Baby "Jayn"

"Santa nice, Louis!"

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[Louis]

Louis watched as Zayn froze, eyes on Santa, who was sitting in a chair a few feet away from them. Zayn clutched the phone tightly, whispering to Liam. Louis smirked and picked the boy up. "Don't be shy now, go greet Santa."

He grabbed the phone from him, and he set Zayn in front of the burly man. Santa stroked his white beard. "And who do we have here?" he asked in a heavy and thick accent.

"Zayn," Zayn squeaked, fiddling with the hem of his t-shirt nervously. Instead of going up to Santa, he ran back to Louis and Niall. "I fowgot wish list," Zayn told them hurriedly. Niall chuckled. "The markers?"

Zayn's face lit up. "Yes." He turned back, seeming to gather the courage and step out of his comfort zone to meet this man. But then he turned back around, motioning for Louis to come with him. "Come, you meet Santa too."

Louis chuckled. "No, it's fine. Santa only meets kids. Now hurry up, there's a line behind us."

Liam laughed from the phone. "Tell him not to be shy, Santa's nice."

"Liam says not to be shy, Santa's nice," Louis told Zayn. Zayn nodded and walked up to Santa confidently. He whispered something and the red-clothed man leaned down to listen. He nodded at Zayn, giving him a warm smile. Zayn grinned and turned to Louis. "Santa nice, Louis! He say you can come too."

Louis facepalmed, and he could hear Liam's laughter on the other end. He could probably hear Zayn's voice. "Fine."

He walked over to stand beside him as Santa pulled Zayn onto his lap. Zayn looked wary, but then seemingly got over it because he'd seen other kids do the same. He didn't want to be alone though because he looked up at Louis expectantly. "Come sit," he said, patting Santa's other knee. Louis flushed. "Uh Zayn, it's only kids."

"But I ask Santa, and Liam wight, Santa nice. He say yes," Zayn told Louis happily. Santa turned to Louis with an amused smile. "It's fine, just sit. For the kid's sake."

Louis mentally cursed. "Uh no, I'm sure he's fine without me. I'll be right here, Zayn."

Zayn pouted, patting Santa's knee angrily. "Louis! Come! We have to ask about mawkews."

Louis looked over the line of people waiting for their turn, but also watching the whole thing amusedly. Oh fuck it. Louis sighed and sat down on Santa's other knee. Zayn smiled at him and he smiled back, chuckling. This kid.

"Now, what do you want, Zayn?" Santa asked. Zayn smiled shyly. "Mawkews. Louis not give me mawkews."

Santa sent shook his head. "That's bad, maybe I should place Louis on the naughty list."

Zayn, the traitor, nodded in agreement. "I too wish Chedule let Liam come to Don the Castew. And Zayn want to meet Ben 10," he said excitedly.

"Oh, you love Ben 10?" Santa asked and Zayn nodded happily. "Ziam and me watch Ben 10 in mowning..." his voice faded and he jutted his bottom lip in a pout. "Santa, I want Ziam in Don the Castew too."

"Well, I'll make sure to give you at least one of those things this christmas," Santa assured him. Zayn smiled widely. "Okay."

"Say thank you," Louis told him, just waiting to stand up.

"Thank you," Zayn said, patting Santa's beard. "You have long white haiw."

Santa rumbled with laughter. "I do. Let's take a picture, your other dad is standing there with the phone."

Louis facepalmed as Zayn's face turned into scowl. "Uh, he means Niall."

Zayn gave Santa the biggest stinky eye. "I don't have good dad." Louis squeezed his shoulder comfortignly and stood up as Niall raised his phone to take a picture. Zayn pouted, grabbing Louis' arm. "Louis, don't go. Sit, we take pictuwe. Say Ben 10 evewyone."