Conversation of emotion (Baby Boy)

🍼goodbye, little friend🍼

Sorry for not updating for so long! I hope that the next chapter will be up soon!! Just as a little side note, it's around April in the story right now. Sorry for any mistakes I haven't checked yet.
Xx hope you'll enjoy it! ♡

''D-daddy!''

Louis turned in his bed, groaning. Harry had promised not to wake him up anymore when he had a day off.

''Daddy pl-please.'' Louis' eyes shot open when he realised that Harry's voice sounded scared.

He rolled over to see Harry with a white face and worried eyes.

''Princess? What's going on?'' He croaked out, thinking that it was probably something minor since Harry was obviously little today.

''Daddy, Molly is not mo-ving...'' Harry whispered.

Louis was fully awake then. Oh God...

''Where is she, love?''

''O-On the chair in m-my nursery.'' the little stuttered, rubbing his eyes with his fist.

Louis hopped out of bed.

''Stay here, Hazza baby. Just a few minutes, yeah?'' Harry nodded and sunk to his knees as he hugged his torso.

Louis rushed to the nursery and looked at the chair, frowning when he saw the black cat curled up in the chair.

He walked towards here and rubbed her head.

Tears filled his eyes when he felt how cold and stiff she was. Poor Harry. Fuck.

Louis rubbed his face and crouched down in front of the cat.

''Hey girl... Did you find a nice spot to sleep? That's good, baby. We'll miss you though.'' He whispered, not really sure how to tell Harry.

Louis stood up and wiped his eyes.

This was probably also the reason that she was so clingy and exhausted yesterday.

He walked into the bedroom and sighed when he saw Harry looking up at him with hopeful eyes.

''Come here for a sec, princess.'' Louis said as he sat down and patted his knees.

Harry climbed into his lap and bit his lip anxiously.

''Baby, s-something happened tonight and you're not going to like it.'' Louis croaked, voice thick with hurt.

Harry's shoulders slumped.

''Molly passed away last night, princess. I'm so sorry.''

Harry simply burst into tears, collapsing against Louis' chest as tears started rolling down his cheek.

The dom wrapped his arms around the tiny boy and rocked them from side to side, shushing Harry as the little sobbed.

The man didn't even know what to say. He knew that this was bound to happen someday, especially since the cat was already so old but not this soon.

''We'll be okay, baby. Do you wanna see her?'' Louis whispered, earning a small nod and a sob in return.

The dom stood up and carried his sub to the nursery where he sat down on the ground in front of the chair.

Harry peaked at the chair before kneeling in front of it, gently stroking the cat's ears.

''M g-gunna m-m-miss you, Mol-ly.'' He sobbed, tears falling on Molly's fur.

Louis rubbed Harry's back, staring at him in sympathy.

Sure, Louis liked the cat but Harry was in love with her. She was his little buddy when Louis wasn't around.