chance connection |2| [zarry]

onehundredeightynine

"Freddie, one toothbrush is enough," is the first thing Zain hears when he wakes up. It means the day is off to a great start.

"But I want Dori and my football brush," Freddie whines. "I want both!"

Zain groans and pulls his blanket over his head.

"Look who's awake," Harry says, mercilessly, probably happy to distract Freddie.

"Zain!" Freddie calls, jumping on Zain with enthusiasm. "I wanna take both toothbrushes!"

"One's enough," Zain says, pulling the blankets from his head to look at Freddie. "Are you packing?"

"Yea," Freddie sighs, "but Harry won't let me pack right. He says I can't take all my dinosaurs! And I need all my dinosaurs!"

"You don't, we're only going for two days," Zain says, yawning. "Has your dad called already?"

"Yea," Freddie says, pressing his face against Zain's. "I talked to him when you were sleeping."

"That's good," Zain says, running a hand through his hair and turning his head to look at Harry.

Harry shrugs at him, rolling his eyes. "We've been packing for the past hour," he says. "Right, baby?"

"Yes, we are busy," Freddie confirms, sitting up on Zain's chest. For all that he's apparently been up for a couple hours already, he's still dressed in his pyjamas. "I talked to Daddy and then we had breakfast and then Harry made me pack!"

"Busy morning, monster," Zain says, sitting up and kissing his cheek. "You haven't even got dressed."

"No, didn't want to," Freddie says. "I'm gonna wear pyjamas all day," he announces.

"Sure, monster," Zain says as Freddie scrambles off the bed again, pulling a shirt out of Harry's hands.

"Not that one," Freddie complains. "I don't like it."

"All your other sweaters are in the wash because you spilled juice twice yesterday," Harry says, trying to reason.

"But I don't like it!" Freddie says, pouting.

"Yea," Harry sighs, "I know. Zain," he adds, shooting a look at Zain when he tries to pull the blankets over his head again. "Don't fall back asleep, I'm going to work in half an hour."

"I'm up," Zain grunts, forcing himself to sit back up. "Imma shower," he adds, leaning down to kiss Harry as he passes him.

"We'll be downstairs. Hopefully," Harry says, drily, rising an eyebrow at Freddie, who is going through the bag again, apparently checking to see if Harry's packed other objectable pieces of clothings.

"Yea, you do that," Zain says, really glad that he can have a shower in peace.

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"Can't wait for Louis to come back," Harry says, kissing Zain.

"Louis?" Zain asks when they break the kiss, rubbing Harry's back and sucking on his neck. He probably shouldn't leave a hickey, he thinks, licking over the spot and mouthing up Harry's jaw.

"Yea," Harry says, pulling Zain closer. "Want you to myself again," he says.

"Zain!" Freddie calls just then, like he is trying to prove Harry's point.

"Coming, monster," Zain calls back, pressing his lips to Harry's once more. "We can drop him at your mum's and run away," he suggests.