Everyone is still a little shy after their confessions, Edward especially which surprises Louis. So when everyone is sat with a cup of tea on the couches in the morning, the rain outside making their home feel extra cosy, Louis comes and sits on Edward's lap. Edward grunts and moves his tea out of the way.

"What's wrong, baby?" Edward asks, hands squeezing Louis' soft hips. Harry and Marcel are sat close to each other, Marcel's legs are draped over Harry's. Harry's fingers are drumming on Marcel's calf as he reads his book. They both watch the interaction between their brother and lover.

Louis smiles, can feel the eyes on him, and kisses Edward's chin.
"I want to know what's wrong with my daddy," Louis says, keeping the eye contact he's gained. Edward's little gasp is just audible. He sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, fingers twitching ever so slightly against Louis' skin where his pants have fallen a little low.

"Everything is perfect," Harry answers for Edward who can't seem to form words. The sentence seems to jumpstart Edward and he nods his head, still frowning slightly.

"Oh come on, love," Louis sighs, worried. "What's up?"
"I don't want you to call me that if you don't like it," Edward says stiffly. Louis clears his throat and his expression goes serious as he grabs Edward's chin.

He holds his face so he looks straight into his eyes as he says firmly:
"I am your mate and my own person. I love you but I can still make my own decisions. I'm not calling you daddy to humour you, I'm calling you daddy because I like it and want to do that. Is that okay with you?"
"Yup," Edward mutters, getting hard against Louis' arse. "Got it."
"Alpha likes being told off?" Louis teases as he leans in to kiss Edward. The kiss doesn't give Edward a chance to respond as his cheeks go pink and he grumbles.

They carry on kissing, Edward's hands sliding to Louis' arse as the small boy in his lap moans. Louis leans back and lets Edward's lips trail down to his nipples and tangles his fingers in his curls.

Harry and Marcel grin at each other, shifting closer so their lips can connect, too. Louis groans as he watches his mates move together. Edward raises his head, palming over the bulge in Louis' pants when Louis fails to direct his attention to him.
"Hm?" Louis hums, scratching his finger nails over Edward's scalp gently. Edward smirks up at him and sucks a mark into his side, teeth scratching at the skin to leave red lines.

"Daddy," Louis gasps, pushing his hips forward. "Please."
"My good boy," Edward praises when Louis uses his manners, pushes his hand past Louis' waistband. Louis pulls on his hair as he tries to sit still.

Edward thumbs over the head of Louis' dick, pulling his thumb into his mouth when he gathers some precome there.

Harry and Marcel are watching intently, arms crossed over as the stroke each other's dicks. They're wonderfully in sync, making the action easy to do. Louis bats Edward away and drops so he's fully sat on his lap compared to his kneeling prior to his move.

"What are you doing, love?" Edward asks when Louis hurries to pull down his pants.
"I like your big hands, use them to your advantage," Louis grins as he pushes his dick up to rub against Edward's. He guides Edward's hand down to their dicks and makes it close around both of them.

When Edward fully understands he grins, pulling Louis down with his free hand so their lips crash together. Louis moans and parts his lips, one hand in Edward's hair and one grabbing at his shoulder. Edward moves his hand slowly but squeezes them tight, Louis whining when Edward won't move his hand faster.

"Be patient, little one," Edward grunts as he noses along Louis' neck. "Be good."
"I'm trying to be good, daddy," Louis pouts, toes curling and back arching as he gets closer to coming.
"Gonna come for daddy?" Edward encourages, sucking Louis' skin into his mouth to create a bruise.
"Daddy!" Louis wails and comes onto Edward's chest. Edward speeds up his hand and groans loudly as he comes into his fist. Louis jumps off of his lap, kisses Edward's head and does the same to the other triplets.

"Where are you going?" Harry grunts.
"To get ready. You two are okay right?" Louis' sweet smile has his alphas agreeing in a heartbeat.

"Will you come shopping with me Marcel?" Louis asks later on in the day, as they're eating lunch.
"Yeah sure, H and Ed not invited?"
"Nope," Louis grins, giggling at the offence on their faces.
"Yeah, course. We'll leave once we've finished eating," Marcel agrees with a large smile, resting his hand over Louis'.

Harry pouts because besides the kisses and cuddles Louis has given his brothers seem to be getting extra attention, but he doesn't mention anything.

