*editing* stay with me {l.s mpreg} | boyxboy

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*Sunday Morning*

{h.s pov} "day together or apart?"

2 weeks have now passed since i've been to the doctors I still go to work every day. nonetheless, my bump has gotten a tiny bit bigger

today is just supposed to be a peaceful day alone with Louis. I laid on the couch, body sprawled about as Louis slowly stroked my hair.

"Hey Harry? how are you doing?" Louis asked focusing on me.

"I'm okay today," I said gazing up at Louis, "How are you?"

Louis chuckled, "I'm really well. But don't worry about me. I'm not the one carrying our child."

he placed his small hand atop of my tummy as I continued to smile at the man, I then put my hand on top of his.

"True, but Louis. I'll always worry about you, how could I not?" I replied, now holding his hand. at the gesture, Louis' grin was so wide his eyes were squinted, defining his little bags further more.

"I know. It's just...worry about yourself more than me."

A pout begins to appear on my face at his choice of words. how could he say that?

Louis kisses my pout, "I don't like it when my Harry is pouting." I then smile.

"Louis? I love you, a lot," my smile turned into a fond, snug-like grin.

Looking down at me, he takes his pointer finger and holds it up to my plump lips, "I love you a lot too kitten." I kiss his finger and then bite it. Louis winced whilst I giggled.

"that hurt," Louis said, holding his finger with a small grimace on his little face.

realizing what I did I apologized, "Oh..i'm sorry..Boo..."

I grabbed his finger and kissed it, at what seemed like a million times.

"It's okay kitten, I was just joking," he grinned ear-to-ear.

a smile came about, then he poked my nose causing me to squint and stick my tongue out. he laughs softly at my action. but then he stopped and furrowed his brows closely together.

"Harry. Can I ask you a question?"

"Yes, of course, babe."

"Can you feel it like, you know? In your tummy yet?" He said rubbing the crook of his neck.

"no, not yet, they are still too little," I said rubbing my tummy, "It's as if they aren't even there." I then looked up at Louis and smiled.

"Oh. I can't wait to see whether it's a boy or girl," he said, glancing off into the distance just pondering all the possibilities.

I'm sure if boy or girl we will love them to death. I prefer a little boy, but, you never know. even if our little baby feels they are the wrong gender and become transgender, I will still love them unconditionally!

"Same. What would we name the little bean? I don't even know.." I said still rubbing my belly.

"I don't know Harry. That's something to consider," Louis began stroking his facial hair, looking down at me, he then looks down at his lap, seeing my eyes shut and relaxed. He quietly cooes and runs a hand through my curls.

I look around and see Louis was still there. I sit up and head upstairs quietly.

Once I conquered walking up all those steps I went into the bathroom and took a quick wee. I was actually not expecting to pee this much, I can't imagine what it's going to be like when i'm much bigger. This baby is going to be kicking my bladder, I cringe at the thought.