𝐌𝐑. 𝐏𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄 ✧ 𝘻𝘪𝘢𝘮

epilogue

Liam wakes up to the sound of laughter coming from downstairs, he rolls over and splays his hand out on the right side. He already knows the side is empty but he still frowns when he feels the cold spot. He looks at the clock and sighs when he sees its 10 AM but doesn't bother staying in bed any longer.

He wipes his eyes as he heads into the bathroom, flicking the light on and freshening himself up. As soon as he's done brushing his teeth and washing the sleep from his face, he slowly makes his way downstairs, a smile on his face when he hears two sets of laughter and giggling.

He walks into the living room and he's smiling when he catches sight of his three year old and Zayn both coloring on the floor, laying on their stomachs as Zayn draws the pictures their child is coloring in.

He can't stop smiling at the sight and doesn't really want to disturb them even though he knows as soon as he takes another step, they'll turn around. Just before he does though, their three year old lets out a huff before tossing the green color down. He's looking for a different color now but his head pops up when he sees Liam in the hallway, grinning wide before he's jumping up and running to Liam.

"Daddy," He calls out, giggling when Liam reaches down to carry him and automatically start tickling his side softly.

Liam presses a kiss to his cheek and grins when he sees Zayn sit up and smile at him. "Morning."

He can't stop staring at how soft Zayn looks, smiling at him with his hair across his forehead and a big sweater on. He snickers when he feels two hands on his cheeks, pushing his head back to face his son.

"Daddy, park?"

Liam hums and raises a brow. "Ah yes, the park. I'm sure we can go to the park after lunch, little man."

His son lets out a sigh before he's pressing his hands to each of Liam's cheeks as he pouts. "Daddy, listen, please."

Liam snorts and hears Zayn snicker from his spot on the floor. "Alright, babe, I'm listening."

"I wanna go park, now."

Liam tries to keep a straight face but his son's expression of seriousness makes his smile and chuckle. He looks down at Zayn with raised brows at the authority his three year old son is showing and Zayn's already smirking like he knows what he's going to say.

"Sebastian is definitely your kid," Liam mutters jokingly, making Zayn laugh and shake his head.

He looks back at his son and smile softly, "I promise we can go to the park after lunch. Why don't you show me your pictures with Papa."

Sebastian grins and wiggles down at the mention of his drawings, quick to guide Liam towards their center in the living room where all the colors and papers are laid across the floor.

"I draw — puppy."

Liam takes a seat beside Zayn and presses a kiss to his lips quickly, biting the younger man's lower lip teasingly as he pulls away.

He looks at the picture his son his showing him and gasps. "Wow, little man. This is the best puppy i've ever seen."

His son smiles and nods head. "Yeah, I draw'd it."

Zayn laughs. "He's the best artist, can't deny his talent, Liam."

Liam snorts.

They stay like that — coloring and drawing together with Sebastian showing off every little line and squiggle he draws.

"Harry's coming by later," Zayn tells him after they've finished their drawings together and they pick up all the colors and papers on the floor.

Liam nods his head and hums, "It's been a while since you've seen him. He's finally back in town?"