When they're finished Louis kisses them goodbye, promising that he'll text them while they're out and pulls Marcel out the door.

Marcel chuckles and locks the door, slowing down to pull Louis to his chest.
"Lou, baby, what's the rush?" He asks, kissing Louis' temple. Louis grins cheekily, kissing Marcel quickly.
"'M excited," Louis says like Marcel didn't already know that. Marcel nods his head and lets go of him so he can get in the car.

"What is my Lou so excited about?" Marcel asks when Louis is pulling him in the direction of the shops. Louis is beaming and giggling, tugging on Marcel's hand.

He gasps when his back hits the wall, Marcel's body pinning him there.
"Tell me what this is all about now," Marcel growls out.
"I-I wanted us to choose some pretty panties together," Louis stutters. "So I can wear the ones you like."
"Good boy," Marcel smirks, leaning down to kiss Louis slowly. "You pick some and I'll pick some, try them on and decide which we like."
"Okay," Louis smiles, kissing Marcel again before they walk hand in hand to the shop.

Louis' cheeks are bright pink as he pulls a couple pairs off the rack. He chooses some silk white, black and navy ones. Marcel is giddy as he grabs handfuls of them: lacy, patterned, thongs, boy shorts, hipsters. He picks them in all the colours they have, wants to see which colour he likes best on him.

They shuffle into the changing rooms, Louis forbidding Marcel from sitting in with him while he changes so the surprise isn't revealed. He texts Harry when he's got the first pair on.

'So I've called Edward daddy, gone to buy panties with Marcel... What will you do with me tonight? I'm all yours ;)'

He turns his phone off and calls out to Marcel that he can come in.
"Wait- what ones have you got on?" Marcel asks.
"The lacy white ones," Louis says before pushing his hand out of the curtain to drag Marcel in.

Marcel marvels at the sight in front of him. He lets his hands slide down to Louis' hips, kneading the flesh there gently.
"God, you're fucking beautiful," he groans and presses his lips to his. Louis grins, preening under the attention as he threads his fingers through Marcel's hair. He tugs on it, lips parting on a gasp when Marcel's large hands run down to hold his arse.

Purple marks are sucked into Louis' skin as Marcel mumbles compliments, pushing his hips against Louis'. The choked moans Louis let's escape are music to his ears, Marcel rolling his hips again and again to rub their bulges together.

He hoists Louis up so his legs wrap around his waist, back pressed to the wall. Pulling apart to catch their breath, the two boys grin, hips still moving together.
"I love you," Marcel says, hips stuttering. Louis tightens his arms around Marcel's neck which presses their foreheads together.
"I love you, too. Now, please get me naked," Louis begs.

Marcel nods, pulling his panties down and unzipping his pants. Louis whines, pointing at the little bench in the dressing room.
"Need to be quiet, love," Marcel says as he sits down. He holds Louis' waist as the petite boy wriggles his way down his dick. Louis nods in agreement and buries his face in Marcel's neck.

"Fuck," Louis moans, biting Marcel's shoulder to keep himself quiet as he moves his hips in circles. Marcel has a firm hand at the base of his neck, holding him close as he starts to move.
"So good, baby. Such a good boy. Going to buy all the panties, never want to see you in anything else."

Louis cries out against Marcel's skin when he feels Marcel's knot begin to grow.
"Love you, alpha," Louis pants, rutting his hips so his dick rubs against Marcel's belly.
"Love you, too, Lou. So good for me."
"Knot me, Marcel, please!" Louis whimpers, nails leaving raised lines on Marcel's back.

They kiss passionately, tongues dancing, breaths mingling until Marcel's knot pops and they're tied together. Louis collapses against Marcel's chest, squeezing him in a hug. Marcel smiles warmly and kisses his head.

"Well done, Lou. So good, sweetheart. I'm so proud of you. When my knots gone down we'll buy the ones we want, grab some more we see maybe? And we'll go home to my big brothers, show them your presents."

Marcel is running his fingers through Louis' hair and peppering his bare neck in kisses. Louis smiles, fingers tracing patterns on Marcel's back.

"I've got a surprise for Harry, too," Louis whispers. Marcel chuckles.
"Such a good omega," he hums. He grabs his phone from his pocket. "I've got five missed calls from Harry and two from Edward."
"Ring Harry," Louis says, snuggling into Marcel's chest because he's a bit cold.
"Okay, baby."

