Good Boy BoyxBoy (Zarry)

Good Boy Chapter 1 Part 1

After done getting ready for school, a 11 year old ran to his dad who was sitting at the table in the kitchen, reading a morning paper and sipping his coffee. The boy ran to stand at his father's side. "Dad! Dad! Can Harry come over and have a slumber tonight? Please, daddy, pleaseee." The boy begged. His father put the morning paper in his hand down before taking his reading glasses off and turned to look at his son. "Is Harry your boyfriend, Niall?" He asked with his serious dad tone, making his son pout. "Ew, no, Zayn, I told you I don't like boys!" The boy's response made his dad chuckle. Zayn knew his boy well. He knew that the boy was gay and just not brave enough to accept the fact. Zayn decided to wait for God knows how long for the day Niall was ready to admit and come out to him. "Of course, you don't. You're not like your dad. I was joking, Tiger." Zayn laughed and nudged at his son's side with his elbow playfully. "Not funny, dad. So, is that a yes or a no? Can Harry come?" Niall asked again. "Sure, Tiger. Harry can come. Do you want me to rent a movie for you boys to see tonight?" "Yes! We wanna see Tangled!" Niall replied with excitement. "Really?" 'Wow, that's not really gay.' Zayn thought. "Yeah!" Niall nodded. "Fine, if you boys wanna see Tangled, I'll rent Tangled. But Niall, is Harry gay?" Zayn asked out of curiosity, even though he was sure that his son's mate was since his son was gay himself. Niall might not have a thing for his mate, but gay people liked to hang out with people their type, right? "I don't know... why would you like to know?" Niall asked awkwardly. "Nothing, Nialler. Now let's drive you to school." Zayn drank his last sip of coffee from a mug before putting the mug in the sink and went to grab his car key. Niall was the first to run to their car and hopped in the passenger seat before Zayn hopped in the driver's and started the engine. ~ After picking up both boys from school and took them both back to his house, Zayn was in the kitchen, cooking dinner for three of them while two boys were in the living room, watching the movie Niall's father had rent in their pajamas. When the dinner was ready, Zayn brought three plates to the living room to give to the boys because he knew how much his son enjoyed watching a movie while eating. He sat on the couch with his dish in his hand, while the boys were eating on the floor, very close to the television. He stayed for almost twenty minutes, watching the movie and eating his food. When they were done eating, Zayn took the dishes from the boys and went back into the kitchen to put the dishes in the sink already full of dishes and glasses, and started washing everything in the sink. By the time he was done, the movie had ended and the boys were tired and ready for bed. He went to check on them getting ready for bed in Niall's bedroom. Niall was sharing his bed and his blanket with Harry because he had only one bed in his room. "Are you comfortable, Harry?" Zayn, who was leaning against the door frame, asked as he watched two boys tugging themselves in. "I'm fine, Mr. Malik. Thank you." Harry smiled. "And you, Tiger?" Zayn asked, raising his brows. "I'm okay, dad. Just go to sleep. We're knackered. We're ready to-" Niall's sentence was interrupted with a yawn. "Alright, alright, go to sleep, boys. I'll see you tomorrow." Zayn said before flipping the light switch, turning the room dark. "'Night, dad." "Goodnight, Mr. Malik." "'Night, boys." Zayn responded and closed the door behind him when he left his son's bedroom and made his way to his. ~ Zayn checked the time on his phone. 1:03 AM. He couldn't sleep. And all of a sudden, he was horny. It had been long since he had someone. His ex, Liam, had left him and their adopted son for good. They went their separate ways when Niall was only three. He sat up in his king-size bed and was going to put his hand in his pajama pants before he heard a voice coming from outside his room. He got out of bed and made his way to the door and opened it slightly. He saw light coming from the toilet. Zayn walked to the toilet quietly. The door wasn't completely shut, he pushed it open and saw Harry standing in front of the toilet, holding his member in his hand, his pants were on the ground, around his ankles. The boy startled when he saw Zayn and quickly pulled his pants up. "Mr. Malik! I- I just needed to wee. I'm sorry! Did I wake you up?" The boy panted. "Whoa, whoa, it's fine, Harry. You can use the toilet. Sorry I didn't knock. And no, you didn't wake me up. I can't sleep." Zayn said calmly, holding a hand in front of him. "Oh... okay," Harry said before looking around awkwardly, unsure what to do. He was still panicked a little and didn't think he could go back to sleep, but he guessed he had no other choice, so he stepped forward to make his way back to Niall's room, but Zayn was blocking the way. Harry didn't know why the man wouldn't move away from the door frame. He looked up at the man questioningly. "You wanna go back to bed?" Zayn asked. "Uhm, not really," Harry confessed. "But since there's nothing to do, I guess I'll have to try to fall back to sleep." He shrugged. "Well, Harry, I don't think I can go to sleep either." Zayn said as he reached one hand behind to close the bathroom door without turning around. "So why don't we think of something to do here?" Zayn asked, looking down at the small boy. "Uhm, I don't know. What do you think we should do, Mr. Malik?" "Just call me Zayn." Zayn smiled. "...Zayn," Harry repeated. "Well, I'm thinking of this one thing... do you know Niall is into boys, Harry?" "Uhm, yes, I do, Mr- I mean, Zayn," Harry scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit awkward. "Do you think he's hot, I mean, attractive?" "Uhm, yes, I think he's alright." Harry replied and Zayn smirked, glad that he never guessed things wrong.