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Liam and Zayn began their journey into parenthood with twins. A boy and a girl named Jeremy and Alexandra. They were currently 17 years old and went by there 'much cooler' nicknames, Jay and Alex. To top that off, Zayn and Liam had a 15 year old daughter named Rissa, a 6 year old son named Jackson, and a two year old son named Callan Javaad, who they called CJ. They had their hands full with 5 children.
It was currently summer break and the Paylik household was hectic. Jay Alex, and Rissa were busy out with there friends almost every day with their mates, while Jackson and CJ stayed home and played most of the day. Today, was much worse though. One thousand times worse than any hectic day in the Paylik household.
Liam woke up at around 6 in the morning to CJ screaming loudly from his nursery. Liam opened his eyes slightly and felt a sudden rush of pain in his head. The next things he could feel were not any better, he was pretty nauseous and his throat was rough and scratchy. Liam groaned in pain as he pulled himself from Zayn's light grasp on his waist, pulling the covers from his body and standing up. His feet were wobbly underneath him, and standing just made his stomach hurt. He slowly wobbled over to his dresser in the corner of the room and fumbled miserably with the top drawer. He pulled out a pair of black briefs and slipped them on quickly, before traipsing of their bedroom door and down the hall to CJ's room. With every step he took, his stomach seemed to be giving up more on him and he just prayed the nausea would go away.
After several minutes, Liam had successfully made it into CJ's nursery without any major mishaps. He opened the door and was immediately met with the loud scream head on. The piercing noise coming from the baby's mouth irritated his head further. Liam sighed, and went over to pick up the little boy anyway despite him pain.
CJ was standing at the bars of his crib with giant puppy eyes an tears streaking down his cheeks. He stopped his screaming as soon as he saw Liam come towards him.
Liam walked up and unlatched the crib, picking up the crying lad with what little strength he had in his body. CJ was fairly light and looked, what Zayn would say, exactly like Liam when he was a kid, but perhaps with a bit darker eyes and hair and a bit less chubby. Liam couldn't really see it, but then again, he really didn't care that much.
Liam brought the young boy over to the rocking chair in the corner and sat down slowly.
"Whats the matter bud?" Liam cooed, rocking his youngest. By now he was an expert at it. He had taken care of 4 other babies before CJ and he had the basics. He held CJ to his chest, despite it hurting his poor upset stomach. CJ cried for a couple more minutes into Liam's bare chest before looking up with big, teary eye's.
"Icky daddy." The little boy said quietly, looking expectantly at his father. Liam mentally groaned. Perfect, his son and him were both sick. Lovely.
"What feels icky honey?" Liam asked gently, rubbing his sons back with a shaky hand.
"Tummy n' head." CJ whined. Liam sighed and stood up from the rocking chair, bringing the ill baby to the changing table.
"You know what?" Liam asked setting CJ on the table and beginning the process of a change. "Daddy doesn't feel good either, so when we are done we can go cuddle with Papa." Liam said, just finishing the change. He had gotten rather quick over the years. He picked up the small boy off of the changing table and went to the boy's crib, grabbing his dummy and blue blanket before sluggishly began his journey back to he and Zayn's room.
After a rather energy draining walk back down the hall, Liam finally arrived at his room. He stepped through the open door and moved towards the bed. He was about to get in, when he realized Zayn wasn't wearing any pants. The sneaky two year old would probably wake up earlier than them and get a visually scarring image. Liam thought it through for a minute before deciding to just wake Zayn up. He was going o have to do anyway, considering he needed Zayn to deal with there sick son. Liam looked down to find CJ asleep in his arms. He had wondered why the sick baby was so quiet. Liam gently set the two year old on top o the covers and went to get Zayn a pair of briefs.