Harry is sat with Edward, curled into his side as they watch Hell's Kitchen when his phone rings.
"Hey Marcel," he greets, putting it on speaker and resting the phone on Edward's bare belly. Edward smiles down at him and kisses his forehead.
"Hi, sorry, me and Lou got a little caught up while we were shopping," Marcel apologises and Louis giggles when he sees his cheeks go pink.
"Are you knotted right now?" Edward asks with a chuckle.
"Maybe?" Marcel laughs, kissing Louis' cheek.
"Lou, what do you mean?" Harry asks, knowing Louis can hear him.

"Well you said you'd like to make some rules and punishments up? I'll forward a couple of links to you, I've googled it. Maybe you can come up with some rules for me to abide by for a couple days to see how it feels. We'll sort it when we're home, yeah, Haz? It's more of a face to face conversation."
"Yeah. Thank you for doing this for us. Love you, darling," Harry agrees.
"Love you, baby," Edward says, closing his eyes and relaxing into the couch.
"Love you, Haz, love you, daddy," Louis replies.

The brothers all tell each other they love one another and then the phone call ends.
"Brilliant," Marcel grins and kisses Louis' little nose, watching the way it scrunches slightly. "Right, you get your top on at least and we'll sort through the panties."

When they're able to detach from each other they get fully dressed and leave the changing rooms, ignoring the suspicious eyes of the shopkeepers.

They get home and Harry and Edward are all over them. Louis giggles when Harry picks him up, kissing him silly.

He pulls back, holding Harry's face in his hands.
"Hi," he breathes. Harry grins, nuzzling into his neck as Edward catches Louis' lips. Louis wriggles, rubbing his dick against Harry.

Harry tuts and holds Louis' hips still.
"Good boys let their alphas make them feel good, no one else," he says deeply. His brothers are watching with wide eyes and hard dicks. Louis mewls, nodding his head. Harry hums, kissing Louis' head gently. Edward and Marcel sit on the couch, patting the seat for Harry and Louis to sit with them.

Marcel is on Edward's lap, tucked under his chin. Harry sits down next to them, leaning back against the cushions. He massages Louis' arse in his large hands, smirking when Louis tips his head back and whimpers.

"We need to decide what rules you're going to follow for tonight," Edward says.
"Any ideas, Haz? It's your treat," Marcel smiles.
"You can't touch yourself or come unless we've said so. You do what we tell you when we tell you and if you don't you'll be punished. No swearing. You need to tell us what you want but if we say no you accept it. You need to tell us if you're uncomfortable and if something needs to change. If we deem something naughty that we haven't spoken about we will talk about it when it happens.

You mentioned safewords Lou. Want to explain that?"

"It's like a word you have that means everything needs to stop," Louis mumbles. "I read that some people use red, yellow and green so that you know how the other person feels. Red is stop, yellow is slow down and green is good."
"What would you like to use?" Marcel says.
"I like the red, yellow and green one," Louis says. They've all calmed down a little to have this conversation, half hard and breathing back to normal.

Louis curls against Harry's chest, holding on tight.
"I-I'm nervous. What if I'm naughty?" He whispers. Harry kisses his head gently.
"It's okay, love. It's normal to be nervous for something new. If you're naughty we'll punish you and you won't do it again. But if you need us to stop or slow down use your safewords. They're there for that reason."

"Hey baby," Edward smirks as Louis climbs into his lap.
"Hi daddy."
"What's wrong, doll?"

Harry has gone upstairs to sort the room out a bit, Marcel going to bring food and water up.
"I'm scared of being bad," Louis confesses. "I know that it's kind of the point of the punishment but I don't know if I can handle knowing I've been bad."

Edward holds him tight, lips brushing against his temple. He sighs and pats Louis' bum soothingly.
"Well we will tell you if you're naughty or not. And just because you're naughty doesn't mean we love you any less. Then when we've punished you it will all be forgotten, the punishment should help you move past it because it has been dealt with. You don't have to if you don't want to princess," Edward says calmly. Louis' face heats up and he nods his head.
"I do want to. I really do. Thank you, daddy," he mumbles.
"No problem, baby," Edward smiles and lifts Louis' head so he can steal a kiss.

"Getting started without us?" Harry calls when he hears them kissing. Louis giggles, rolling off of Edward's lap. "Come up, loves."

