this will just be a series of very smutty one shots. i'm kinda sorry in advance i'm kinda not. it says just h.s. one shots but it will most likely be all of the boys and other things not related to the boys :)
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It's our sixth anniversary so Niall and I decided to go to an extravagant dinner.
Since it's a special day I decided to dress a bit overboard.
I decided to wear my nicest pair of light washed skinny jeans, with a plain white tank top. I decided to throw one of Niall's suit jackets over top of it. Pulling it all together with a tiny pair of strappy black heels.
Niall kept it simple but still stood out with a white button up shirt with black details all over it, with some black jeans and maroon chelsea boots.
We've been planning this dinner for weeks but today he just seems to be in a mood. There hasn't been any arguing lately and we've been super happy. Did I do something?
I look at him through the mirror as I'm finishing my makeup and say, "Are you okay babe?" I shyly turn my head away because I don't want to see his reaction. I feel his hands on my shoulders but I'm too afraid to meet his eyes in the mirror.
His pointer finger and thumb find my chin and turn it up so I am finally looking into his piercing blue eyes. He looks at me like I have said the most absurd thing. "Why would anything be wrong?"
Why would anything be wrong? Am I just overthinking again? I breathe out a sigh of relief. Why in the fuck would anything be wrong. I turn around fully so I'm facing him now. Standing on my tiptoes leaning up to give him a kiss, he stops me. Now I'm even more confused. He just said nothing was wrong and now he wont let me kiss him. He has to be lying to me. That's the only explanation right?
Instead of doing this I turned around and decided to finish my makeup. I have no explanation on why he wouldn't want to kiss me. Does my breath smell? Did I not brush my teeth? No, I definitely brushed them, he was standing next to me when I brushed them this morning. Is he falling out of love with me? We've been doing so good lately. Well, relationships do have rough patches and we're finally out of ours. So why is he acting so weird?
He must've noticed my inner dialogue happening because he kisses the top of my head and I look up at him in confusion. "Honey calm down, everything's fine. I'm just a little nervous right now." What? Now I'm the confused one.
I look at him again through the mirror, "Why would you be nervous? We're going to a nice dinner for our six year anniversary, why're you nervous?" At this point it's like we're having a stare down in the mirror. His icy blue eyes staring into my emerald green ones.
"Since it's our sixth anniversary, how would you feel about being frisky tonight?" He whispers into my ear.
Niall is one of the kinkiest fuckers I've ever met. There's nothing wrong with kinks at all. Over the years I've gotten used to all of his kinks. They can go anywhere from just plain old vanilla to BDSM.
He walks out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. I decided that I might as well follow him. What does he have up his sleeve? We walk into the closet and in one of his drawers in here he pulls out a black bag. He looks at me innocently, "So I was thinking..."
