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of whines

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-of whines

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"Adam, please just be quiet and I promise I'll give you extra apple juice." Zayn bargained as he stared down at his 3 year old son.

"Daddy," Adam whined, sticking his bottom lip out, "Adam tell 'bout painting!"

"Baby, just let me finish dinner and then I'll listen, okay?" Zayn pecked the top of Adam's head as he walked past him carrying plates towards the table.

"Okay daddy!" Adam huffed as he waddled out of the kitchen, his thumb stuck in his mouth, his hazel eyes wide and his raven-black hair sticking up.

Zayn sighed as he leaned against the counter, before pushing himself off as he reached up towards the cupboard to grab some spices. When he couldn't reach it, he let out an expatriated huff, placing his foot on the stove edge to get taller.

He was just about to reach it when a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist, and Zayn jumped, hitting his head on the cupboard.

"Aw is my king hurt?" Liam asked from behind him, kissing the crown of raven hair that rested upon his husband's head.

"Damn it, Liam, I almost fucking peed my pants." Zayn swore, leaning against Liam's chest, "Where's Chris? I swear if you left him on the terrace again, I will chop your balls off, Liam."

Liam chuckled as he nuzzled his face into Zayn's neck. "Chris is fine, just left him with Adam. The two of them are watching Barney in the living room." the brunette assured, placing kisses on his husband's neck and jawline, "Fuck, is it just me or does your jaw look sexier than before?"

Zayn rolled his eyes and pushed Liam away. "Go away, Li. I'm cooking." Zayn mumbled, not taking his eyes off the steaming pot in front of him.

"But Zayn," Liam whined, "C'mon baby, just a kiss."

Zayn shook his head, pushing his hair from his face. Liam, though, was set on his request for a kiss and wouldn't stop whining.

"Liam!" Zayn exclaimed, finally fed up, "You and your son are the same, you're always whining. When will you act your age, Li, you're 27!"

"How can I act my age around you, baby?" Liam grinned, his eyes crinkling by the sides as he swooped down and pressed his lips against Zayn's.

There was no need of tongues and teeth during the kiss, it was simple and passionate as Zayn pressed his hands against Liam's chest.

Liam wrapped his arms around Zayn's waist, pushing him against the counter, one of his hand going up Zayn's black button-up.

"Daddy cook food! Not eat Papa!" a tiny voice interrupted them and both of them broke apart to see Adam covering his eyes.

Liam laughed, pecking Zayn one more time before he kneeled down in front of his eldest soon. "Sorry, Addy, Papa just wanted to see if Daddy wasn't eating any of the food." Liam said, his face plastered with a cheeky grin.

"Oh!" Adam dragged, his eyes widened as he stared up at his Papa.

"Where's Chris, baby?" Zayn inquired, leaning down next to Liam. "Right here!" Adam said and their one year old son crawled from behind his brother's legs, his brown curly hair tousled and his hazel eyes glistening as he smiled around his pacifier.

"Chrissy!" Zayn exclaimed, picking up his son as he placed him on his lap. "I haven't seen you all day, love."

Chris giggled as he played with the buttons of Zayn's shirt, bouncing on his lap as Liam sat down next to them with Adam perched on his shoulders.

"I want everyone to have a bath after this. The floor is dirty." Zayn instructed and his three boys nodded, cuddling up to Zayn.

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"Liam, lather up Chris's hair." Zayn stated as he passed the shampoo across the huge tub.

They were having one big family bath- Liam and Zayn were wearing underwear, they didn't want their children to be scarred- and Liam sat on one side with Chris in-between his legs whilst Zayn sat across him with a giggling Adam jumping on his stomach.

Both men lathered up their sons thoroughly and Liam invented a game of who wouldn't whine while Zayn poured water over them. Of course, no one won as Liam was the first to let out a squeal when water was poured over his head.

After the bath, Liam dried them off, helped them brush their teeth and changed their diapers and Zayn helped Chris into his onesie and Adam into his pajamas.

Both of them read them a story, kissed their sons goodnight, and switched their lights off.

"Man, I'm exhausted." Liam sighed as he pulled his husband into their room, "Wouldn't mind some cuddles, Zee."

Zayn rolled his eyes as Liam pulled him closer, a cheeky grin plastered on his face as he pecked Zayn's nose. "Fine, okay. I'm tired too." Zayn yawned, stretching his arms above his head.

He went to get his pajama bottoms and vest from they wardrobe, when Liam stopped him, pulling him towards his cupboard.

"You know how I love you wearing my shirts." Liam mumbled as he pulled out his white vest. He un-buttoned Zayn's black shirt and pulled it off, placing open mouthed kisses on his chest before he pulled Zayn's pants down as well, leaving him standing in his boxer briefs.

"My king looks so fucking sexy," Liam moaned as he kissed his husband before pulling back, "I want us to have a shower together in the morning, okay?"

Zayn nodded and placed his lips against Liam's again. It had been 5 years since they had started dating and 3 years since they had been married, yet Zayn would never get tired of kissing Liam.

Liam pulled back and pulled his vest over Zayn's head, which went past Zayn's thighs. The brunette then pulled him towards the bed, pulling the covers back as they climbed in, before pulling them on.

"I love you, Liam." Zayn muttered as he snuggled into Liam's chest. "And I love you too, Zayn." Liam muttered into his husband's hair, pulling his legs in-between his own whilst wrapping his arms around Zayn's waist.

He felt Zayn smile against his bare chest, and saw him tilt his head up to look at him. The raven-haired man craned his neck upwards, pressing his lips against Liam's, to which Liam immediately responded.

"Goodnight, baby." Zayn pecked his nose before cuddling back into his husband's warmth. "'Night, sunshine." Liam sighed, his eyes dropping as he fell asleep, Zayn following afterwards.

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IM GONNA DIE OF ZIAM HUSBAND FEELS EXCUSE ME.

but anyway, Adam is based on Adam Levine from Maroon 5, and Chris is based on Chris Martin from Coldplay. *snickers* I couldn't resist sorry :)

I can't believe I didn't write this before, you have no idea how fucking amazing it feels when I write ziam. It's like- it's actually true- and I forget that it's only just fiction. Gosh dammit, why am I turning so sentimental?

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