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little things; sapnap

request: kinda, sapnap was requested so yes ?
prompt: i'm in love w you and all your little things
pronouns: they/them
tw: insecurities
italics is the lyrics of the song (:
little things by one direction !

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
But bear this mind, it was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me

sapnap adored y/n. it was no secret, everyone knew it.

from the way he was always holding their hand to the way he would look at them. the smile he wore whenever he's around them.

yeah, he was in love.

I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes when you smile
You've never loved your stomach or your thighs
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly

he hated the fact that y/n was so insecure about themself. he noticed how they look at themself in the mirror, at their stomach and their thighs.

he hated how y/n would cover their face whenever they smiled because they hated the crinkles.

"it make me look older!" they claimed. but sapnap loves it.

"no, don't cover it! i love your smile!"

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do, it's you
Oh, it's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

sapnap turned to look at y/n, their face hidden in the book they was reading. he smiled, watching their face expressions change based on what's happening in the book.

he then heard dream through his headset. "sapnap! pay attention! god, what are you doing?"

"sorry, y/n's in the room with me. they're reading at the moment."

george giggled, "you're whipped. you're so lovesick it's disgusting."

"yeah? i don't make fun of you and dream, shut up, bottom," sapnap blushed returning his attention on y/n.

so what if he was whipped?

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me

he quickly learned after moving in their house, their habits and quirks.

like the fact that if they went to bed without a cup of tea, they start sleeptalking. he still remembers the first time he caught them sleeptalking.

he had just finished streaming, and he walked into the room. he thought they was still awake, but when he got closer, he realized they was still asleep.

he laid beside the other and just listened to their rambling. he smiled, and vowed to keep it all a secret, he'll never tell them or anyone else what they said.

I know you never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weight
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me