I'll be home soon - Larry AU (boyxboy)

Chapter two

One of the reasons why Harry loved the mei tai baby-carrier they’d bought when Jack was little, was that it allowed him to do the household and still keep the baby close. Amy loved sitting on his back and was always calm and quiet if she was in it while he cooked or cleaned.

He was preparing their dinner when he heard the front door open, followed by Jack’s quick footsteps and his gleeful cry. “Dad!” Louis’ chuckle sounded in the living room, only faltering slightly when Beth didn’t seem to pay him much attention while watching a television show. Harry couldn’t understand what he was saying, but smiled as he saw his husband walk into their kitchen, holding up a bag of Harry’s favourite crisps. Louis pressed a quick kiss to Amy’s forehead to be rewarded with one of those brilliant smiles of hers and then pulled his husband close with an arm around his waist.

“Hey.” Harry said softly, glad that for once Louis was home for dinner and before the kids had to be put to bed.

“Hey,” Louis replied, his voice soft and sounding a little nervous. “Sorry for uhm, for this morning. I had no right to call you out on the orange juice, I know they can be hard to handle.”

Harry looked up from the pan and turned to face Louis, finding him biting his bottom lip like he always did when he was nervous. Or horny, but that obviously wasn’t the case right now. He looked incredibly handsome and sexy in his jeans and the oversized jumper he had obviously stolen from Harry’s part of the wardrobe, and Harry cursed inwardly that he couldn’t ever keep a grudge against his husband.  “It’s fine. I’m glad you’re home now.” He smiled, receiving a broad smile back.

“Yeah, me too.”

Dinner was ready only minutes later, and it all went smoothly with Louis being home to set the table and help feeding the terrible trio. Even Beth let go of her grudge against Louis and discussed the match with him. It was something Harry had noticed about her lately. She was never really angry or sad, never cried or complained when Louis wasn’t home to tuck her in once again, but she just seemed to shut him out. As if she was trying to forget that he was her dad as well. The anger was there though, and it was mostly directed towards Harry since he was the one who was around all the time. He had contemplated talking to Louis about it, but he didn’t want to ruin the little time they had together because of it, so he kept it inside, hoping it’d blow over.

As usual when Louis was home in time, it was him that bathed the two eldest and put them to bed with a story while Harry cleaned up a little in the kitchen and the living room, only being called to give them a good night kiss before he fed Amy her eight o’ clock bottle. He smiled at Louis when he finally fell down on the couch next to him.

“She hates me.” He groaned and Harry frowned a bit before he understood what Louis was talking about. He held Amy up and gently patted her back to make her burp as she shuffled closer to his husband so he could put his head on his shoulder.

“She doesn’t hate you, she just misses you a lot, Lou.”

“And she hates me because of it.” He replied stubbornly, evoking a sigh and an eye roll from Harry.

“No, she doesn’t. She’s just… angry, and sad. But she was alright once you two started talking, no?”

“I suppose.” He sulked.

“Come on Lou, don’t do this. Let’s just enjoy our evening together, alright?”

“Yeah, okay.” He decided and got up to get a bottle of wine and the crisps he’d brought earlier, bringing them inside together with two glasses while Harry put Amy in her crib in their bedroom, turning the baby monitor up so they’d hear her when she woke up for her last bottle. “Best thing about having no boobies for breast feeding,” Louis joked as Harry joined him again. “At least we can drink alcohol without having to worry we’ll pass it to her.”