harry: daddy
niall: papa
louis: 3
that night, louis slept with his parents, claiming he wanted their cuddles to feel better and that he didn't want to go back to his own room.
harry and niall were more than happy to oblige (seeing it was already about two in the morning), and happily put louis in the middle of their bed, both parents cuddling him softly as little snores came out of the three-year-old.
about two hours later, niall woke up.
instantly, he looked over at louis to make sure he was alright, only to find that his son was fast asleep. slightly rubbing his eyes, he then looked at harry, smiling fondly as he noticed his husband was fast asleep as well.
only when niall let out a soft chuckle was when he realized what was wrong: he had a sore throat.
slightly groaning, niall slowly began to notice that he was also very hot. to the point where he was very uncomfortable, and to the point where he wasn't even sweating.
niall pouted as he realized that he had gotten whatever sickness louis had earlier that day.
deciding he didn't want to risk getting louis or harry ill, he thought it was best to crash in the guest room after grabbing himself some medicine.
quickly, niall got up, watching as louis automatically adjusted, spreading himself like a starfish, occupying niall's space making the lad shake his head fondly.
he walked out of the room as quietly as he could and turned on most of the lights, making his way to the medicine cabinet, grabbing two pills of advil and downing them with water, letting out a short sigh as he made his way to the guest room.
he made the bed and laid down, shivering, pouting slightly at the missing warmth, wishing harry was there to cuddle him and to help him feel better.
niall covered himself with the sheets, enclosing himself in a small cocoon as he tried his best to fight the cold, and eventually he fell asleep.
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the pills proved to do close to nothing when niall woke up later that day.
as soon as he opened his eyes, niall's hand flew to his mouth as he attempted to get out of the small cocoon he made for himself, nearly tripping as he opened the door to the bathroom next to the guest room, last night's soup making a reappearance.
he heaved heavily, flushing the toilet once he had finished.
quietly, he walked over to his room, opening the door to the bathroom connected, grabbing his toothbrush and brushing his teeth, attempting to get the horrid taste out of his mouth.
he grabbed the mouthwash moments later, gargling the substance, wincing as it seemed to burn his mouth.
"why weren't you in bed with us last night?" a quiet voice asked softly.
niall turned around and automatically pouted, walking into harry's arms as he sniffled a bit, "i don't feel well," he said, voice wavering.
"aw," harry pouted, rubbing nialls back, "i wasn't feeling very well either," he admitted, "grabbed myself some advil a couple minutes ago when i heard the water running here," he said, "all your things were in the guest room, though,"
niall sighed, "you're not feeling well either?"
harry shook his head, "we'll get you some medicine."
niall shook his head instantly, "i took some earlier. they didn't really seem to do anything anyways."
the pair stood there, hugging for a while before a loud cry was heard.
niall's eyes widened as he walked into the room, cooing when he saw louis crying in the middle of the bed, instantly picking the three-year-old up (even though he wanted nothing more than to leave seeing as he had a major headache), as he rocked him back and forth.
"thought you left." louis sniffled, shoving his face into nialls neck, "you o' daddy wasn't thewe," he whined, and niall could feel the tears coming out of the three-year-old on his neck.
"how're you feeling today, bud?" niall asked softly, pressing kisses on louis' head.
"bettew. yucky bubbwegum hewped," louis admitted, giggling when niall tickled him,
"see, what'd i tell you?" he said fondly.
harry came over and grabbed louis, "let's let papa rest, yeah?" he said, smiling over at niall.
louis frowned "why?"
"because papa's still sleepy," harry said, "and i'll let you watch cartoons-"
"okay! bye papa," louis said, kicking his small legs to be put down, giggling as he ran towards the living room.
niall sighed thankfully as he threw himself on his bed, wrapping himself in his sheets as he fell into a deep slumber.
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niall woke up a couple hours later, feeling refreshed.
his fever broke (he knew because he was sweating) and he was feeling much better than he was before.
niall sighed to himself, heart beating loudly when he heard louis yell.
instantly, niall ran down the stairs, sighing as he saw harry hunched over the garbage can, niall sighed gently, picking louis up and rubbing harry's back soothingly, waiting until the lad finished.
"yucky," louis said, "whats 'wong?" he asked, looking at niall.
"daddy's a little icky," niall said softly, "why don't you go to the play room?"
louis nodded his head, skipping over to the other room.
harry held a finger up, shaking his head, "you're sick. i'll take care of louis."
"im feeling much better, harry. right now you're more sick than i am, go rest," niall said gently.
harry whined, making niall laugh, "i hate being sick," he moaned out.
niall nodded his head in agreement, "i know, baby."
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Fanfic((old user: hazzabear-love)) Here I am reuploading this again... Please don't expect any updates, I wrote this over five or six years ago so to say I've moved on from the kidfic scene would be an understatement. I decided that having it up is better...