Louis is laughing all the way upstairs as Marcel carries him on his back, hands holding him tightly so he doesn't fall. Edward follows them up, pinching Louis' bum when he shakes it. Harry grins when they come into they bedroom.

"You alright, darlin'?" Harry asks, kissing Louis slowly. Louis smiles, nodding his head. Marcel pulls Harry into a kiss, too, blushing when he feels Louis get harder against his back.

Edward kisses his younger brother too, following with a kiss with the youngest. Louis whines, wriggling.
"Please," he whimpers.
"Please what, love?" Harry asks.
"Can we all get naked please?" Louis begs.
"Sit on the bed, Lou," Marcel says, letting him slide off his back. Louis sits in the middle, leaning back on his hands. Harry sits on the couch, Edward nuzzling into his side. Marcel joins them, leaving Louis sat on his own.

"Take your pants off," Edward tells him, pushing his hand down his pants to stroke himself slowly. Louis bites his lip, knowing that his underwear is covered in slick, as he unbuttons his jeans and tugs them down his thighs. Marcel tugs the ankle of them so they come off.

"Take your shirt off," Marcel says, wiping his glasses and putting them back on.
"Good boy," Harry says, Louis flushing down his chest and smiling proudly.
"Thank you," Louis murmurs, shifting under their watchful gaze.

"Play with your nipples, just lightly, slowly," Harry instructs. His tongue pokes out to wet his lips, a smirk on his face.

Louis' eyes flutter closed as he leans back against the pillow behind him. He lets his fingers drift over his chest, thumbs rubbing over his nipples until they're hard. Marcel clears his throat and pulls his top over his head. Harry smiles gently at him, kissing him comfortingly.

"Hey, you're in charge now, too. Loosen up," he whispers. "Touch yourself as much as you want, love."
"Yeah, Marcel. Give him something to do," Edward encourages.

Louis opens his eyes, smiling at Marcel.
"Squeeze them," he says, voice unsure and nervous.

Harry pats his thigh, kissing his jaw.
"See you can do it."

Their attention is caught by Louis who moans loudly as he does what Marcel told him to.
"Please can I touch?" Louis whines, arching his back.
"Get on your knees," Harry tells him. Louis continues playing with his nipples because he hasn't been told to stop as he gets on to his knees. "You can stop."

Louis breaths out a sigh of relief, hands resting on his thighs.
"Touch yourself over your boxers, slowly and lightly," Edward says. He tugs his pants down a bit, pulling his dick out. Harry wraps his hand around Edward's dick, stroking it slowly. Louis palms himself gently, whining high in his throat. His head tips back, displaying his marks to his alphas with pride.

"Just touch your thighs, stroke them," Marcel orders. Louis huffs, pouting at him. "Now Louis."

Harry raises an eyebrow, wanting to see if he'll argue. Louis whimpers, submitting and hands brushing over his inner thighs.
"Well done," Edward praises. "Look so good for us."
"Such a beautiful omega," Marcel adds. Harry hums, nodding his agreement.
"Absolutely brilliant," Harry agrees.

When Edward tells him to he pulls his boxers down to his thighs and starts to play with his balls.
"I feel silly," Louis whispers when Harry tells him to spread his legs and suck a finger into his mouth.
"Okay, love," Harry soothes. He goes and sits on the bed, kissing Louis slowly. "You shuffle back and get comfy on the pillows."

Edward and Marcel move to sit either side of Harry, smiling at Louis. Louis moans into Marcel's mouth as he kisses him and whines when Edward pulls him away, satisfied when Edward kisses him, too.
"Follow these instructions quietly," Harry says. "Lie back and close your eyes. Bend your knees and keep your feet on the bed. Spread your legs. Touch yourself slowly and just focus on how it feels."
"So gorgeous, babe," Edward compliments, kissing his thigh.

"Thanks daddy," Louis smiles, groaning when Harry tells him to stop touching himself. "Please! Please let me come!"
"Not yet, love. Is it okay if I touch you?" Harry asks, making sure Louis is comfortable. Louis nods. "You going to stay still or does Marcel have to hold you down?"
"C-can he hold me down, please?" Louis stutters, blushing furiously.
"Good boy for using your manners," Marcel praises. He moves to sit beside Louis and holds his wrists together above his head. Louis shudders, feeling absolutely dirty but loving it.

