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Ziam - ZAYN'S COMING OUT

Liam was always a worrisome person, it was in his nature. Now with his child it had increased tenfold. Ten years ago he had knocked a girl up in high school, had a son and she left town practically still connected to the baby by the umbilical cord. At seventeen years old Liam was a single father with a shitty part time job and high school to still finish.

Thankfully his parents did in fact help him out so he could finish school, go to Uni to study engineering then get a good job and provide for him and his son Zayn. He had known the girl he knocked up was of Pakistani decent so he wanted something unique and also something tying his heritage to his son. Zayn seemed the perfect name and since it did in fact mean ‘beautiful’ it fit like a glove. Because Zayn was beautiful.

Ever since Liam laid eyes on his son, olive skinned with ink black hair and big brown eyes, just like his daddy, he had fallen for his son. He did everything for Zayn and the two were extremely close as the young boy grew up. They now lived in a small two bedroom flat near Liam’s parents and the father worked at a design firm in the city.

As stated before, Liam was a worrier and it was almost constant daily, from the bills getting paid, making sure the fridge was stocked with food and anything that dealt with Zayn. Now was no different. His son, who usually was effervescent, mature for his age but still goofy at times, precocious and all around ‘good’ kid was not himself lately.

He was shutting down for some unknown reason. He never really smiled anymore, didn’t like going out to play with his mates too often and usually kept to himself in his room, only coming out to eat and use the restroom. Liam being the concerned father, and intuitive at that, noticed from the get go and asked Zayn repeatedly what was bothering him.

Zayn would flash his cutest smile saying nothing was wrong or he was tired then kiss his dad on the cheek and disappear into his room for hours on end. This went on for weeks and one day Liam wasn’t even thinking as he opened his son’s bedroom door to see him sitting at his desk with the computer on, “Zee, what did you want for-“

“Ah!” The little boy yelped and nearly sprang from the chair and quickly closed whatever he was looking at clearly raising suspicion.

“Zayn, what are you doing?” He asked sternly with one bushy eyebrow raised.

“Nothing daddy.” Zayn oozed on his sweet innocent voice that he would only use when he knew he shouldn’t have been doing something.

“Uh huh.” He ran a hand through his short dark hair and knew his son was bullshitting him.

“Promise.” Zayn raised up his small hand with three fingers. Liam decided to just let it go. Kid was probably looking at porn, everyone did. He wasn’t exactly too keen on his son finding things that even grown adults shouldn’t look at so he made a mental note to go through the computer and try and set up a parental blocker.

“What did you want for dinner buddy?” He asked and the tension in the room seemed to lift and he smirked seeing the apprehension drain from Zayn’s small face.

“I’d really like mac & cheese dad.” He nodded his head as if there were more people deciding than him.

“You got it; I’ll call you when it’s ready.” And he left without a single word.

Absentmindedly stirring the pot of creamy pasta he thought that if his son was looking at porn he was thankful he didn’t catch him wanking off. At ten years old it seemed too early for anything sexual to pass through a boy’s mind but then he remembered he was just as curious and even got a girl knocked up at seventeen.

He then thought about how he didn’t want to become a grandfather before forty. His face paled slightly.

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