come on then|ziam

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that evening.

"Alright we're going out, Liam are you sure you don't want to come?" Louis asks.

Liam nods.

"You too Zayn?"

"Gotta keep Liam company."

Louis rolls his eyes and pulls Zayn into the kitchen, "You have to make a move on him Z."

"Are you crazy? I'm not doing that."

"Listen," Louis sighs, "you like him. A lot. And he's an oblivious idiot who won't figure that out unless you make a move."

"He's straight." Zayn argues.

"Oh please. He's as straight as the curve of my ass."

Zayn slaps Louis' arm and lets out and exasperated sigh, "I'll see what I can do."

"Alright Malik." he walks out of the kitchen, "Later Li!"

Zayn hears Liam shout a goodbye before the front door slams shut and he goes back out into the living area.

"Hey Li." he says, sitting rather close to the boy.

"Hi Zaynie! Wanna watch Batman with me?"

Zayn has to refrain from cooing at him and nods his head. He scoots impossibly closer to Liam and wraps his arm around his shoulders.

Liam leans into his touch. So far so good. He thinks.

Ten minutes later Zayn's focus leaves the tv screen and goes to Liam. He pays attention to how bright his eyes look from the reflection of the screen, he looks at the curve of his nose and the shape of his lips. Oh, how he wants to kiss those lips.

Liam looks up and when he sees Zayn is already staring, he doesn't look away. For a moment they just stare. Then Zayn feels like he has the courage to lean in.

But before he can, Liam talks, "Did you like it?"

What?

Zayn looks up to see that the movie's over. How long had he been staring at Liam?

"Uh - yeah. Definitely."

Liam grins, "Great. I'm going to go make hot chocolate. Want some?" he gets up from the couch - much to Zayn's disappointment - and disappears into the kitchen.

Zayn follows and frowns when he sees Liam taking out the blue cup for himself.

"Liii," he whines, "my cup."

"Oh. You want it?" Liam smirks.

Zayn pretends to be angry, "I'll fight you."

"I'm not afraid."

Zayn walks up to Liam and puts his face next to his, "Come on then, come on."

Liam plays along with a cute smile on his face.

It's then when Zayn realizes how close they actually are.

How if he moved just a little, they'd be kissing.

Come Zayn. Do it. He's right there.

So he does it.

He presses his lips to Liam's and lets them linger there for a second. Then he feels Liam start to kiss back. And their lips start moving together.

It's better than anything Zayn has ever imagined before. He swears he hears the angels sing from above.

The kiss is sloppy, because they aren't used to the feel of eachother's lips, but it's still perfect.

All Zayn can think is Liam's kissing back. Liam's. Kissing. Back. He didn't push him away.

Reason number three why he can't stay mad at Liam.

He doesn't want it to end.

But alas, all good things must come to an end.

Liam pulls back first and stares into Zayn's eyes with a surprised look reflecting in his own.

"Um," he clears his cup, "so do you still want your blue cup?"

Fin.

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i wrote this bc i was bored so its probably awful