One Directions back, the three fathers (Harry, Zayn, and Niall) but this time they have more than just those two famous hybrids. That's right, they have three!
With his hair tied in a small bun, Harry sits on his rug with Liam snuggled on his lap as he watches the surgery Harry's having to do on Snakie. "Is he pulling through doc?" Zayn muses chuckling when Harry glares at his husband.
After to much drinking, and for some reason crying, Harry woke up with a massive hang-over. Unfortunately for his luck, Liam walked into his room at the same time crying over his snake.
"Here take these, and I'll take this." Handing his husband a bottle of water with two painkillers, he lifts Liam off Harry's lap, Zayn kisses his temple patting his backside, "We're never fighting with our brothers again, right?"
Nodding pitifully, Liam lays his head on Zayn's shoulder, "I-I 'sowwy."
"It's ok Bubba you learned your lesson. Why don't we go write that apology note to aunt Gemma?"
Later in the morning, snakie being sowed together piss-poorly, Harry groans when he realizes that he'd have to be buying his baby another snake. Figuring he'd go alone and find one just like this snake, his idea is burned to the ground when Max comes running into the room with giggles. "Oh no, a wild Max is on the loose!" Niall sings chasing his baby with a laugh, "Get him, Daddy, get him!"
Scooping the hybrid on his lap, Harry kisses his cheek, "I've yet to see or hear from Louis, is he still asleep?"
"He's talking to Zayn, according to him this isn't something a belting will fix. Who knew Zayn of all people had a strict "no fighting" rule?" Harry rolls his eyes, "Yet he's the one that watches boxing with Louis."
Niall chuckles, "Hows Snakie?"
"He didn't make it," Harry pouts glancing down at Max that had already begun chewing on the end of its tail. "Crap, what're we 'gonna do about Lee?"
"I was going to go find Snakie's twin, but why not let him pick it out himself? All part of the healing process." Niall agrees to ease the toy from Max's hands, "Poor thing didn't even make it to the third Stylin." Harry scoffs, "Like Liam would ever have given it up to Max."
Breaking the news to Liam, Harry cries with his son as he dresses him. When his white converse are tightly tied, he peers into the chocolate eyes, "We done?" Sniffling, Liam wipes his eyes with the back of his hand nodding, "D-done." Smiling proudly at his big boy, "Can Dada see a smile? A big smile?"
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Locking his phone, Harry exits the room bumping into Louis who's dressed in Navy blue overalls with a gray and white striped shirt underneath. If it were any of his other kids, Harry would've congratulated the daddy and cooed at how adorable his baby boy looked; but this was Louis and Harry knew that whichever father put him in this didn't do it without a fight.
"Well don't you look cute?" The daddy hums ruffling Louis' hair, the hybrid glances up between his lips a white and gray pacifier, he has tears prominent on his cheeks and still some dripping down from his chin, "Bubba what happened?" Placing Liam on the ground, Harry cuddles Louis that begins sobbing again.
