Niall Blurbs

Devine Intervention

"Baby, I don't know if this is a good idea." You say while bouncing James on your hip. He babbles, reaching to pull on your hair with a squeal. "No thanks, goose." You wince and help him let go of your hair.

Niall comes in, taking the baby from your arms blowing raspberries against the chubby baby's cheeks. "Deo and Willie are going to be fine."

His cousins are staying at Deo's in London and offered to watch their little nephew (technically their little cousin but who was really paying attention about that). Niall was completely on board, you not so much. You loved Deo and Willie but...

"Are either of their girlfriends in town too or no?" You ask, heading to the dresser to put in your earrings and clip your necklace on.

"No. But they're fine. Petal, please. We leave our son with your sisters all the time." He points out and cuddles James against his chest. "He's not as fragile as he used to be. He's a whole nine months." Niall tosses his son in the air above him and catches the giggling baby.

You watch in the mirror and shake your head. "You're also his father. Which I trust wholeheartedly with your own son." You point out, disappearing into the closet, pulling on a black dress. You come back to Niall pretending to eat James' feet. "Zip."

He puts James on the blanket in the center of the bed. He kisses the top of your spine before drawing the zip up and going back to cuddle with James. "Well I trust my cousins. They know he's our special man." He nods and rubs his round little belly and plants a kiss to his soft head. "Trust me judgement, gorgeous."

You nod slightly. "Okay, Okay." You sigh and come over to your two favourite boys. "Go get ready. I'm going to feed him and pack up his diaper bag."

"Just need to change me shirt. Let me feed him." Niall pouts and sits up.

"All right." You smile, loving how hands on Niall was. "You're such a good dad. I knew you always would be. And seeing it in action... does things to me." You tease and pull out the diaper bag from the hall closet.

"Can't believe domesticity is such a turn on for you!" He calls out to you, laughing.

You come back and wink at him. "Let's hope that your cousins can wear out our little goose because I've got plans for you Horan." You hum and lean over to give each boy a kiss.

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"Thanks boys. Enjoy your time. And be safe and good." You smile at Niall's cousins and lean in to give James another kiss before passing him off to Niall.

"All right lads. This is how it's gonna be." He rubs James' back. "Y/N printed out a schedule for you two. It's in the diaper bag. But he gets fed at 530 and 830. We should be back before the 1130. Bottles are prepared. Just add water.Y/N drew a line where to fill up the water." He says, letting James grab at his glasses. "He has a bunch of toys in his bag. His little fox stuffy is in the bag, his blankies, and diapers. God you got a fuck ton of diapers... he loves the golf channel and a good game of footie. Do not give him any beer bottles to mouth on. I'll fucking knock your heads together. No pints with our child under your watchful eyes." He hums in thoughts, mouthing at James' hand. "Change his diaper when you notice he's wet or stinky. He will piss on you. So keep an eye on him. Don't let him doze. His scheduled naps are–"

You had an amused expression on your face as Niall rambled on, "Are on the paper. We trust you two. You have our numbers and there are a couple emergency contacts on there as well. Now, Ni, we don't want to miss our date." You look at him, kissing his scruffy cheek before kissing the mostly bald baby. "Hand him off."

Niall gives you a slight grimace. He was starting to understand why you were feeling so antsy. "I-uh-"

"He'll be okay. We are just going to do date night." You remind him, rubbing Niall's back.

"Don't fuck up my kid. He's perfect. I'll know if you do anything." He says seriously, narrowing his eyes.

"Oh Niall, cmon. We got him. Don't think he can do too much." Willie holds his arms out for James.

Niall huffs and presses a kiss to James' cheek, "I love you, son." He whispers before handing him over.

Deo smiles and rubs James' head. "He's got your eyes, Ni. Definitely Y/N's nose, thank god. Yours is all crooked."

Niall flips him off, wrapping a firm arm around your waist. "All right boys, be good. No strippers or pints. We will be back to pick him up soon." He adjusts his glasses and gives them a thumbs up.

"Call us if you need anything." You smile and let Niall lead you out towards the lift and to the car.

He gets behind the wheel after helping you in. "Did we-are we doing the right thing leaving him with those idiots?"

"Yes." You nod. "He should get to know his uncle Willie and uncle Deo." You lean over to kiss his cheek. "I trust them too." You whisper, rubbing his cheek gently.

Niall thinks for a moment, trapping your hand between his cheek and shoulder. "Okay. Let's get you out on the town so we can get to the plans you have later for me, Horan." He teases and leans in to kiss you.