Angel on the Streets {shiall}

16

To Shawn's surprise, no one had come to meet Niall at the airport. He would ask him about it later but for now, he was focused on staring at the new place.

Niall owned a quaint little cottage a bit away from the hustle and bustle of the suburbia. But if you drove or cycled a bit, maybe even a walk if one wanted to have some exercise, the city wasn't too far away. However, as a bit of a celebrity, he'd found he preferred to keep himself from the prying eyes of the public before he embarrassed himself getting home while drunk off his ass.

Shawn guiltily imagined living there the moment he stepped through the door. Camila looked less than impressed but to him, it was perfect. There was .ore than enough space for him and Cam, for children even. His stomach flipped a bit and he glanced at Niall, still a little awkward around him after admitting to himself that he indeed had a crush on him, again. He felt like a maniac but at least Camila, right as always, was there to ground him a bit. He couldn't imagine being away from that woman for the life of him.

"I think I should go find somewhere in town cos I know for a fact that you horny weirdos are going to start fucking on one of these tables the moment I turn my back-" he went bright red and covered her mouth, gaping at her. She responded with a shrug and spat on his palm, a smirk on her face. Shawn went to go wash his hand and Niall joined him in the kitchen, leaning back on the counter as he gazed at the musician's hands with some awe in his eyes.

"Niall... What is it?"

"Nothing. I just... Sometimes, I think I've gotten used to your prettiness. And then I catch sight of your nose or your hair or your beautiful, beautiful hands and it messes me up, all over again." Shawn flushed slightly at his reply, grabbing a towel and wiping his hands. He sent Niall a disapproving look when he pouted at him but soon moved close and gave him a swift peck on the cheek, hoping Camila didn't see.

But she had, of course. Because these lover boys weren't subtle at all. With an eye roll, she went off to claim one of the rooms, leaving the two alone.

"Why are you smiling, baby?"

"Nothing. It's just... You always do that. Just compliment my average self at the most random times. And I like it, I guess... I dunno. Am I being weird?"

Niall grinned. It made him feel happy when Shawn appreciated the little things he honestly didn't even realise he was doing. However, he was sad that it was probably because he hadn't been cared for much in his life. Thankfully, he was there now and nothing was going to stop him from treating Shawn like the royalty he is.

"You dare call yourself average? Blasphemy. The Council will hear of this!" He tackled Shawn into a hug and picked him up, smirking when he wound his legs around his waist to keep himself from falling. Their eyes met and he sighed, pecking his nose. "You are so fucking pretty, Mendes. Prettiest person I've ever seen, honestly."

"Nuh-uh, have you seen yourself?!"

"Thank you for coming... Not sure how I would've managed without you here with me. Everywhere felt emptier after I'd gotten used to living with you... And now I'm the one being weird, aren't I?" Shawn nodded a bit, covering his face and nuzzled into Niall's neck. He wondered how he'd managed to live without him in the first place, ruffling his hair as he whispered, "I love you, Shawn."

"Love you more, mouse. Omg! Jamie! I'll be right back, Niall, he's squished in that dark suitcase all by himself! We're such bad parents, oh my God!"

"Wh- you're picking a stuffed animal over me?"

"Do better for our child, you ignoramus." He pulled out of Niall's grasp, ignoring his whine as he pulled clothes out of his suitcase haphazardly, letting out a sigh of relief once he saw a grey ear peeping out from underneath a couple more items. He pulled him out, giving him a squeeze, kisses and a heartfelt apology. Niall never thought he would want to be a fluff-filled mouse before but well, what can you do?