Adopted

Happy Meal

This is one of my favorite chapters in the story. Harry's deep head space is just absolutely adorable.

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Harry's eyes flutter open as he is surrounded by snores from multiple people. He feels warmth all around as he realizes he's on top of someone. Confused, he looks down and sees that it's Papa!

Twisting his body so he is laying stomach to stomach with Zayn, he reaches a hand up and pokes the man's nose.

"Papa," he whispers.

Zayn doesn't react, always being the heaviest sleeper of the two husbands. Harry taps his nose again and it twitches this time.

"Papa," Harry practically sings.

The man beneath him groans but doesn't wake.

Harry grunts and sits up so he is straddling the man. "Papa, wake up," he says louder now, running his fingers through the black hair.

"What is it, Babe," Zayn whispers, eyes still closed.

"I'm up!"

Zayn opens his eyes and looks at the young one sitting on top of him. Then he turns his head to see his husband and other little boy are spooning in their sleep just two feet away on the large mattress.

"Up! Up! Up," Harry cheers.

Zayn raises his hand to the boy's face and covers Harry's mouth. The boy giggles. "Shhhhh, don't wake your brother."

"Sowwy," Harry apologies.

"It's okay. Just quiet down."

Harry pouts, "Don't wanna be quiet."

Zayn thinks over his options. He doesn't want to disturb Louis and Liam, but he also doesn't want to hurt Harry's feelings by telling him to be quiet. The boy is obviously extremely hyper and though Zayn would rather fall back into his nap, Harry needs to be occupied.

"Let's go get groceries then, yeah?"

His boy nods quickly. "Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!"

Zayn smiles at the beaming boy and steadies his hips as he climbs off. They stand together and Harry wraps his arms around Zayn's torso for support.

"Baby, go wait for me in the nursery," he whispers.

Harry nods and let's go. His daddy watches him toddle out of the room before taking a pair of jeans from his dresser and putting them on and putting his shorts in the hamper.

He walks over to Liam's side and kneels. He rubs his cheek, "Li?"

"Hmmmmm," the sleeping man hums.

"I'm taking Harry to the market."

Liam nods. "Will you be back for lunch?"

"Probably not. I think I'll take him out for some nuggets," Zayn whispers.

The half asleep man yawns, "Okay, Babe."

Zayn pecks his husband on the lips before standing up. He leaves the room and walks down the hallway to the nursery.

Zayn enters the room to find Harry sitting in the rocking chair, moving it back and forth as fast he can. He rushes over to him.

"Woah, Baby. That's enough, don't want you to get hurt," he says, placing his hands on the arms of the chair to slow it down.

Harry frowns but stops pumping his legs. Zayn helps him stand, but Harry feels a little dizzy from going so fast and has to rest his head on the man's shoulder for a few seconds.