One Direction and Zayn Mailk Preferencesツ

Breastfeeding (his pov)

LIAM:

"How’s that sweetheart?" I asked Y/N, putting another pillow behind her back. She nodded and looked down at the baby at her chest. "Thanks Li," she whispered, her eyes not leaving the week old baby girl. As I sat beside her, I watched Y/N feed our daughter. It was amazing to see that her body had carried and help grow a little person and how she was her main food source. I snapped out of my thoughts as I realised I was watching my wife’s breasts as she feed our daughter. I cleared my throat nervously and stood up. "I’ll be downstairs, if you need anything girls?" I said, gently kissing both their foreheads. As I walked away, I heard Y/N say my name, making me turn around. "You can stay, you know," she said softly, "You’ve seen it all before Li," she giggled, making me blush, "you don’t have to be embarrassed, it’s a natural thing." I nodded and ran my hand through my hair. Y/N held out her other hand towards me. I smiled and walked back to the bed and carefully siting beside her. I looked down at our little girl. "She’s a hungry little one, isn’t she," I whispered, watching her stuck Y/N breast, filling her little belly, making her tiny cheeks move.

LOUIS:

"Shh little Tommo," I cooed to my crying son. I put his blue pacifier back into his little mouth, but he pushed it back out. His mouth opened and closed, little pink lips smacking together. Then I realised he was hungry. I picked up his blanket and walked out of the nursery to our bedroom. I walked in just as Y/N woke up from her nap. "Hey boo, how are you feeling?" I asked, knowing she was still a little sore and tired. She looked up and smiled when she saw me and Noah. "I’m good Lou, how are my boys?" she asked, holding out her arms. "I think he’s-," I was cut off by Noah whimpering. "Oh Noah," she whispered, taking him in her arms. "Can you help me please Lou," she whispered, looking down at the fussing boy in her arms. "Of course baby," I said quickly. I slowly lowered the strap on her top and bra, careful not to touch her sore body. She giggled, making me look at her. "Stop staring Lou," she joked and brought Noah to her breast. I sat down and wrapped my arm around her and I couldn’t help but smile. "You’re so beautiful," I whispered and kissed her temple, before resting my head on her shoulder and her feed our little boy.

NIALL:

"You’re a true Horan," I chuckled, watching Y/N breastfeed Declan, while I cradled Cora. "And I have to feed both of them Ni," she giggled and looked down at our son in her arms. "Look at those pretty eyes, just like your daddy," she cooed, gently rubbing Declan’s back. I watched in awe as Y/N feed our little boy; the way Dec looked up at her; he knew she was his mum and loved her so much. Cora whined and fussed in my arms. "Oh Cor, it’s alright," I whispered, rocking her gently. She whimpered and started opening and closing her tiny mouth. "Are you hungry princess?" I asked. I looked at Y/N sitting beside me on the couch, with panicked filled eyes. There was two of them, how could she feed them both; keep them happy all the time. "There you go my boy, have you got a full belly now," Y/N smiled, holding Declan away from her breast. She looked at me, but her smile didn’t fade. "Swap? You burp Declan and I’ll feed Cora?" she suggested. I nodded and gently put the wiggling little girl on the couch between us so I could take Declan from her. As I put him against my chest and lightly patted his back, Y/N brought Cora to her other breast. Y/N whined quietly as the little girl latched on quickly. "It’s ok honey; there is enough for you as well," she cooed. I looked over Declan and watched her; she was an amazing mother to the twins, she had enough love and patience for the both of them. Her smile when she looked at them, truly showed how much she loved them.

HARRY:

"I’m home," I said walking inside, "baby? Where are you?" I frowned when I couldn’t hear Y/N or our daughter. After a quick look around, I climbed the stairs two at a time, thinking maybe they were both sleeping. I walked down the hallway towards the bedroom and stopped as I heard Y/N voice. I looked into the nursery and saw her sitting in the rocking chair, cradling Spencer. "Daddy will be home soon, are you going to stay awake. I know he will love to see those pretty eyes," she cooed, "or are you going to fall asleep with a full belly." As I stepped into the room, Y/N quickly looked up. "Hey Haz," she smiled, "just feeding her." I kissed Y/N softly, before kneeling down beside the rocking chair. I pressed a light kiss to Spencer’s head. "How are you feeling sweetheart? Is she hurting you still or is it getting easier?" I asked, knowing the first few days of breastfeeding were hard and painful. She reached out and ran her fingers through my hair. "I’m fine Haz. Some times she sucks hard, but I’ll get used to it," she smiled and looked back down at the little girl. I loved how she was willing to do anything for our daughter; just like I would do anything for both of them.

ZAYN:

"Everything ok baby girl?" I asked walking into the living room, hearing Kaiden’s loud cries. Y/N shook her head and sighed heavily. "He’s hungry but he won’t latch on," she whispered, getting teary, "am I doing something wrong?" I sat beside her on the couch and looked at our little boy in her arms. "It’s ok babygirl, take a breath," I said, smiling as she followed my instruction, "that’s it. Shall we try it together?" I asked, getting a small nod in response. I wrapped my arms around her and helped her slowly bring the fussing little boy closer to her breast. "Come on Kaiden, I know you’re hungry little one," I whispered to myself. Suddenly Y/N jumped slightly and bit her lip as he latched on and started sucking at her breast. I kissed her forehead, making her relax. "Thank you Z," she said softly, eyes not leaving the baby at her chest. I placed my hand on Y/N’s hand on Kaiden’s back and smiled as his big brown eyes looked around the room, landing on Y/N. His little baby hand made a fist by his mouth. I removed my hand from his back and gently stroked his tiny fingers. He quickly grabbed my finger. Y/N rested her head on my shoulder, as we both watched our little boy.