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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Zayn_Malik/Harry_Styles
  Character:
      Harry_Styles, Original_Characters, Zayn_Malik
  Additional Tags:
      Top_Zayn, Bottom_Harry, Baby_Harry, Innocent_Harry, Sugar_Baby_Harry,
      Sugar_Daddy_Zayn, possesive_zayn, Feminine_Harry, Feminization, Little
      Harry, daddy_dom, Beautiful_Harry, Pretty_Harry, kind_harry, slight
      angst, Boys_Kissing, age_gap, harry_is_16, zayn_is_21, Fluff, Fluff_and
      Angst, Ageplay, Harry_is_not_an_actual_baby_he's_just_Zayn's_baby, no
      smut...yet
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-15 Words: 1496
****** True Beauty ******
by IntergalacticCity
Summary
     one shot where Harry is Zayn's beautiful baby boy.
     Or... A trip to the mall goes wrong.
Notes
     Ahh So Harry is not an actual baby. Harry and Zayn are boyfriends.
     Harry is 16 and Zayn is 21. It's tagged as underage because the age
     of consent varies from place to place. I apologize for any
     misleading.
See the end of the work for more notes
The morning sun's golden rays rudely interrupted Zayn's peaceful slumber. His
senses slowly awaken, the first being touch.
The touch of soft, full thighs. His large hands couldn't help but tighten
gently against, craving more of the lovely feeling.
The second of his senses to be awakened was hearing. He could here tiny breaths
flood into his ear. As cheesy as it sounded, it was music to his ears. Even
Mozart couldn't write a sweeter symphony.
Suddenly a third sense arrived, powerfully. His sense of smell brought him to a
familiar place, a sweet and delicate aroma in his arms. He knew who this was,
the lilac shampoo, baby lotion.
As his eyes opened, he saw his little Harry bundled up in his arms. Lips
parted, thighs leaning into the man's tight hold. Zayn was memorized.
 
Harry's lips were full and a delicate petal pink. His skin, one Zayn was always
tempted to indulge in, was the purest ivory. The boy's eyes, which were hidden
away from Zayn now by the boy's thick set of eyelashes, were always wide with
curiosity. Zayn wanted to see the boy's eyes now.
He planned to do that, gently coaxing Harry awake with gently kisses pressed to
his forehead, "wake up, darling." Zayn whispered, his too voice thick and harsh
from sleep to do otherwise. He heard tiny whines from the boy's sweet sweet
lips before long lashes fluttered open, the boy looking up at Zayn tiredly,
rubbing his eyes with the back of his fist.
"Z-Zayn?" Harry couldn't help but stutter out, his vision still a little blurry
from sleep.
"Yes my angel, you have to wake up or else we won't be able to go to the mall."
He whispered, knowing the boy was beyond excited to visit the mall.
As he predicted, the little one was already running out of the bed in his fuzzy
pajama short and white tank top. Harry picked up the set of clothes Zayn had
picked out the night for him, running to the bathroom to wash up and change.
Zayn watched, amused, as the small one was up and ready in a blink of the eye.
 
A short thirty minutes later, Zayn and Harry were dressed and on their way to
their local mall. Harry was bouncing excitedly as Zayn drove quickly to their
first stop.
Harry pouted softly, "Zaynie this is not the mall." He mumbled softly, as if
the man didn't know.
"Yes angel I know, we have to get a little food in that belly before we get
there." He cooed, gently patting Harry's soft tummy for emphasis.
Harry's full lips turned into a little "O" shape, the boy nodding quickly
because he was very very hungry.
Zayn's car pulled into a McDonald's, knowing his Harry aboustley adored the
breakfast there. To say Harry was over joyed was an obvious understatement.
They ordered a sausage Mcgriddle for little Harry, complete with a cup of
orange juice and two hashbrowns. Zayn being the stereotypical white girl,
pulled into a Starbucks drive thru minutes after paying for Harry's breakfast.
He ordered himself a spinach, feta breakfast wrap, with a chai tea latte
complete with one pump of hazelnut.
After their belly's were both full, Zayn finally took them to the mall. Harry
was quickly squealing and jumping in excitment, being restricted by Zayn's firm
grip to his little hand. "Where do you want to go first, baby boy?"
"Mm wanna go to Build-A-Bear! I needs a teddy for when you're not home!" The
smaller one giggled out, looking up pleadingly at the man with big doe-like
eyes.
"Of course, anything for you baby girl" he whispered softly, pecking his
forehead gently. Zayn linked their contrasting hands together, walking the boy
up the grand staircase leading to the mall's second floor.
