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DDM: He gets embarrassed

HIS POV
Liam: I was so blessed now not only with my wife, but with my newly born daughter (y/f/n). We were sitting in the hospital just hours after my wife gave birth. I was rocking my daughter in the rocking chair just talking to her. My wife was sleeping peacefully and I was grateful I got this time with just her. The nurse quietly walked in informing me that my daughter needed to be fed. I nodded and handed (y/n) over. The nurse woke up my wife. "Okay Mrs. Payne, are we breastfeeding?" My wife nodding smiling. I smiled and walked next to her. The nurse prepped her on how to do it and I blushed. After they got (Y/n) situated and my wife was comfortable the nurse left for awhile and it was the three of us again. I was very uncomfortable. "Baby?" I looked up. "Yes?" "Are you alright?" I nodded quickly. "Uh yeah fine" I smiled. She smiled and winced. "What?" "She sucked to hard" I blushed and looked down. "Babe. It's normal. Don't be embarrassed" I refused looking up, afraid that I would just stare at my gorgeous wife if I did. The nurse eventually walked back in and helped my wife situate herself before handing me (y/n) to burp.

Louis: I was working on the computer just looking through some things when I heard my wife yelling for me. "Yes?" I called out getting up. I walked into our room where she was recovering from a C-Section. "Can you please hand me (y/n)? She needs to be fed?" I nodded quickly picking up my tiny little girl. "Hi baby" I cooed handing her over to my wife. "Louis help" She groaned out. I nodded helping her being very embarrassed. She giggled and started to feed her. "I'll be in the other room" I said quickly walking out. "You're such a baby Lou!" "Am not!" I yelled walking back to the computer. I was engrossed in what I was doing until I heard her yelling again. "LOUIS!" I got up running into the room. "Help me." She said wincing. I walked up and became more embarrassed. "What?" "She's hurting me" I nodded and carefully pried my daughter off her. "OW" I smiled with a beat red face holding my daughter. "Stop being a baby Louis." "I am not!" I laughed. I found a burp rag and placed it on my shoulder beginning to burp my daughter. I turned the other way not wanting to stare down my wife anymore than I already did.

Niall: "It was just weird. I didn't like the idea of having someone like drinking stuff out of your body ya know?" I was sitting with the boys in the living room. (y/n)'s mother had given birth to her about two months ago and she was breast feeding her still. I tried to explain to the boys about it, but they just didn't understand. And I was NOT going to let them learn watching her. "Niall!" I heard my wife yell. "Coming! Be back lads" I ran up the stairs into (y/n)'s nursery. "Can you help me please?" I nodded. "With what baby?" "I just she won't feed." She sighed. We have been having this problem and I was getting embarrassed more and more. "Here" I picked up my daughter helping out my wife. I blushed more and more. "Niall. Stop. You've seen me like this. It's nothing different" "But. It's just my daughter and you and never mind" I knew I should shut up before she did something that I didn't want to happen. It took about fifteen minutes but I was able to get (y/n) to feed properly. "Niall, honey. Take a break. You look like a tomato" I laughed and left quickly wanting to get out as soon as possible.

Harry: It wasn't that I didn't mind watching my wife breastfeed my daughter, it was how it was done. Like, it was all awkward the way the nurse just grabbed her uh 'thing' and shoved it in my daughter's mouth. I was turning embarrassed to say the least. The nurse made me walk over and watch to know how to do it for when we went home. I watched and immediately went wide eyed and looked away. After that we were released and we went home. After getting my wife and (y/n) settled I decided that I would get the house cleaned up and get some things done. After I had did some laundry, cleaned the kitchen and unpacked everything, my wife was calling for me. I walked up to our bedroom. "Yes baby?" "Can you help me? I can't remember how to do" She pouted holding (y/n). I smiled hesitantly and helped her. I grew redder and redder as (y/n) was situated and began feeding. "I-I'll be back" I stumbled over my words and legs trying to get out quickly. I heard her laughing while I ran down to the kitchen to finish what I was currently doing. "Baby!" I ran back up embarrassed but ready to help my wife in any way she needed.

Zayn: I didn't like the idea of my little girl having her mouth all over my wife like that. Yeah, I get it. My daughter=my wife. But still, that just freaks me out and doesn't seem very hygienic. Anyway, my wife was laying on the couch while (y/n) was in her crib sleeping. I heard a cry and then my wife. "Zayn? Can you get her please? I need to feed her!" I nodded leaving my chore and walking up into her nursery. "Oh baby girl, are you hungry?" I cooed picking her up. I slowly walked back down the stairs. "We'll find mommy and she'll feed you. Yes she will.. Because you're my special little princess." I heard my wife laughing. I smiled and handed my daughter over. "Can you help me?" She asked referring to her tank top. I blushed a chrisom red and helped her. "Thanks" She smiled. I smiled walking away quickly. I heard her quietly talking to the baby but I didn't dare go back in there. I was embarrassed enough. About twenty minutes later, I heard my wife again. "Yes?" "Can you burp her?" I nodded taking her from my wife and started to burp her. I faced away not wanting to be embarrassed anymore.