Conversation of emotion (Baby Boy)

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I've been updating this story a lot in the past few days. I have no idea why tho?? Harry's nursery and... oh Harry.^^ Enjoy beauties!!

Update, if you don't like ddlb, leave this chapter. You don't have to read most of them to understand the plot. There's a reason why I add the bottles when it's a ddlb chapter so that you can skip the chapter.
I've had a few rude comments saying how weird and uncomfortable it is to read this, imagine how that makes me feel when I put all my energy in it. Skip or don't comment shit like that.
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Louis walked into the living room. Harry just had a shower and it was near midnight now. The original time Harry was supposed to come home.

Louis watched in confusion when he saw that Harry was sitting on the floor.

To say that he was concerned was an understatement. Chase had probably hit Harry quite hard. His poor baby. Louis knew he should've said no.

Louis crouched down next to his submissive. Harry looked up at him and squealed, stretching his arms out towards Louis.

The man frowned and helped Harry stand up. He sat down on the couch with Harry on his lap.

"Daddy?" Louis shook his head in confusion. Did Harry want to do a new kind of scene?

"Yes?" He asked in anticipation. He would love to do a real scene with Harry but not now. The boy was hurt, so scenes were not on the to-do list.

"W-will you grab my teddy?"

"Your teddy? Harry, what is going on? Are you okay?" Louis asked, voice a little urgent because he was quite worried about Harry.

Harry's eyes teared up at Louis his voice.

"S-sorry, daddy." He whimpered while he rubbed his wet eyes.

"Baby, it's okay. I just don't want you to be hurt."Louis sighed and rubbed his own eyes. He didn't know what was wrong with Harry. Maybe it was from the blow on the cheek he received at the party.

Louis lay down, pulling Harry with him. Perhaps sleep was the answer right now?

Harry swallowed and pouted. Louis frowned at the boy's childish behaviour and then when Harry pushed his thumb in between his lips it hit Louis.

He looked at the fragile boy in his arms and then kissed his nose. Harry giggled and looked up at the older lad.

"Oh, baby... You're little aren't you?" Harry frowned a little, but squealed and nodded his head.

Louis chuckled. "I'm sorry. I didn't notice. You want to get changed?" Harry nodded his head again, a large grin on his face.

He did know that if they would accept this lifestyle that he had to work out more often. Harry wasn't heavy at all, but if the older man had to carry him around the house all day.

Louis lifted the boy up from the couch with ease. He carefully carried him up the stairs to the nursery.
Using it for the first time since they bought all the things.

He placed Harry on top of the changing table and took off his shirt.

"How old are you, my love?" He asked, trying to make an inventory of what he could and could not do and use.

"I'm this many years old!" Harry squeaked and held up three fingers.

Louis smiled. "That's so good, baby. I'm proud of you!"

He kissed down the small boy's tummy causing Harry to giggle. Louis laughed and smiled at his baby.

"Let me get the stuff, yeah?" Louis walked towards the pale pink closet and opened it.