Well...it's exactly what it says up there :)
For zarrynotsorry_
It was Harry's idea. He knew that Zayn had learned pole dancing when he was younger and he desperately wanted to see him perform. He had let go of that skill when they started dating, not really ever explaining why.
He had been fed this information, of his boyfriends "amazing pole dancing skills" recently by Zayn's best friend, Louis and since then, he was constantly trying to see him do it. But he knew how shy his husband was now, that he would never dance in public even if it was only the two of them.
So he decided to put a pole bar in their bedroom, it was a safe place that will certainly make him feel more comfortable. He had been plotting this for a little while now and was about to execute his plan today.
He had already checked to see if the schedule was perfect, did the measurements, he had it all settled. Just needed the house to be empty and today was the perfect day for that.
The kids were sleeping over at their grandma's house and Zayn worked in a little bit later than usual. So the house was clear. He rushed to go home as soon as his day was over so that he could be there to welcome the delivery people.
Everything was perfect. The pole was there, the outfit he had picked too and Zayn would be home soon.
"Yes Daddy loves you baby!" He cooed at his younger daughter, Aleena, she just turned 3 a month ago. He then frowned, watching as his son rolled his eyes. "Watch your eyes buddy." He warned but his son just smiled at him.
"Please don't do like last time, clean up before we come back. I don't really want to see your clothes on the floor. Pretty please?" He pleaded his father after taking back his phone from his little sister's hands.
"Shut up it was your fault, we told you to come back at 10." He replied with a chuckle.
"Yeah sure. Why's baba not home yet?" His son asked, touching his growing beard.
"Should be here soon. Where are your other siblings? And stop touching your chin like you have a long beard it's just a few hairs babe." Harry teased him, laughing when he flipped him off.
"Don't do that near your younger siblings Mason, please." It didn't bother him if him or his sister did it around him, after all they were teenagers and it wasn't that bad to flip someone off playfully.
They tried their hardest to be cool with their two older kids but with two babies it was important to behave in order for them to grow up well mannered.
"Okay I'm sorry Pops. Aaron is playing with grandma and Kay is on the phone probably with her girlf- her friend!" He stuttered trying to correct himself.
"I need to talk to her now. Give her the phone." Mason groaned but gave his phone to his sister, Kayla, she was 17, two years younger than him.
"Hey dad!" She greeted with a bright smile, her dimples showing, Harry couldn't help but to smile back.
"Hey beautiful princess, how is my baby girl doing?"
"Really good, think I aced my exam this morning! Thank you so much for the last minute tutoring by the way."
"No problem baby. And glad to hear that, we just have to wait for the results now. What were you doing just now?" She looked at him through the camera, her cheeks now tinted a light shade of pink.
