Daddy's Boy.

One year later.

"Louis, will you pay attention?" Harry's deep voice rumbled as he glared at the smaller man from his place on the floor while the he was rocking playfully in his rocking chair. One hand on his swollen belly while the other was holding onto the booklet that had the instructions.

At the very moment, Harry was building the crib for their incoming child. Louis was only five months pregnant but the curly haired man insisted that they had enough funds to start preparing for their angel early.

"Sorry, Sweetums." The man hummed, opening the book to the correct page since he was supposed to be helping the man who had put a baby in his belly and an engagement ring around his finger.

It was actually uncommon for a dominant to propose to his submissive with jewelry, yet Harry still decided that he would treat Louis much better than the rules had allowed subs to be treated. So that night, the two of them decided to no longer participate in the dom/sub lifestyle.

They were simply a normal engaged couple who were expecting their first baby. Fortunately they knew the gender but they were still unsure of a name.

"I don't get why you wanted to build this shitty thing if we could have just bought a pre-made one." Louis sighed, fanning himself with the booklet as he had one of his many daily hot flashes. He absolutely hated his flashes with a passion because he would always be drenched sweat one second and then cold the next.

Being pregnant was a lot of work.

"Language." Harry hissed, scoffing as he turned his back towards his fiancé for a moment as he looked at the obvious pieces like the railing and the base. "I want to do something special for my little girl. Gotta show her how strong her daddy is." He smirked, standing his feet as he dusted off his hands.

"I know my daddy is strong." The blue eyed man purred, causing the taller to turn around and face him with raised eyebrows. He hadn't heard Louis refer to him in that name since he had gotten engaged, which was about six months ago.

Just hearing the word leaving the smaller man's plump lips made his pants tighten.

"Oh, yeah?" The dominant purred, dropping down to his knees as he crawled in-between the space of Louis' legs, his hands resting on the man's thighs as his lips instantly went his round stomach.

"Oh, yes. Especially when he would pick me up and slam me against the wall as he fucked me. Ugh," The chestnut haired man groaned as he looked down to see a pair of forrest green eyes gazing up at him hungrily. God, he missed that sight.

"Can you believe this, baby?" The taller man spoke to his unborn child as his large hands caressed the man's belly. He would have conversations with the baby constantly throughout the day, making little comments here and there to get a reaction. He knew that the small unborn girl was already fond of him from how she repeatedly kicks when she hears his voice.

Becoming a father had truly humbled Harry. It was almost strange who much he had changed and the thing hadn't even come out yet.

He was extremely over protective to his boyfriend whenever they were out in public, cautious when it came to germs, and most importantly a drill sergeant when it came to taking prenatal vitamins.

"Your dada just can't seem to control himself. What a nympho." Harry giggled, rubbing his face against Louis' belly along with his hands as he felt his daughter push against him. He smiled as he felt small nudges against his palms, a warm feeling in his heart tingling because this was his way of checking up on his very first child.

"Hearing you say 'dada' has to be the weirdest thing ever."

"Well, we agreed that she would call you that and I will be 'daddy'." The green eyed man retorted, humming against the fabric of his shirt as he continued to play with the baby.