Harry lies down on his belly, shuffling forward until he can lick Louis. He sucks a mark into his thigh, hands massaging his hips gently. Louis gasps when Harry licks a stripe over his hole and then starts to push his tongue in. His back arches, fighting against Marcel's hold.
"Holy shit!" He cries out and his eyes start to fill with tears. "I'm so sorry. I'm so bad, I'm sorry for being bad."

Marcel lets go and Harry stops.
"Oh, baby, no," Edward murmurs, opening his arms. Louis curls up on his lap and nuzzles his chest. "You're fantastic, love, never seen something so beautiful ever. C'mon, deep breaths, there we go."
"I'm sorry daddy!" Louis wails, absolutely distraught. "I didn't mean to it just felt so good."
"I know, baby, I know. Since it felt so good do you want to carry on until you come? Then we can have a nap and I know there's a cheesecake recipe you've been wanting to try with Marcel. We can go to the cinema, too."
"No, I don't deserve to come," Louis mumbles.
"But daddy loves seeing you feel good. We all do, all love making you feel good.  And we all love you, lots, Lou," Edward reasons.

Harry had disappeared while Edward was calming Louis down and when he comes back up Edward and Marcel are cuddling Louis between them both, murmuring quite words of comfort.
"Where did you go?" Louis asks sadly.
"I made us some hot chocolate," Harry smiles and hands Louis his.
"Thanks, Haz. I love you three. I just didn't want to disappoint you," he admits.

"You didn't disappoint us, Lou," Marcel says and kisses his cheek. "We're all very proud of how well you did. And I think we are all impressed with how well you've handled this relationship. We know you haven't had it easy in the past and then you put up with us and you are so brave by helping us through our rut and doing what you've done today. I can say on behalf of all of us that we're proud to call your our mate and we love you."

Louis sniffles, thanking Edward when he wipes his eyes.
"Kisses?" He asks hopefully. Marcel grins and kisses him sweetly. Edward kisses him, trailing his lips down to his mark and then Harry climbs on the bed and lands a loud smacking kiss on Louis' lips. They all laugh, Harry grinning because he cheered his omega up.

"Will we go to the cinema?" Louis says when they've finished their drinks. He accepts the kiss Marcel presses to his lips with a smile.
"If you want to. What should we see?" Harry asks and pulls Louis to sit on his lap.
"The jungle book looks good," Edward says as he come out of the bathroom.
"Yeah it does," Louis agrees.

They all climb into the shower together, soft touches and loving kisses to distract Louis from the sadness and guilt he still feels.
"Love, you want my jumper?" Harry calls out from the bedroom as Louis gets dry.
"Yes please. Marcel can pick a pair of panties for me," Louis shouts back.

Marcel passes him a white frilly pair of panties, kissing him as he goes downstairs.
"Here you go," Harry smiles as he hands him this lilac jumper that completely envelopes Louis. "I love you, Lou."
"I love you, too. I'm sorry for ruining your surprise," Louis whispers, the frown on his face appearing again.
"You didn't ruin anything, love. Come here."

Louis laughs wetly as Harry wraps his arms around him, sighing.
"Sorry I'm so emotional."

Harry doesn't reply, kisses Louis slow and long until he's trying to catch his breath.
"Go get some jeans on. We're leaving in ten minutes."

Edward chuckles and kisses Louis when Louis shouts 'catch me' and jumps into his arms.

"You ready for our first date as mates?" Edward grins. Louis gasps and nods his head.
"I thought you thought dates were silly?" Louis asks and wraps his arms around Edward's neck.
"I'd do anything in the world if it made you happy," Edward sighs happily. "Plus why would I complain about spending extra time with you?"
"I love you," Louis beams.
"I love you, too, sweetheart. Go pester Marcel until he takes his stupid hat off."
"Leave my hat alone!" Marcel shouts. Louis giggles and runs off to find Marcel.

"I like your hat," Louis says as he straddles Marcel's lap. Marcel kisses him.
"Thanks, Lou. I like you," Marcel tells him. Louis grins like he's never heard it before. He nuzzles into Marcel's neck, kissing his mark. Marcel strokes his back soothingly.
"I love you," Marcel whispers.
"I love you, too," Louis replies, squeezing him tightly.

