but your arms, they deliver me - Liam/Niall - Drabble
Title: but your arms, they deliver me
Character/Pairing: liam/niall
Rating: G
Word Count: 190
Summary: niall can't wait anymore.
niall’s tired of being restless and he’s biting his fingernails down to the nub.
they’ve put so much effort into this and it hurts to know it’ll be gone with one signature. it would kill him to put everything away, especially the crib liam loved so much because he worked on it for two straight hours (he’s not the best at assembling but he wanted to do something for the baby).
he sits down and buries his face in his hands. what if it doesn’t go through? how long would they have to wait before they get another chance? the thoughts weigh down heavily on his heart and he can feel himself shaking. what the hell is taking liam so long?
the door finally opens and niall sees liam with a wine bottle in one hand, papers in the other.
niall’s chest is pounding and can’t breathe.
“so?”
liam’s face breaks into a smile and he scoops niall in his arms, face buried in his neck.
he listens to liam crying, and when he hugs him back, he can feel himself breathe again.
“the papers went through. the baby’s ours.”
Character/Pairing: liam/niall
Rating: G
Word Count: 190
Summary: niall can't wait anymore.
niall’s tired of being restless and he’s biting his fingernails down to the nub.
they’ve put so much effort into this and it hurts to know it’ll be gone with one signature. it would kill him to put everything away, especially the crib liam loved so much because he worked on it for two straight hours (he’s not the best at assembling but he wanted to do something for the baby).
he sits down and buries his face in his hands. what if it doesn’t go through? how long would they have to wait before they get another chance? the thoughts weigh down heavily on his heart and he can feel himself shaking. what the hell is taking liam so long?
the door finally opens and niall sees liam with a wine bottle in one hand, papers in the other.
niall’s chest is pounding and can’t breathe.
“so?”
liam’s face breaks into a smile and he scoops niall in his arms, face buried in his neck.
he listens to liam crying, and when he hugs him back, he can feel himself breathe again.
“the papers went through. the baby’s ours.”