“No,” Zayn whispered to himself, his heart pounding as he eyed the two boys in bed together, “No fucking way,” Zayn was having an internal war. What the hell was he supposed to do? He told Richard to leave his son alone. He told Richard to stay the hell away, but here he was, holding Charlie in his arms, their bodies pressed tightly together. He couldn’t decide whether he wanted to go and rip Richard away from his son, or whether he just wanted to beat the shit out of him right then and there. He settled for the less violent route, simply hitting his fist against the wall, making enough noise to stir the couple in bed. Zayn’s body shook with anger.
“Shit,” Richard cursed. How could he have forgotten to go home?
“You have two seconds to explain this before I beat the shit out of you,” Zayn said, his voice scary and low. Richard didn’t move, he only grabbed onto Charlie tighter as they blonde boy woke up and oriented himself.
“Richard?” Charlie whimpered.
“It’s okay, baby,” Richard said, thinking about getting up. But every time he moved a searing sensation ripped through him, as if Charlie was still inside of him. Charlie had fucked him good.
“No, it’s ‘not okay, baby.’” Zayn mocked, striding forward and grabbing Richard, pulling him from the bed and throwing him on the ground. Richard moaned, feeling arousal when his ass hit the floor so hard. “You better tell me that my son is still a virgin,”
Richard looked up from the ground to the bed, where Charlie’s blonde head peeked over the duvet.
“I’m sorry, sir,” Richard said with practically no emotion, “I can’t do that,”
Suddenly, Zayn pounced on Richard, hitting him square in the jaw and bottom lip, making blood splatter down Richard’s chin.
“No! Dadda! No!” Charlie cried, jumping from the bed and pulled Richard into his arms, stepping in the way of Zayn so he could no longer punch Richard. “Don’t hurt my boyfriend,”
Richard’s heart exploded with warmth, and he just wanted to cry and kiss Charlie until it hurt, because Charlie has just claimed him, called him his boyfriend.
“Charlie, don’t you see I am trying to protect you!” Zayn yelled, completely strained and upset.
“No. You are a meanie butt, Dadda. I love my Richard. He and I are going to be like you and Daddy, okay?” Charlie said, reaching over to Richard and wiping the blood that dripped from his mouth and down his chin. “You say sorry to my boyfriend,” Charlie insisted.
Zayn’s mouth fell open, and he suddenly felt like a stranger to the blonde boy. Who was this kid? And where did this attitude and strength come from? “Charlie,” Zayn mumbled.
“Please, Dadda, why can’t you just say sorry?” Charlie asked innocently, holding onto Richard tighter.
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Patient Love│Ziall Horlik AU *Trilogy*
Fanfiction*Book two* Once upon a time, two boys had a Happily ever after. But what happens after the ending? Where does there life go from there? And what challenges does their Autistic son face, with school, or even socializing with other children? They'll...
