Conversation of emotion (Baby Boy)

🍼cold hands🍼

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''Daddyyy! Now can we go outside?'' Harry whined, tugging on Louis' sleeve as he tried pulling the older man towards the front door.

Louis chuckled and grabbed Harry by the hips, pulling the lad towards him and wrapped his arms around Harry's small body so that he could barely move.

''Being impatient, dove? Daddy doesn't like that very much.''

Harry whined and pouted at his daddy.

''But you said 10 minutes!'' Harry cried out, pushing against Louis' arms with all his strength, trying to wriggle out of the male's tight grip.

''Yeah, I wanted to drink my coffee.'' Louis said, pressing his nose into Harry's neck. He didn't let go of the little though.

''You finished it a long time ago!'' Harry snapped, moving his head sideways to force Louis his face out of his neck.

''What if the snow will melt before we can make a snowman...'' He said, eyes saddening severely.

Louis cooed at him and lifted him up into the air, holding the boy in his arms whilst he walked towards the front door where their coats and boots were.

'Alright, alright. We'll go outside, sweetie.'' Louis gave in, not being able to resist the curly-haired cutie any longer.

He made sure that Harry and he were warm enough to go outside before he opened the door. Harry rushed past Louis and ran into the snow, giggling when he nearly slipped.

Louis gasped when he saw Harry nearly fall and gripped onto his chest, feeling his heart beat rapidly.

''Scared me for a sec, Hazza.'' He said and carefully ran towards his little, who was already covered in snow.

''It's so pretty, daddy!'' Harry sighed in awe.

Louis nodded and pressed snow together in his hands to make a snowman. He let the ball fall into the fresh snow under his feet and started rolling it.

Harry watched him for a second before doing exactly as Louis did.

Louis ended up with 2 snowballs since he started making it earlier and Harry wasn't that fast and strong. He panted and looked at his little. Harry was struggling to roll the ball any further, looking up at Louis.

His green eyes popped out because of the snow, tiny snowflakes were stuck in his hair and his cheeks were rosy from the cold. Also, the tip of his nose was red and Louis couldn't help but laugh at it.

''You look adorable, love.'' He said and pecked Harry's cheek before he lifted the snowball up in his arms.

He walked towards his own 2 balls (don't think dirty you pervs!) and placed the smaller one on top of it.

''Now... what's missing?'' Louis questioned, scratching his chin.

Harry giggled and pushed against Louis' arm. ''He doesn't have a face yet, silly!'' He squeaked.

''Oh right!'' Louis hit his own head. ''How could I have been so stupid! Should we give him a carrot nose then?''

Harry nodded quickly. Louis grabbed the younger's thighs and quickly hoisted him up into the air, prodding him up on his hip.

''Can you make his face for me, love?'' Louis asked, holding up coals for Harry.

Harry gasped and looked into Louis' ocean blue eyes.