daddy's little princess « niam

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Niall was some sort of nervous reck as he waited for Liam to come home. He had long since told Louis to head back to his own house, so he was alone. His hands were shaking.

Did he tell Liam? What would be the best thing to do? Wait until he had grasped the news himself and tell him? His mind was a mess; Niall decided to wait until he had thought it through himself before telling Liam. Smiling with his own decision, Niall set about making dinner.

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"What did you do today, love?" Liam sat on the bar stool next to Niall. He was slurping at some spaghetti and waiting for Niall to tell him to chew then talk.

"Just went out and walked around a bit with Louis," Niall said casually. He was amazed at how his voice didn't shake. Maybe it had moved down to his knees. "Nothing too big."

"So you have any winter clothes yet? If not, you should be getting some. It'll be getting cold soon."

"I know, Daddy," he gave his dom a smile. "Louis and I will go sometime this week. I need his opinions on what to wear. He has a better fashion sense than me, anyway."

"Why don't," Liam suggested, "I come home early tomorrow and we go shopping? I'd like to help you pick out a few things."

"Are you sure, Daddy? I thought you said it was getting busier and you might need to take extra hours." Niall was nervous. Early for Liam usually meant around lunch, and if today was anything to tell by, Niall might still be puking his guts out late into the next afternoon.

"Of course. It might be around two before I can get home, though. Are you done?" Liam stood with his plate and took Niall's, too. He went over to the dishwasher and put them both in carefully, seeing as they were clean from food. "Do you want to go cuddle and watch a movie?"

"Finding Nemo?" Niall asked excitedly. Liam gave him a big smile.

"Whatever you want, princess."

-

Niall was snoring softly on Liam's chest by the time the ending credits had rolled around. He had been asleep since about the time Dory swam into the chasm, but Liam, having the inner child he does, had decided to sit through the rest of the movie and let Niall sleep a bit.

The dom leaned forward, trying not to knock Niall off his chest, and turned the telly off. As he lifted Niall up, a paper fell from Niall's pocket. Liam figured it was just a random note that the boy had been writing during the day and ignored it; he'd come back for it when Niall was in bed.

The blonde refused to let go of Liam's arm as he tried to put him down on the bed. It took some force, but Liam finally got Niall to clutch tightly on a pillow as he waited for him to come back. Liam couldn't stand leaving his home in a mess, even if it was until the next morning.

He started folding the blanket and was finished before he nearly slipped on the little paper. Liam picked it up carefully and unfolded it. It was a little picture, an ultrasound. It didn't show anything more than a tiny fuzzy grey ball. In the top right corner, it read NIALL HORAN, SUB. PREGNANT. FOUR WEEKS.

Liam smiled softly at the news. His only question was, why hadn't Niall told him? Liam wasn't too bothered by the fact that Niall hadn't said anything. The blonde's mind was probably running so fast he had a hard time believing it himself. Still smiling, Liam folded the paper up and placed it on the table. He turned the light off and went up to bed.

He would just wait on Niall to tell him himself.

-

Niall was facing away from Liam when he woke, and he wondered why. It was nearly time for Liam to be readying himself for work. The clock said it was six in the morning.

"Daddy," Niall rolled over and whispered. "Daddy, it's time for you to get up."

Liam hummed in his sleep. "Baby," he whispered. It took Niall a moment to realize that Liam was referring to him not the life form in his stomach that no one was supposed to know about.

"Daddy," Niall whispered again. Liam was laying on his back, so Niall crawled into his lap. "Wake up." He connected their lips.

It took Liam a whole half second to kiss back. "Was wondering how you were going to wake me," Liam grinned slyly as niall pulled back. "I guess I made a good choice."

"That you did, Daddy. But I'm not kissing you again until I brush my teeth. And since it's time for you to get up, I figured maybe we could shower together?" Niall cooed softly and ran a hand down Liam's chest. "You know, to save water and all."

"That sounds like the best idea you've ever had, princess," Liam smiled another sleepy smile before scooping Niall into his arms. "And I suppose we'll be brushing our teeth before we have this shower?"

"What would a shower be without kissing? No sex, please. I've been feeling a bit sore still," Niall pouted as if he were truly sad about it.

"We do as you please, princess. This is your castle." Liam placed him down in front of the bathroom sink, and they grabbed their respectful toothbrushes. the next two minutes were filled with sly butt grabs and lots of hip bumps to tell who gets to see in the mirror. Once their teeth were all clean, Liam turned on the shower.

"Why does your shower feel so amazing?" Niall moaned as the hot jets of water hit his muscles.

"Probably because I'm in it," Liam smirked underneath his own shower head. (Two shower heads, probably the best idea Liam had come up with.)

"I want to bite your lip," Niall admitted.

"Then come over here and do it!" Liam pouted for effect. Niall pounced.

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i'm tired and sad

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