Fletcher- 6 years 10 months
Oliver- 3 years 9 months
Adrian- 3 months

Why am I getting emotional over fictional children getting older? I've been writing this series for 2 fucking years

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[June 2021]

"Pooka, can you please stand beside Daddy and not wonder off? Thank you- Fletcher! Please for the love of- don't touch that."Liam has no idea how Louis can do this, going out with three little boys is honestly a handful and Liam thanks the gods above that Adrian is too small to even keep his eyes open for more than an hour nevermind cause any ruckus. He is by far Liams favourite child at the moment.

Liam, because he's the worlds perfect husband, had taken over the duty of buying the boys new summer clothes to give Louis some time for himself. He could see how much Louis was under pressure, he was exhausted both mentally and physically so Liam had taken all three boys out of the house and go clothes shopping, leaving his husband to catch a couple of hours sleep.

"But daddy!"Fletcher begins to whine, grabbing at the lace material that had fallen onto the floor by a hurried shopper. Liams cheeks blush red whenever the eldest lifts up the red laced bra."It's pretty, we should get it for Papa, papa likes pretty things."

"Fletcher, we aren't going to get that for papa, now put it back where you found it please."He stresses, a hand still clasped protectively around Olivers small hand and the other on the pram in front of him. Oliver looks between Daddy and Fletcher, wondering what will happen next.

"But what are we gonna get Papa?"

"We'll get him something, just not that."He watches as his eldest son drops the bra back onto the floor and follows after his Daddy and little brothers. Shopping without his Papa is always a weird experience, use to having the man about to pick out his clothes because his Papa knows what he likes, and despite the fact his relationship isn't completely solid with his Daddy, it was a good different.

"Daddy, can I push the pram?"Oliver asks, peering up at his daddy from his place beside him. Liam had dressed the middle child into a soft paid of pink shorts and a white t-shirt that unfortunately enough, was covered in glitter that got fûcking everywhere. He was wearing his favourite pink and purple sparkly shoes that lit up every step he took.

"In a minute, baby."Liam promises. He was trying his best to get Adrian back off to the sleep, the brown eyed babe staring up at his Daddy in sleepy confusion with a dummy rested in between his lips. Liam can't help but to smile at the baby, dressed in baby jeans sign a listen blue long sleeved onesie underneath with animated dinosaurs on it.

"Are we going on holiday?"Fletcher asks whenever Liam starts to hold up different outfits, putting them over the pram whenever they get nods or ones they Liam just knows Louis will like on the little boys.

"Yes, we are."Liam can't help but to smile, sorting through them racks of swim suits for Oliver, the boy too lost playing with his stuffed toy than to pay attention to the shopping trip. He was making the black and white panda talk as they explored the entire store, showing him the difference outfits that his daddy was buying him.

Liam and Louis had a two different holidays planned, one that was a family holiday to Greece for 2 weeks and the other for New York for Liam and louis for a romantic getaway. It was a birthday gift that the pair were giving themselves, and as much as neither wanted to leave their babies too long everyone knew they deserved this break more than anyone.

"Okay, what about this swimsuit, pooka?"Liam finds himself asking for the fifth time, holding up a pair of baby blue swimming trunks with little sharks and dolphins designed all over the material. They were normal swimming trunks and Liam thought they were adorable and that Oliver would suit them very much.

The boy scrunches up his nose and shakes his head at the material, already turning to look at different swimsuits with Liams order to pick two so that they can go to the baby section for Adrian. The baby was growing out of his clothes rightly, and most were being thrown in the bin that were sick covered and ruined.

Olivers eyes catch a pink material in a different section of swimsuits, under one arm Roger is tucked as he reaches his other hand out to grab the swimsuit off of the hook, giggling at the image of Elsa and Anna on the front of it. He gasps, liking the swimsuit and runs to go and show his Daddy.

"Daddy! Can I have this?"He asks frantically, shoving the swimsuit at his daddy who was trying to calm Adrian in his arms. The image of someone as big and strong as Liam holding such a fragile little baby in his arms was enough to make passerbyers coo and swoon at how natural Liam seems."Look!"

"Let me see,"He shushes Adrian, rocking the baby in his arms as he looks down at the swimsuit that Oliver is holding eagerly in his hands, a wide smile on his face. Liams eyes land on the pink swimsuit with the two animated frozen characters printed on the front of the female swimsuit. He's unsure as to what to say.

"Pooka, we can't get this one..."He says gently, already hearing the nagging voice in the back of his head - that sounded an awful lot like Louis' voice - about how Liam needs to be more open about their children's lives.

"W-Why not, Daddy?"Oliver whimpers, his bottom lip wobbling and brown eyes filling with tears. He clutches the material to his chest, staring up at his daddy with those massive brown eyes that he has inherited just to torture and guilt trip Liam Payne.

"Because..."Liam starts, moving to rest Adrian back into the pram gently with a soft kiss to his forehead. Liam moves to bend down in front of Oliver, prying the material out of the boys arms which makes him let out a sad sound. He checks the label."This isn't in your size, pooka."

"What?"He asks, unsure of what his daddy is saying.

"If you're going to wear this pretty swimsuit, you need to wear one that won't fall down! Silly goose!"Liam bops Olivers nose, making the boy wiggle his nose and giggle loudly at his Daddy's silly antics."Let me find Fletcher and then we'll pick out two more swimsuits for you, some for Adrian and then we'll go and get some ice cream."

"Ice cream!"

"I heard ice cream! Are we getting ice cream?"Fletchers voice calls, the 6 year old rushing around the corner of the aisle at the mention of the frozen treat. His arms are full with more clothes that he has deemed his.

"Yes, we're getting ice cream."Liam shakes his head with a chuckle."Ice cream for my boys."

I know it's short sorry

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