"Pregnant?" Harry says, the air in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. "Louis?"

"This is why I didn't want to go to the doctor." Louis looks down, a single tear running from his eye to his chin. "I didn't want to scare-"

"Scare me?" Harry laughs and makes his way to the bed, taking Louis hand in his, kissing every knuckle. "I couldn't be happier."

"For real?"

"For real, Lou." He kisses the hand again which makes the younger giggle cutely. "My baby is giving me another baby."

"Oh, Robin-"

"Will love a baby brother or sister." Harry reasures. "She'll be the cutest and sassiest little big sister in the world."

•••

"Do we tell them?"

Louis and Harry sit in the car in the driveway, not sure what to say when they get inside.

"I don't know how mum will react," Louis sighs, "She always says she loves Robin but isn't sure she's ready for a second."

"Well shit." Harry swallows, "She likes me though, right?"

"I think so."

"She won't hurt me?"

"Not sure." Louis smirks.

"Lets not tell her, just like to keep it a surprise for a bit longer, no?"

"Sure, mr. Tough Cookie."

"Hey!" Harry softly punches Louis' shoulder. "I am a man, I am strong and tough and-"

"A big fat teddy bear who's jokes are terrible but people laugh anyway not to hurt your feelings."

"You don't like my jokes?"

"Of course, I do, honey." Louis sarcasticly replies, patting his boyfriends hand.

"Now, lets go inside and tell them the ice cream was great." Harry gets out of the car and walks to Louis' door to open it

"You can lick me 'til ice cream later."

"And you say my jokes are bad."

•••

"Hazzy?"

"Yes, love?" Harry shouts back, "In the kitchen!"

Louis comes walking into the kitchen, his hand protectively on his stomach, which he's been doing doing subconciously ever since the got the news a week ago. It warms Harry's heart every time he catches his boyfriend rubbing his belly or looking in the mirror to see if he shows already, which it is too early for of course.

"What's for dinner?" Louis asks, making his way to Harry's chair to kiss his cheek. That's also something Harry's noticed, Louis is way more affectionate when pregnant, constantly wanting to cuddle or just sit together. That too warms Harry's heart.

"Making chicken with mash, I'll start on it after Ro and I are done colouring." He kisses the youngers cheek, having him sit on his lap. "That okay?"

"Hm," He hums, "We're just a little hungry."

Harry smiles lovingly, "We made cupcakes for dessert, but I guess papa can already take one, right Robin?"

"You can, papa, but not too much, you become fatty." Robin nods to herself, still focussed on her drawing, so she didn't notice how her words affected her father.

"She thinks I'm becoming fat?" Louis looks at Harry, tears in his eyes. "She, sh-"

"Hush, she didn't mean it like that, love, even if she did she doesn't know you're pr-"

"No!" Louis stands up, making his way out of the room.

"That wasn't nice, Robin." Harry turns to the girl, having her stop drawing for a bit. "You really hurt papa there."

"Why?"

"He didn't like what you said, love." Harry places the child in his lap. "Calling people fat isn't nice, they'll get sad and cry."

"Papa cry?"

"A little." Harry answers as the girl's eyes go wide.

"I didn't want hurt papa." Robin quickly says, "I say sorry!"

"Not now, Ro." Harry kisses her cheek, hugging her to make her feel a little better. "Lets just draw something nice for papa."

"Okay, daddy."

•••

"Come in."

Harry hears Louis say after he knocked on the door to their bedroom. As he opens it, he sees his boyfriend sitting on their bed, leaning against the headboard with his hands on his belly, softy rubbing it.

"We brought dinner, we thought you might want to eat here." He walks in, putting the tray of food on the bedrest on Louis' side of the room. "You're feeling better."

"Yeah," Louis smiles, "I realise she's just a kid, she didn't understand and I- I don't really care about becoming fa- fat, I guess, I mean if it's for the- you know."

Harry chuckles, "I know and I'm glad."

"Where's my baby?" Louis loudly asks, "Does she not want to come hug her papa?"

"I do, papa!" Robin comes running in, crawling onto the bed, a rolled up piece of paper clutched in her little chubby hand. "I stand outside 'cause I didn't know you still mad or not."

"I'm never mad at you, darling." Louis is quick to kiss her cheek, "papa was just a little hurt, but it's okay now."

"What have you got there, Ro?" Harry asks, smiling at the little girl who forgot the paper as she hugged her father tightly. "The drawing." He whispers to remind her.

"Oh!" She's quick to grab it again, bringing it up to Louis' face. "I made a drawing for you! To say sorry!"

"Awh, bear, that's so sweet of you!" Louis takes it and unrolls it. "What is it love?"

"Our family." Robin points at the tall figure which Louis' thought was a tree, "That's daddy, he's got curls!"

"Wow, that looks just like me!"

"That's you, papa, you got blue eyes and a football! See!" She points at the big circle near the foot of the figure that has to big blue circles in his face. "And that me, I got a yellow dress, like this one!"

"Lovely, Robin." Louis giggles, "It looks just like us, it's really beautiful."

The sit and admire the drawing a little longer, until Harry notices something else. "Love, what is that?" He points to a little figure, not sure what is is, which looks to be on Louis' hand.

"Brother."

"What?" The parent looks down at his child, "what did you say?"

"My brother," Robin says again, sitting up, "Jamie says he gets a brother soon, I want a brother too. Can I have one?"

Louis and Harry look at each other in confusion, until they burst out in laughter.

"Sure, darling."

••••••

Hello everybody!

For everyone who didn't see it yet, I'm doing a character ask for this book, just go to the last 'chapter' and ask the questions you have for any of the people in this book!

- should I skip some time or? Like have them tell the parents? Skip to a gender reveal?
- How is life?
- Anything nice you want to share?

I am bored and busy at the same time, so please do talk to me lol (same for the emotions lately, always mad, sad and happy all together which is like a dangerous cocktail)

I don't really know if there is anything I specifically want to share... I am currently in a hot bathtub with a Lush facemask I've been loving lately and after this I probably should wash my hair as it is wet rn.

I am also trying to find time this week to get my hair done and I'm afraid I'm going to hate it but I want them to cut my hair short (I was so happy when I could put my hair in a bun again, but now I hate the length when I don't put it up so...)

Do any of you know anything good to watch on Netflix?

This A/N was all over the place

X Emma