Marcel slips his hand underneath Louis' jeans, lips brushing his ear.
"Can't wait to get you in only these," he murmurs, snapping the waistband of his panties onto Louis' skin. Louis whines, squirming.
"Don't get me hard before we leave," he pouts.
"Okay, Lou," Marcel laughs and kisses him again. "Proud of you."

They sit in comfortable silence until Harry and Edward join them, grabbing their coats before they leave.

Harry sits in the middle of his brothers with Louis on his lap. Louis holds the popcorn and Edward holds his sweets, Marcel handing out the fizzy drinks.

They enjoy the film, swapping seats and food. When they leave Louis has a huge grin on his face, Edward chuckling when Louis pulls him into a kiss.
"Someones excited," Marcel laughs, watching Louis run to the car after smacking Harry's bum.
"Another rule, no more sweets before bed," Edward grins, rolling his eyes.

"Did you have fun, babe?" Harry asks when they're driving home.
"It was so good!" Louis nods excitedly. "Thank you, I feel a lot better now."
"That's good, love," Marcel says. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"Can we have ice cream?" Louis asks.
"No," Edward smiles. "But we are going to subway for dinner so you can get a fizzy drink and a cookie with your sub."
"Thanks daddy," Louis says and blows him a kiss in the mirror.

"Type what you're having in my notes please, bub," Marcel says and hands him his phone.
"Are we going to get Zayn, Liam and Niall some?" Louis asks as he types his order.
"That's very thoughtful of you, Lou. Ring them."

They get everyone food, drive home and sit in the living room. Niall, Zayn and Liam come and sit with them.

"We need to talk to you guys," Liam says, Niall curling into his side.
"We're moving out," Zayn tells them. Louis gasps and his face falls.
"Why?" He sniffles, moving to sit with Niall. Niall smiles sadly and wraps his arms around Louis.

"It's only next door, Lou, my brother offered to pay because his business is going really well," Niall explains.
"Why though?" Louis asks again, eyes filled with tears. Today and the rest of the week had been emotional and Louis is just stressed. He enjoys his friends company and loves sharing a house with them.

"I'm pregnant," Niall announces. "Three months."

A round of congratulations echo as Louis sits there stunned.
"I uhm-" he clears his throat. "Congratulations, guys. I'm so happy for you."
But he looks sad and doesn't sound happy in the slightest.
"Lou?" Niall asks when his best friend starts crying again. Louis shakes his head and stands up, bringing his food as he goes upstairs.

Harry, Edward and Marcel continue to talk to Zayn, Liam and Niall, but Niall seems sad now, pressing his face into Zayn's shirt and not joining in the conversation.
"We'll come shopping and get some stuff for the baby with you this week," Harry offers. "But now we've got to deal with our hormonal omega. As soon as he is comfortable and used to being mated he'll be filled with heat hormones."
"Alright, thanks mate. We're taking this one to bed," Zayn smiles and kisses Niall's head. "C'mon love."

Louis curls into himself when he feels the triplets sit on the end of the bed. He hears them sigh.
"What's wrong with my pretty little omega?" Edward asks. Louis doesn't reply.
"C'mon Lou, we can't help if we don't know what is wrong," Marcel reasons. Harry doesn't say anything but he climbs under the covers and pulls Louis to his chest.

Louis turns to press his face into Harry's neck to smother his crying. Harry kisses his head, hands rubbing his back gently.
"Oh darling, what's got you so worked up?" Harry coos. Marcel lies behind Louis, kissing his neck. Edward pulls the covers up until he can hold Louis' feet. He starts massaging his feet, smiling sadly when Louis looks at him.

"Niall's pregnant," Louis says like that explains it all. Edward nods.
"That's right. Why does that upset you?"
"He's being a good omega and having his alphas pups. I'm not," Louis sniffles. Harry makes a sad noise, shaking his head.

"They have been together for three years Lou, we've been mates for a week. We don't know if you're pregnant or not, Lou. But if you aren't we've got your heat and a whole life ahead of us to have babies. Okay? You're an amazing omega," Harry says gently. Louis takes a shuddery breath, nodding his head.
"I'm a horrible friend. Niall's pregnant and I couldn't even be happy for him because I was too busy thinking about myself," Louis sighs.

