"Louis! I don't know what to wear," Liam was frantic; throwing clothes around his room, tearing the hangers away from shirts. Louis had never seen him so nervous.

"Liam, calm down, bub. It's going to be fine. Niall has seen you sweating on the pitch for hours on end. He'll like you in anything," Louis reassured.

"He's going to be my little, Lou. Can you believe it? I'm going to actually be a dominant to my sub."

Liam's eyes were glazed over with tears. He'd waited for this for so long. Louis didn't have the heart to tell him this could not work out.

"Wear your red flannel around your waist with that white tee that makes your muscles look...daddy-ish," Louis giggled at his new word and mumbled it under his breath a few times to get a feel for it.

"You're a genius! Thank you," Liam kissed Louis' forehead in thanks and went back to his closet to get ready.

"So, I hope you like Italian, I love their creamy chicken pasta here."

The car ride to London was quiet, music playing softly to break the awkward tension but Liam was too nervous to speak, Niall, too distracted by what he was really getting himself into to think about Liam at all.

Niall had done some research and he had to say, he didn't think he would mind the idea of being Liam's submissive. That didn't mean it made this decision any easier.

When they pulled into Murano's, Niall was happy to finally see some good food. He loved to eat.

"If you don't like Italian, though, I can find somewhere else. I know this is a little weird but I understand if you'd like to just go hang out at Nando's or something. I'm sorry-"

"This is fine. I love Italian."

--

Louis slipped into his headspace half way through Grease.

So he called his Daddy. Like he always did.

"Baby? Is something wrong?"

Harry was in a meeting, trying to get a scholarship for his music or football. Louis knew that so he didn't think he would call him but Harry wanted to make sure Louis was okay.

"Yes, Daddy. I miss you."

"Okay, baby. Let Daddy finish his meeting and I'll be over in about an hour. Put on some Tangled, okay baby?"

"Yes sir."

When Harry did finally arrive, he came with a McDonalds happy meal for Louis and a salad for himself.

They ate their food, Louis playing with his toy from the fast food for awhile before cuddling on the couch with Harry.

Louis came out of headspace when Liam walked in with Niall in his arms. His whole body was wrapped around Liam, head resting on his shoulder and eyes closed.

"Well, well, well, looks like the white shirt worked, innit?" Louis teased. Liam smiled lightly before nodding to Harry in acknowledgment and taking Niall upstairs.

When Liam finally came back down, without Niall this time, Harry and Louis immediately interrogated the older brother.

"How was London?"

"Did he agree to be your little?"

"Has he called you daddy?"

"Did ya fuck in the car?"

Louis got promised 5 spankings from Harry for cursing before Liam finally began answering questions.

"It was amazing. We didn't talk about it much, I was too nervous and he seemed to be thinking a lot. At the end, when we finished, he told me he liked the idea of being my sub and asked when he would be able to start. He said it like it was some job though. I wanted to prove to him that it was more than that so I explained how I felt about him and how the way I treated him would change, especially during school and football versus being here or at his house. He agreed with open arms but asked that I gave him time to become comfortable with this lifestyle and of course I agreed. On the way home he asked if I would hold his hand, and, of course, I did. He didn't say daddy, yet, but that's okay. He fell asleep in the car and he just looked too cute, I wouldn't dare wake him. And Lou, no, we didn't do anything in the car, you deserve those spankings so lose the pout. You know Harry's rules for you."

That made Louis slip back into headspace, his lip quivering from being scolded before immediately going into Harry's arms, feeling upset with Liam for being mean to him.

"Lou Lou, he's right. You know the rules. Why don't you go upstairs and get ready for your spankings in your room." Harry didn't give him a choice so Louis slowly went up the stairs, pouting the whole way because his Daddy wasn't happy with him.

"Li, are you sure Niall is the one?"

"Of course, Harry!"

"Okay," Harry hesitated, "I just care a lot about you and I know how much you feel for Snowflake. I don't want you hurt."

"Niall is an amazing, beautiful, baby boy, Haz. I've wanted this with him for so long and I would know if he was just using me for some kinky shit. I know he can do this. I trust him."

"Good, I'm happy for you, then. I need to go punish Lou now, though, which will turn into us fucki-"

"Gotcha!" Liam cut him off, completely mortified.

Harry went upstairs laughing, ready to show his baby who's boss.