As they entered the store, Harry dragged Zayn to the first station in his
process of building his furry friend. A rainbow bunny quickly caught his eyes,
the tiny one quickly grabbing it's lifeless form into his loving arms,
"wan' dis one!" Harry all but cried out, holding the limp figure close to his
chest. 
"Mm, that's a lovely choice my angel." He whispered, gently bringing the boy to
the next stations. 
Zayn found himself cooing and gently telling the boy to relax as he started to
tear up during the process of giving his stuffie it's heart. "Shh baby, what's
wrong?" He cooed gently, brushing his soft curls from his face lovingly. 
"M just so happy daddy" he almost sobbed, his bright green eyes glossed from
the threatening tears. 
"Shh, shhh." He whispered gently, holding Hardy close and gently running his
large hands down his back. 
Soon after they finished making the stuffie, now named Floppy, they made their
way to Forever 21, hand in hand.
Harry gently tugged Zayn's sleeve, "Can I get some candy first papa?" He asked
shyly, pouting his pink lower lip. 
"Of course angel, let's get some cash first." Zayn replied, tugging little
Harry through the large mall's crowd, his heart dropping to his stomach as he
didn't feel the boy's tiny hand anymore. He spun around quickly, the pushes and
curses made his way not even bothering him. He quickly made his way the ATM
machine, hoping the boy somehow knew where it was. 
There was no sign of his baby boy and he felt his desperation rise high.
"Harry!! Harry!!" He called out loudly, looking for the little bundle of curls
anywhere. His hopes were all but gone before he passed the candy shop. Here his
little Harry was sitting at a table, safe from harm. But Zayn's fist clenched
at an unknown man across the table, brushing away Harry's soft chocolate curls.
Zayn couldn't move, couldn't think as that man put his filthy hands on his
Harry's delicate skin, caressing his soft cheeks. 
Zayn blankly made his way to the table, Harry's previously worried eyes
brightened quickly. "Zaynie!" He squealed out, getting up from his chair and
hugging Zayn with smaller arms. 
The man stood up abruptly, clearing his throat. Harry looked up with innocent
eyes, smiling softly at the stranger. "Mikey, this is Zaynie" he exclaimed,
turning to Zayn, who's grip tightened on his little waist. "Floppy fell when's
we were going through the big crowd, so I had to go get 'em. But I looks for
you and you weren't there! But Mikey found me! And he said we could have
candy!" He exclaimed, showing him the chocolate bar and lollipop he hadn't
gotten a chance to eat.
Zayn hummed softlin reply, he wasn't buying any of it.
"mm, alright darling, you stay right on this chair while I talk to your new
friend."  Harry immediately plopped into the chair. Meanwhile Zayn and Mikey
walked out of ear shot. Zayn said nothing, staring Mikey down harshly. 
Mikey cleared his throat, looking away many times. "Look I was just helping him
out, mate, there's not need to get all riled up." 
Zayn had to laugh at the man's cowardly words of surrender. "There is a need to
get 'riled up.' I'm calling you out on all this bullshit, mate.If I see you
ever again, i'll cut your dick and feed it to you." He sneered, shoving the man
back, taking deep breaths as he turned away. 
"Why don't you feed it to your boy, eh?" 
Zayn turned around, eyes wide and fists clenched. "Excuse me?" 
"I mean if your gonna cut my dick off, might as well put it in your boy's
mouth. It was gonna end up that way anyway." Mikey replied nonchalantly, a
smirk creeping it's way on his face. 
Zayn looked back at Harry, who was looking right back at him with pretty green
eyes. He shook his head, he knew he shouldn't make a scene in front of Harry.
He didn't want to scare his baby. Zayn sighed softly, making his way to the
table. 
"Daddy? What happened?" He asked softly, taking a piece of chocolate into his
mouth. 
"Nothing baby girl" he cooed, brushing delicate curls from his little face. He
gently leaned in and placed soft kisses on the boy's full lips. He could feel
Mikey's eyes on them, smirking to himself. 
If he wanted a show, he was going to get one. 
Zayn quickly scooped Harry onto his lap, gripping his thighs tightly and
licking into Harry's mouth. Harry giggled because even he could tell what Zayn
was doing.
Harry's own inexperinced mouth followed the other's lead. The older man,
exposed the boy's neck to him, kissing down the delicate pale skin, nibbling
softly and sucking on the sweet skin. They didn't often do stuff like this,
Harry being young and a virgin. Zayn wanted to wait until Harry was 100% ready
for something sexual. He wanted it when the time was right. Zayn didn't want to
rush things, because he loved him. He just wasn't sure how to say that yet. 
End Notes
     Thank you so much for reading! Don't forget to leave Kudos and
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