry back and cuddle with me."

I quickly jump up and run down the stairs. I see Liam standing in the kitchen. "Door was open," he says with a shrug.

"Get out," I growl.

He shakes his head. "No, you're going to listen to me whether you like it or not," he snaps, pushing me against the fridge. I whimper as he grabs ahold of my neck. "Are you going to listen?" I nod, closing my eyes. "Good boy. Now, let's start from where I slept with Eliana. I–"

He abruptly stops and lets me go. I open my eyes to see Justin on top of him, punching him multiple times. "Stay," punch, "away," punch, "from," punch, "my baby," punch.

He gets off of Liam and Liam runs out of the house. Justin goes to close and lock the front door. I coward back as he comes closer to me.

"Don't be scared, baby," he says gently, "it's just Daddy." I sniffle, just now noticing the tears going down my face. "Come here, my prince." I move into his arms, holding his waist so I'm pressed tightly against him. "Are you hurt?" I shake my head. "No? Just scared?"

I nod this time, closing my eyes as I shuffle closer to him. "I-I didn't let him in," I say defensively.

"I know," he kisses my head. "I saw your phone, everything is okay. I'm going to carry you upstairs, we're going to cuddle, and watch some movies... you'll feel better by the time you have to get ready for work."

I smile as he lifts me off the ground. He carries me on his hip. "I love you, Daddy," I whisper.

"I love you too, baby," he whispers back.