Wanderlust ~ larry mpreg au

XLIII

When Louis woke up on December 24th, being his 26th birthday, he had the worst hangover he had had in a very long time.

And why was that?

Because to celebrate his birthday, Louis' lovely boyfriend had taken him out for dinner the night before, followed by a night out at one of the coolest clubs in London, and it had been the most fun Louis had had in ages, but now he was paying the consequences of that fun.

Louis opened his eyes a bit, he was cuddled in Harry's arms facing him, and he noticed his boyfriend was still asleep.

"Baby" Louis whispered, and gently stroked his hair.

"I'm dying" Harry groaned.

"Me too" Louis chuckled, but stopped when his head started to ache worse.

"Water" Harry begged, his eyes still closed.

"I'll get some" Louis agreed, gave Harry's dry lips a kiss, and unwrapped himself from him to be able to get up from the bed.

Louis managed to do it slowly, but he was naked, so he grabbed a pair of pajama bottoms, a T-shirt and left his and Harry's shared room to go to the kitchen.

But on his way there, he found Liam sitting in the living room floor with Julian, who was dressed in his cute Christmas jammies, and they were playing with some toys.

"Finally, I had been wondering if you and Harry were in a coma" Liam commented.

"No, we're just hangover" Louis said truthfully, and he bent down held his baby in his arms, and kissed his forehead "What time did he wake up?".

"7:30" Liam answered, and Louis looked at the clock on the wall and saw it was a quarter past 11 now "I fed him a bottle and some cereal, and he's wearing a fresh nappy".

"Thanks mate" Louis said sincerely "And for looking after him last night as well".

"It's my birthday gift to you... Happy Birthday, by the way" Liam wished him.

"Thank you" Louis smiled.

"I'm not even going to ask if you had fun last night, because I know you did, I heard you and Harry come in at 4 a.m drunk out of your assës, and you had the most obnoxiously loud sëx I've heard, I had to put a pillow over my head" Liam complained.

Louis chuckled, because although it was a bit blurry, he remembered last night's sëx, and it had been outstanding, even brilliant, so he didn't regret a thing.

Liam rolled his eyes at him, and got up from the floor.

"Now that you're up, you look after your kid, I have to be at my parent's place in a few hours, but I'll go by Niall first to drop off some presents, so I'll go take a shower" Liam announced.

Louis said okay, knowing that despite his hangover, he had to be a mum, so he went over to the kitchen while holding Julian on his hip, he grabbed a tall clean glass, filled it with tap water and drank the whole thing, doing it again a second time.

The third time he filled it, it was for Harry, and he was making his way back to his boyfriend, when Julian screamed and squirmed in his arms.

"Shhh, please don't yell, baby" Louis shushed his son "Mummy has a hangover".

Louis pushed the bedroom door open, and sat on the bed, with Julian and the water glass.

"Babe, I brought water" Louis announced

Harry opened one eye, and when he saw the water, he sat up a little, took the glass from Louis, and drank it in one big gulp.

"I'm never drinking again" Harry declared when he put the glass down "My head is about to explode".