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Liam stirred uncomfortably on his bed, a dull pain in his leg waking him up slowly. His throat seemed like a Sahara while his blood was jackhammering his tender temples. He opened slowly his eyes adjusting to the brightness of the room which he didn’t recognize at all. The ceiling was white and the constant beeping at his left reminded him of hospitals.
“He is awake, I will call you back later”
A low husky voice caught his attention, the accent was heavy and unknown. His eyes laid on the man by his right side, he was smiling at him tongue pressed behind his perfect aligned white teeth. The mysterious visitor was holding crackers and a cup of water, Liam eyed hungrily the lifesaving liquid.
“Want some water, Li?”
Liam nodded not able to talk yet, his throat was too dry to even try. It was like having cotton in his mouth. The gorgeous man held his head helping him drink slowly, Liam wondered how the God-like model knew his Nickname and why was he using it when he didn’t even know him in the first place.
“Who are you?”
Liam winced at the feverish sound of his voice, usually it was all rough and deep but now it wavered as his stumbled with his word dragging them longer than necessary. The man’s beautiful brow eyes widened at his question as if he shouldn’t even ask in the first place.
“I am Zayn, don’t you remember?”
The lad opened the pack of crackers tensely and handed one to Liam, who took it in his hand eyeing it suspiciously. The only thing he wanted was water and not dry painful crackers, the idea of swallowing was agonizing enough to discourage him.
“You have to eat, yeah? The doctor said so”
Liam shook stubbornly his head still holding weakly the cracker. From the hallway he could hear a very familiar voice before his owner barged into the room smiling widely. No matter how much time would pass, it was still weird for Liam to see Niall in his doctor white blouse going around saving lives. The lad would always be in his eyes a ball of Irish energy and colorful swearing.
“Hey there, Payne family. How are you doing, Li?”
Zayn cough nervously preventing the blond from talking any further. Niall warned him earlier about temporary memory loss due to the drugs injected before the operation, so they should be careful around Liam until he recovered totally and with said drugs out of his system.
“Ni, there is a hot model giving me crackers”
Liam grinned smugly proud of himself for some unknown reason. He eyed Zayn up and down before nodding satisfied about his once-over. The brunet blushed glaring at Niall who was having a hard time holding his laughter.
“It’s Zayn, mate. Your husband”
Niall chuckled amused by Liam’s reaction. His eyes went as wide as saucers and his jaw fell staring again at Zayn like some mortal to a God. He extended his arm taking Zayn’s smaller hand in his, his wedding ring’s diamonds caught the light shining softly.
“Mine?”
Zayn huffed at his husband druggy possessiveness. Leave it to Liam to be amazed by a simple thing as being married to Zayn. The brunet squeezed lightly his hand nodding and blushing hard.
“Now, eat your cracker, love”
“Love? We call each other love and stuff?”
Liam sounded genuinely surprised and pleased, his eyes shined as a five years old in front of his Christmas gifts. Niall was laughing silently wiping with his sleeve tears on his red cheeks. It was a priceless scene to watch, the big bad footballer Liam James Payne on the verge of crying because he was married to Zayn.
“Yes, Liam. Now please eat, yeah?”
Liam nodded munching weakly on the said cracker before putting down again. He observed Zayn intensely eyes roaming over his handsome features, his frail body and expensive clothes.
“You’re my husband”
Zayn smiled fondly and nodded once again. His husband was endearing to say the least, he acted like Zayn was the most beautiful piece of art that set foot on earth. Liam smiled mischievously crinkles forming around the pale skin of his eyes.
“We had sex then, yeah?”
Niall laughed at loud catching Liam’s attention, the blond was holding up his phone filming the scene. Louis would kill to see it later, he could easily imagine the disappointment on the other footballer face for not being there with them to witness it live.
“Stop filming, you wanker!”
Zayn hissed glaring at Niall who only shrugged thinking about the endless possibilities he could use the video for. He could make Louis do whatever he wanted for a week, could even make Harry finally shave his long annoying curls.
Liam chuckled munching unconsciously on his cracker, his best friend was acting funny and his husband looked like an angry cat hissing and glaring at the blond.
“Can you turn over?”
Zayn arched a perfect plucked eyebrow at his husband’s sudden demand. Liam made a circle with his hand mentioning to Zayn what he wanted him to do.
“No, eat your damn cracker, Liam!”
Liam pouted making wide puppy eyes at Zayn who stubbornly shook his head handing him another cracker. The door opened revealing a breathless Harry, he rushed in looking worriedly at Liam. Niall groaned, his previous plans about new haircuts were all lost now.
“How are you doing, Li?”
The taller lad smiled at his friend before watching the other two lads in the room suspiciously, they were too quiet and looked back at him oddly. Zayn was obviously frustrated and Niall was filming Liam.
“I’ve a Zayn and we’d sex, Haz. Actual naked sex”
Harry’s eyebrows went high on his forehead looking doubtfully at his friend who was obviously high as fuck. He questioned silently Zayn who only shook his head sighing while Niall choked back a laugh.
“That’s great, buddy”
Harry smiled nodding to Liam, he didn’t have a clue of what was happening there. Liam genuinely smiled back eyes shining with pride and love. He never saw the lad high before, being an athlete forced him to have a healthy life style. No alcohol excess and certainly no drugs.
“You’re gorgeous”
Liam faced once again his husband speaking to him totally forgetting his other friends’ presences. His words were slow and almost intelligible, the Wolverhampton accent thick on his tongue.
“Please, babe. Just eat your crackers”
Zayn smiled weakly praying for his husband to eat and stop making him blush non-stop. He totally would regret every word he said when sober. His phone buzzed in his jacket pocket, an incoming text from their son’s nanny. Liam sulked as Zayn focused on his phone, he didn’t like not having the man’s attention.
“I got to go now, David needs me”
Liam gasped at his husband eyes watering suddenly. Zayn held again his hand alarmed by the outburst, his husband never cried. Well, the sober husband, not the high as kites husband.
“What’s happening, love?”
“Who’s David?”
Liam starred stunned at Zayn, he didn’t like that David at all. He maybe was his husband lover for all he knew. Tears rushed down his cheeks picturing feverish scenarios where Zayn left him for the said David.
“It’s your son”
Harry was next to Niall now puffing in his hand, while the blond bit his bottom lip to not laugh out loud. Zayn glared at them trying his best to calm down his worried husband. However he had to leave and soon, their son was giving his nanny a hard time because of his flue. Just like Liam, David was pouty and uncontrollable when sick.
“We’ve a son!!”
Liam now was downright crying looking at Zayn as if he was the first wonder of the universe. He always wanted a family, and having it with a beautiful breathtaking Zayn was unbelievable.
“Yeah, babe. We’ve a son together and now I have to go because he needs me, yeah? I will comeback as soon as I can”
Zayn extracted himself from Liam’s vice-grip, his strength was incredible even in a high state. Zayn kissed softly his husband before leaving quickly. Niall and Harry would keep company to Liam until his return.
“He is an international model, Li”
Harry added softly after the door clicked shut behind Zayn. Niall next to him was still recording grinning like a mad man, the situation was too rare to not exploit. Liam gulped looking at Harry slowly processing the news, he married a model. A beautiful gorgeous and kind Zayn, they even had a son together.
“He is high as fuck, mate”
Niall chuckled diverted by his friend stunned state. Harry grinned going to sit on the bed next to his drugged mate, time to play…
_Fin_