We Don't Wanna Be Like Them (Larry Stylinson Two Shot AU Wolf!Louis) {Mpreg}

We Don't Wanna Be Like Them - Part 2

This will be short! Much shorter than part 1! Because I'm shit at Mpreg.

Side is Husky Liam!

Enjoy!

Louis was awoken by the already familiar sound of vomit hitting the bowl of the toilet. He quickly jumped out of the bed and scurried towards the bathroom where he found his boyfriend - mate - sitting on his knees in front of the toilet, hands clutching the edge of the lid as he emptied the contents of his stomach into the bowl.

"My poor love," Louis cooed and knelt down next to Harry, holding his hair back until Harry was finished.

Louis' aim of knocking Harry up worked perfectly and Harry was eleven weeks pregnant with his baby. Harry had, of course, morning sickness and grew sick at the smell of greasy food and the smell of tomatoes which was a pity because he loved them. But then again, he could eat tomato soup or tomato sauce.

Louis filled a glass of water, they always kept a glass in the bathroom for this case. Harry chucked half of it down before he set it on the sink and smiled a bit at Louis.

"Can't wait till this stops," he said, grimacing.

"I believe that. Brush your teeth and change, I'll make you pancakes and applesauce, hm?" Louis suggested.

Harry nodded and Louis left the bathroom, making his way to the bedroom to dress. He put on washed blue jeans, a white t-shirt and a red and blue snap back to hide his ears. They could never know when the landlord would visit them - the guy tended to do that. He didn't put on socks, though, he preferred walking around barefoot.

It was late May, almost June and Harry was almost three months along which meant they could listen to their baby's heartbeat soon.

As they found out, the hospital and a lot of others were in an organization that planned the downfall of the hybrids-as-pets community. Louis was happy about it because he knew his baby would have ears, and he didn't want to explain to a doctor why his baby had wolf ears.

He listened to Harry's footsteps on the floor and then his boyfriend entered the kitchen where Louis was making the batter for the pancakes.

"Let me do that and brush your teeth, I wanna kiss you," Harry said and Louis smiled, kissing his cheek and jogging back into the bathroom.

After he brushed his teeth, he emptied his bladder and washed hands before returning to the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around Harry from behind, kissing his neck and stroking the tiny swell of his tummy.

"Our little cub," Louis breathed, feeling the need to protect his mate.

"Mhm," Harry hummed happily. "Our little cub."

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Later they sat together in the living room with their friends and Louis talked enthusiastically how much their little circle of friends reminded him of having a pack. His eyes shone brightly and he had a protecting hand on Harry's tummy. He seemed so happy to have something to care for.

"Do wolves mate for life?" Niall asked somewhen.

"Well, wolf hybrids do. With real wolves ... well, only the alpha she-wolf is allowed to get cubs. A pack can only take care of a litter of six cubs, and one wolf litter is between one and sex cubs. So only one she-wolf - the alpha she-wolf gets to have cubs. And of course, it's the alpha wolf's mate. So I guess wolves have only one mate. But when they're in rut or heat, the males do knot for half an hour, but they don't bite as far as I know," Louis explained.

"Why don't you have a tail, I always wanted to ask that," Perrie said.

"Well ... only half breeds have a tail. I'm purebred."