"How about you go cuddle with Niall and we'll put a film on for you?" Edward suggests.
"Where?"
"Go knock on Niall's door and go downstairs with him. I think you could both do with taking tomorrow off," Marcel tells him.
"I've been off too long already," Louis pouts. He stands and takes his pants off, looking at Marcel. Marcel smiles and holds Louis' hips, pulling him closer. He kisses his tummy and noses along the waistband.

"You are a wonderful person, Lou. I'm sure if you explained to Ni why you were sad he'd understand. I love you," he murmurs, letting Louis crouch to kiss him slowly.
"I love you."

Louis shuffles over to Harry, wrapping his arms around him to hold him close. Harry's hands rest on his sides, brushing up and down to feel the soft panties on his hips.
"I think we need to make an appointment with your doctor," Harry hums. Louis gasps, pulling away.
"W-why? What have I done? I'm sor-"
"To see if you feeling this negative about yourself is more than just a down day," Harry explains calmly.

"Y-you think I have depression," Louis says to break the silence.
"It's possible, Lou. Anyone can get it and after what you've been through there is a high possibility. We'll get an appointment for tomorrow, love."
"I don't want to have depression. That's scary!" Louis shouts, lower lip trembling.

Harry pulls him back to his chest and kisses his hair.
"I know, babe. But we'll be here with you, yeah? Maybe you don't and all of our hormones are just messing with you. I love you, Lou."
"I love you, Haz. Sorry for shouting," Louis mumbles.
"It's okay," Harry chuckles.

Edward parts his knees and opens his arms when Harry has finished kissing Louis. Louis practically jumps at him, face stuffed into his neck.

"We will have beautiful babies when we're ready, but for now we can spoil our friends baby, yes?"
"Yeah," Louis agrees.
"Good. Now go find blondie and hug him," Edward smiles.
"I love you, daddy," Louis whispers.
"I love you, too, little one. Get some pants on before you leave."

He kisses Louis quickly, small smiles pressed together for a brief moment before Louis goes to get some pyjama pants on.

"Will you come down in a bit?" Louis asks just as he's leaving the door.
"Yeah. We'll give you twenty minutes with the leprechaun before we come and cuddle you, too," Edward smiles warmly.
"Okay," Louis grins.

The triplets come downstairs to find Niall and Louis wrapped up in a blanket together on the couch, snoring quietly as Tangled plays on the television.

Marcel picks up Louis which wakes up Niall but not the boy being carried.
"Night guys," Niall yawns, hugging the alphas before he makes his way upstairs to his own two. He gets gentle squeezes and affectionate belly rubs when he gets back to his room, his alphas showering him with kisses and soft touches.

"I love you, Z, I love you, Li," Niall says to the two boys who are lower on the bed. They lie with their heads by Niall's tummy so they can kiss and cuddle Niall and the baby goodnight.
"Love you, pumpkin," Niall smiles with a soft rub to his belly before he falls asleep.

Harry, Marcel and Edward arrange themselves around Louis, sighing when they finally relax into bed.
"I love you boys," Edward tells them, eyes closed so he smiles when he is surprised by the two kisses he receives from his brothers. They say it back and to each other before they fall asleep.

In the morning Niall and Louis sit on the couch to finish their film while their alphas make them breakfast.

They talk about the baby and how Louis wants to invite his mum over so she can meet everyone. Louis tells him Harry's theory and Niall hugs him tight.

"We'll be there every step of the way, Lou. We're basically family, right?" Niall smiles and kisses Louis' cheek. Louis blushes and nods his head.
"Whoa why did I just hear kissing?" Liam shouts from the kitchen.

Niall and Louis giggle, thanking Zayn when he hands them their breakfast plates. Harry kisses Louis as he passes by, sitting next to Zayn on the couch.

The others join them, Liam flicking Louis' forehead.
"Hey, what was that for?" Louis whines, chuckling as Edward elbows Liam in the side.
"Kissing my omega. Only two people can do that," Liam pouts, smiling when Zayn kisses him.
"Your omega kissed me actually, Payno," Louis grumbles. "So shut it."

The triplets laugh at Liam's expense and Louis' retorts, grinning at their omega. Liam smiles softly, glad he can laugh like that with his friends.

When Louis is out of the shower he flops onto the bed, smiling up at Harry who is by the pillows. He hears Marcel chuckle from where he's sorting through his clothes and Edward bends to kiss him on the way to the bathroom.

