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He loved when his Daddy would give him tickles. “No, no, stop, Daddy, stop” he screamed between delighted laughs. The little boy started squirming and giggling even louder when Harry pressed his fingers into his sides. Harry started peppering kisses all over his boy’s face, making the small boy giggle loudly. You’re the bestest Daddy too, even when you’re sick and can’t play with me.” The boy replied, removing his face from Harry’s neck. The Dom praised his Little again telling him that he was Harry’s best little boy. Louis’ entire face turned red and he attempted to hide his face in Harry’s neck. It was true Harry felt loads better now than he was feeling on the past two days. I feel so much better now.” Kissing him on the cheek. “You were so sweet singing the cuppycake song to me because I had a cold. “Daddy, you’re awake!” Louis exclaimed, his sapphire blue eyes open wide and staring at Harry. Harry couldn’t pretend to be asleep any longer so he rolled onto his side and opened his eyes.
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It meant so much to him, he was overcome with happiness. His baby was singing to him the very same song Harry sang to the boy when he was sick. Harry’s heart was absolutely bursting with love and adoration for his baby boy. “ You're my honeybunch, sugar plum Pumpy-umpy-umpkin You're my sweetie pie You're my cuppycake, gumdrop Snoogums, boogums, you're The apple of my eye…” Today Harry experienced none of these, instead a soft voice started singing in his ear. What he didn’t know was that Harry would always be awake at theses times, bursting with immense fond for his lovely Lou. Louis had an adorable habit of snuggling up to his Daddy in the mornings when he got up earlier, sometimes he would just cuddle into Harry and go back to sleep, or talk to him in his sweet voice telling his Daddy about whatever he was thinking, sometimes he liked to lie on top of him and try to wake him up by poking his fingers into Harry’s nose. Harry kept his eyes closed and waited for his baby Lou to do whatever he wanted. “Okie dokie, Uncle Li.” Louis’ voice replied.Ī moment later he heard the pitter-patter of little feet crossing his room to reach the bed. I’ll be downstairs in the kitchen, alright.” Harry was always a light sleeper, which was why he’d woken up when he heard the door of his bedroom opening and a deep voice quietly saying, “Ok, Lou.