Louis - A Zianourry Ageplay Story

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Louis POV

"Lou, Louis, wake up baby."

I stirred awake to Zayns voice, his hand rubbing my stomach gently.

"Good morning gorgeous, you sleep okay?" He asked me, still rubbing circles on my stomach as I stretched.

I nodded slightly, yawning.

In truth I hadn't sleep so well in ages, so warm and so comfortable.

"Time for breakfast yeah, wanna stay in your jammies?" He asked as I rubbed my eyes, still trying to wake up.

"Okay" I yawned, making him coo at me.

He reached out to pick me up, and I dropped my head on his shoulder, half asleep already, making him laugh.

"Just like me Lou, not a morning person are you?" He teased, laughing.

I pressed further into him, as he walked downstairs, he was really warm and I was a little chilly now I'd woken up a bit.

"Morning baby, can I have a cuddle?" I heard Niall say to me. I opened my eyes slightly, not realising I'd closed them, and reached my arms out for him.

"You okay baby?" Niall asked me, bouncing me slightly on his hip.

I shrugged slightly, "just tired", I replied quietly.

He didn't say anything else, just nodded and walked around a bit as I woke up.

Liam and Harry were standing in the kitchen near the oven, and Zayn was sat down drinking what looked like coffee, at the table.

I was placed into the highchair after a bit by Niall, and buckled in for no apparent reason.

I grinned as Harry placed a plate of pancakes in front of me, the top one having a smiley face made out of syrup.

"Wow that looks so cool!" I complimented him, he was a brilliant cook from what I'd seen, whereas I had once set a toaster on fire.

"Thanks lovey" He replied, ruffling my hair as he walked past.

He'd left a spoon and fork on the side of the plate so I figured I was allowed to feed myself this morning. I managed a full pancake but I was so full I couldn't eat the others. To be fair I wasn't used to eating too much, so it was no wonder I was full.

Liam made a big deal out of it, and tried to coax me into eating another but I refused, making him sigh and take the plate away. He left me sat there for a bit, the others still eating their breakfast.

I realised how desperate I was for the toilet, the cup of milk I'd had with breakfast obviously getting to me. None of them were looking at me, so after a couple of minutes I forced myself to relax and go, knowing there wasn't too much pressure on me.

I squirmed around at the feeling, trying to ignore it but failing miserably.

"Um Liam?" I asked quietly, him being the closest to me.

"Yeah love?"

"I kind of um, like, went. You know ..." I gestured awkwardly, blushing bright red.

He furrowed his eyebrows slightly until he realised what I meant.

"Oh ... oh okay, good boy!" He praised, moving over to me straight away.

"Such a good boy darling, let's go get you changed yeah?"

He whispered something in Niall's ear, who nodded, then came over to pick me up, taking me upstairs back into the nursery.

He unzipped my onesie before laying me down on the changing table, getting ready to undo the nappy.

"Wait!" I said without thinking.

"What's wrong love?"

"I um...." I trailed off, "never mind, its fine." I assured him.

Last time when Harry had changed me he'd given me a teddy which I stupidly wanted, almost asking for it before I caught myself.

He looked at me curiously, "just tell me Lou, you won't be in trouble babe".

I shook my head stubbornly, making him chuckle.

"Hmmmm I think I know someone who could help work it out!" He exclaimed, winking at me.

I looked on really confused before I felt him start tickling me.

"Noooo please!" I begged, laughing as I wriggled around. I was ridiculously ticklish, which he'd clearly figured out.

"Liam! " I screeched, making him laugh.

"Liam's not here anymore, it's the tickle monster ..." He smirked, carrying on.

"Okay, okay I'll tell you!" I promised, breathless from him half attacking me.

He raised an eyebrow, waiting.

I paused, looking away slightly and playing with my fingers.

"What's up love? You know I won't be angry if you ask for anything right?" He asked seriously.

"S'embarassing." I murmured. I knew they wanted me to act like this but I couldn't help the way I felt about it.

"I won't judge you baby, you know that." He promised.

I looked up, seeing nothing but honesty and warmth in his eyes, and took a deep breath before asking him for the teddy bear.

He smiled gently at me before assuring me he'd go get it, and he came back quickly with it. I hugged the bear to my chest as he started, finally, taking the wet diaper off.

I cringed as he wiped me, trying not to move so that he'd go faster and get it over with. He seemed to be done and I waited patiently for him to put another one on me.

"Okay, I'm not putting another nappy on you right now babe, just gonna give you a quick bath." He told me, taking me by surprise as he scooped me off the changing table, wrapped me in a towel and walked towards the bathroom apparently, leaving me no room to protest.