"I feel a lot better than I did yesterday," Louis sighs happily. "Maybe it was just a bad day. I promise if I start feeling bad I'll tell you and we'll make an appointment. But I don't want to ruin today. Niall wants to go out for a meal to celebrate the baby, invite our families and stuff. I think that would be nice. I still haven't met yours."
"That sounds lovely, Lou. Come get dressed then."

Louis grabs some clothes and clicks his back before he pulls them on, squeaking and laughing when someone grabs him from behind and pushes him on the bed.

When he looks up Edward is towering over him, wet curls dripping on him. Edward is naked, grinning down at Louis. Louis brings his arms up to pull Edward down.

He hums as they kiss slowly, parting his lips and whimpering when Edward bites his bottom lip.

Edward pulls away when Marcel smacks his arse, chuckling.
"None of that, Ed, we've got to leave in a bit."
"Get dressed," Louis tells Edward, kissing him one last time before he moves away. Marcel picks Louis up, over his shoulder making Louis yell in surprise.

Louis pinches Marcel's bum, waving to Edward and Harry as Marvel carries him out of the room.
"Good morning to you, too," Louis giggles when Marvel squeezes his bum in response.

Marcel puts him down on the kitchen counter, fitting himself between his legs. Louis smiles up at him and tilts his head back as Marcel dips down to kiss him.

"You ring your mum while I make us a cuppa," Marcel says and turns to make the drinks.

A couple hours later Niall, Zayn, Liam, Louis, Harry, Edward and Marcel arrive at the restaurant ready for all of their families to meet. Louis is nervous because everyone else knows each other but he's the most recent addition.

They all sit down before they begin introductions. But once they've all ordered Edward stands up to get everybody's attention.
"This is Louis; mine, Harry's and Marcel's mate and his mum Jay."

He begins to explain to Louis and Jay who everybody is. When he says someone's name they wave at the small omega and his mum so they know who they are. Gemma jumps onto Louis' lap when Edward sits down and people begin to talk amongst themselves.

"Hey there little one," Louis grins down at the young girl on his knee.
"Are they from my brothers?" Gemma asks and pokes Louis' neck.
"Gem don't be rude," Anne scolds.
"It's okay," Louis chuckles.

"These are from your brothers, yes. What food are you getting?"
"Chicken nuggets and brownies!" Gemma smiles.
"That sounds nice and yummy. Maybe you can come to our house one day and we can make brownies with your smelly brothers," Louis suggests, laughing at his alphas expense when Gemma giggles too and jumps to her mum.

"Mum, Louis said I can go make brownies with him and smelly brothers! Please?" Gemma pleads. Anne chuckles, smiling softly at Louis as she tells Gemma that if it is okay with her 'smelly brothers' then it's okay.

Jay asks Gemma if she's like to colour a nice picture in and talks to her about school while they colour. Anne chats to Jay occasionally, asking about work and family until Niall starts to animatedly natter to Jay.

So Anne turns to face Louis who is say across from her.
"How have my boys been treating you?" She asks.
"Wonderfully. They're amazing. I'm so happy with them," Louis beams, welcoming the kiss Marcel presses to his cheek. Edward links his fingers with Louis and Harry grins at him.

"That's good," Anne nods.
"Yeah. It's lovely to meet you finally."

They talk about school and what Louis hopes to do in the future when Jay asks if she should expect grandchildren in the future.

All three triplets and Louis tell her that they want kids.

The meal goes smoothly, Louis chatting with Niall, Liam and Zayn's families, too as they eat. Everyone is lovely and Louis stops being so nervous.

When dessert arrives Niall and Zayn and Liam all stand up, smiling excitedly at their loved ones.
"I'm pregnant," Niall announces, leaning back into his alphas embrace as they  hold him close. They watch as their families get up to hug and congratulate them, Niall laughing and saying they can feel him up later but he has a cake to get back to.

Niall looks over at Louis and grin, his best friend mouthing an 'I love you, Ni' over the table. Louis pokes his tongue out once Niall has replied.

It goes brilliantly. Everyone loves Louis. Louis and the triplets are madly in love, just like Zayn, Liam and Niall who have a baby on the way. They have their whole lives ahead of them together. And they wouldn't have it any other way.

If you guys want me to write more of Zayn, Niall and Liam's relationship I'll be happy to do so. Thoughts? What was your favourite and least favourite part? Enjoy X