Harry is awoken by the urgent need to pee. He finds himself in what seems like a fort. There are numerous pillows around him, under his feet, his stomach, his arms. It takes him a while to remember why he would wake up on the couch and when he does, his face instantly turns red with embarrassment. He peeks in the direction of the kitchen and sees Zayn moving around the kitchen preparing breakfast, humming a song that he has heard Daniaal hum before. It spooks him a bit that Zayn would sing that song especially after the moment they had yesterday but all those thoughts are going to have to wait because he is about to literally pee on himself. He shoots up off the couch and almost steps on Harley, who is curled by the couch, and waddles as quickly as he can to the bathroom.
"Harry? Are you okay?" comes Zayn's concerned voice from the kitchen
"Yeah. Need bathroom"
When he gets back to the kitchen, he finds the table set with all kinds of food. Zayn has made waffles, toast and dosas with avocados, bacon, eggs as choice fillings. Harry washes his hands again at the sink to try and delay him sitting but the smell is too intoxicating for him to do anything else. He joins at the table and they dig in. Zayn starts randomly talking about his work and an idea that he has for a game. It has frogs and wands and chocolates and Harry cannot see how all that relate but keeps nodding and smiling where he deems fit, at least the conversation has cleared the awkwardness in his mind regarding last night's events. Zayn mentions that the game is inspired by Harry Potter and he has a stupid grin when he mentions the name "Harry". Harreh. Harry knows the grin is because he is Harry as well and he is again reminded how childish Zayn can be.
After breakfast, Harry offers to load the dishwasher and Zayn actually lets him do it this time around. It is a hustle a bit because it is getting hard to bend with his 7 months belly. Zayn is standing off to the side, like he always does but Harry is not as annoyed by that like he normally is. Once the dishwasher starts, he stretches and gives Zayn a cocky smile before attempting to make his way upstairs to freshen up. He is already four steps in when he turns to find Zayn waiting patiently at the bottom of the stairs, ready to assist if needed. When he sees that Harry caught him, he quickly mumbles some incoherent words and points awkwardly at the kitchen as if he was heading there already.
Harry calls out for him and he is back within a second. "Can you please help to move my things downstairs?" Harry asks. Zayn nods enthusiastically but does not grin or smile much to Harry's shock. He scurries off to wherever and Harry continues to climb one step at a time and taking a 1 minute break interval after each step. When he finally makes it to his bedroom, Harry packs up all that he thinks he will need downstairs and leaves them on the bedroom floor in boxes. It is an emotionally taxing task and he is exhausted by the time he is done. Sending a text to Zayn to announce that everything is ready, he steps into his bathroom and soaks himself deep in the bath, the tears shedding absently from his eyes mixing in with the water. He reminds himself that he is not moving away, he is just moving downstairs.
It takes him a week to get used to the room downstairs. Everything feels almost the same, thanks to Zayn's choice of paint, as well as all the things from his room. Harley and Zayn are regular guests now or maybe it is easier for him to see them because they are now on the same floor. He sees their feet on the bottom of the door at all random times during the day or hears Zayn's whispers when he scolds Harley for being too loud when he thinks Harry is asleep.
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"I am happy with the position that the babies are in. All seems to be well. Are you excited? The babies could be here at any time" Dr Corden is smiling as he looks at the soon to be parents and removes his gloves and moves the ultrasound away. Harry is smiling brightly on the bed while Zayn is staring at Harry with an absent look on his face.
"We are. I cannot wait for them to be out; I am so tired of carrying these two. They are getting heavier and more fussy"
Dr Corden chuckles and pats Harry's back. "Most carriers go through that. When the time for delivery approaches, the excitement diminishes a bit and exhaustion takes over. Nothing to worry about. I have heard that after birth, most carriers miss the little kicks and movements so enjoy it as much as you can while it lasts".
"Now we need to complete your birth plan. I have you scheduled for any day from now because the babies look ready. Who is joining you in the theatre room?"
"My mom"
"And Zayn?"
"No. He has indicated that he is not ready to see all that. Right Zayn?"
"Yeah. I do not do well with blood"
"No problem. A lot of expectant fathers have the same fears. I have had numerous fainters and gaggers in my theatre. Will you be in the waiting room then?". Zayn nods.
"Okay. That is all then. Any questions?"
"Uhm We got this list from a magazine of all the things Harry will need to pack in his delivery bag. Are the baby clothes really necessary?"
"I would say yes but then again it depends on different people. The babies will be wrapped in a blanket after birth and might be placed in an incubator for a while. No clothes are allowed in the incubator though so we can survive without clothes. I take it you also practice the culture of only buying baby clothes after birth?"
"Yeah"
"It is not a problem at all. Any other questions?" Both men shake their heads. "Well that will be all then. Remember to rest as much as you can Harry. You need to treat him like royalty now Zayn, these last few days will be taxing on him especially since he is carrying two babies. Nothing too strenuous and definitely no sex for these last few weeks. The doctor winks at them when both men turn crimson and opens the door for them to exit.
"See you soon Harry"
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Moving around has become difficult now. All he has done these past few days since coming back from the doctor's appointment is walk around the house once daily to at least keep active. Much to Harry's dismay, Zayn has bought him a bell to ring whenever he needs anything. Apparently, he associates royalty with slavery. Though he has been tempted to so many times, he has not used the bell as yet and has tried to remain as active as possible.
Zayn has also added a page for baby necessities on the grocery book and keeps it in the hallway for easy access for Harry. When he wakes up craving chicken curry one afternoon, he adds the ingredients that he can remember on to the grocery list and puts the book on the kitchen table for Zayn. He also adds few items that he has seen on the "my pregnancy" magazines for the babies and the nursery. His list is very short due to Zayn's explanation of the limitation relating to purchasing certain baby things. Harry has learned that Maliks have too many cultural practices and after the earful he received from Trisha about checking the babies genders, he has learned not to question whatever they say as long as no harm is done to the babies. By evening, Zayn knocks at his bedroom door for Harry to join him for dinner and the smell of chicken curry almost brings him to an orgasm.
The two opt to rather eat in the living room due to the softness of the couch. Zayn sets up a fort for Harry and fiddles with the remote for anything to watch. Harry let him choose as a thank you for the dinner. After a while, Zayn chooses a show called "Despicable Me" and dinner is enjoyed over the sounds of Zayn's chuckles and the cartoons, well, animation according to Zayn's many corrections.
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Levirate [Haniaal/Zarry]
FanfictionWhere Harry Styles is happily married to Daniaal Malik but when tragedy strikes, all he has ever known is disrupted and nothing makes sense anymore.