Adopted

The Grimmy Express

"Harry, will you please get out of the curtains? You know how much your daddies don't like the fabric getting dirty," Nick says to the boy.

"Sowwy! I'm just so 'cited," exclaims the boy.

The man gestures for the boy to come closer to him as he sits down on the plush white couch. The couch is new. Before they had a darker color, because Harry was prone to making messes on furniture and they did not want to deal with stains. Nick chuckles internally thinking about the new baby and how he will probably be just as much of a mess maker.

He pats his long, thin legs for Harry and the little waddles towards him. Nick makes a mental note to do a nappy check in a few minutes. Liam and Zayn would be less than happy to come home to Harry sitting in his own filth.

Nick fakes confusion to humor the lad. "Hmmm," he says tapping his chin. "What's got you excited, Honey?"

"Daddy and Papa will be home soon!"

"Anything else," the tall man asks.

"They're bringing me a bruder!"

Nick gasps. "A brother?!"

Harry nods and smiles so wide Nick can see his molars. "Uh huh! His name is Louis! It's spelled like Lewis but daddy said you say it like Louwee! Weeee," Harry squealed. He raises his arms and moves his whole body forward so he is leaning over Nick's lap. "Get it? Huh, Nick? Weee! Like a rollercoaster!"

Nick iss about to pull him back up so he doesn't fall, but Harry has a different idea. He jumps from his babysitter's arms onto the thankfully soft carpet. The boy rolls on the floor with his arms flailing as if he's really on an amusement park ride.

Nick chuckles at the adorable sight before him.

Nick knows that he will probably never have a little one of his own, but if he ever did he could only hope that they are half as adorable as Harry. Nick has been one of Harry's main babysitters for two years now. He comes over at least once a week, usually on Saturdays so the couple can go out for date night. He doesn't mind at all. Spending time with Harry is 99% of the time a treat. There are still nights where he pouts and misses his daddies, but a bit of cuddling and reassuring praises fixes that right up.

"Nicky," Harry looks at the man with his big green eyes.

"Yes, Ducky?"

"Can I wear somefing else?"

"What's wrong with what you have on? You look so adorable in your footie pjs," the man tells the boy.

Harry wriggles in discomfort. "Thank you. But I'm so hot!"

"I guess it is a bit warm in here," he says to himself. Liam and Zayn keep the house at a constant temperature of 23 degrees no matter what the season. Harry is covered shoulder to toe in purple flannel and is bound to be sweaty underneath it all.

"Okay, munchkin! Come here," Nick opens his arms wide and Harry jumps up from the floor and into the man's arms. Nick places Harry on hip and begins to walk out of the large living room. "All aboard the Grimmy express!"

"Toot toot," Harry squeals as he moves his fist up and down like a train whistle.

Nick uses the hand that isn't holding Harry up to hold to his face as if he was talking through an intercom radio. "Ladies and gentleman! Thank you for choosing The Grimmy Express. Please keep your hands and feet secured and hold on tight for the ride. It's going to be a steep climb," he informs as they begin the journey up the stairs. Nick keeps one hand under Harry's bottom and the other across his back. He makes a chugging sound to further the imaginary train ride. Harry continues laughing and squealing delight. They make it up the stairs and go to the third door on the left. "We have arrived at our destination. We hope you had a safe and fun journey and choose to use our railway services again in the future!"