eighteen (boyxboy)

eighteen // one

The sun glared at the cuddled young men in the bed, thick white sheets covering their bare chests as they both didn't seem to mind the sunlight peeking through the window.

The sound of an alarm suddenly started ringing throughout the room and that made a certain blonde haired male stir in his sleep, cuddling closer to the warm body next to him.

"Stop it, Zee," he muttered sleepily, annoyed, with his eyes closed and nuzzled his face deeper into Zayn's chest.

Zayn grunted softly and just tightened his grip on Niall's waist, letting the annoying alarm rang throughout the room because it would stop in a matter of a minute, and it did.

Though, their peaceful slumber was yet again disturbed by their best friends, who all went by the names of, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Harry Styles and Josh Devine.

"Wake up, lovebirds!" Louis yelled at the top of his lungs as they all burst into the room and snatched the covers from them while doing so.

"Shut the fuck up, Tommo," Zayn grumbled and opened his eyes grumpily, squinting when the sun hit his face, while the blonde that was laying on his chest just laid there.

"Come on, guys! Wake up! First day of college!" Harry's deep and husky voice flowed through the room with a cheery vibe latched on his tone.

"Jesus, how can you have so much energy at seven in the morning?" Zayn asked, and put an arm around his eyes, resting his precious hazel eyes for a few minutes.

"We'll leave you two, but you better wake Niall already. We're going to be late," Liam, the most sensible one in the squad, informed Zayn while pulling a whining Louis in his arms, as they went outside, Harry and Josh trailing behind them, chuckling to themselves.

Zayn blinked twice to make sure he was seeing correctly because Josh had both of his arms around Harry's waist and seemed to be looking at him with such fondness.

He shook his head out of his thoughts and started waking the blonde on his chest, gently, peppering his face with kisses.

"Ni, beb, wake up," he said quietly and shook the blonde slightly, after peppering his pale face with his kisses.

"Zayn, stop that tickles," the blonde whined slightly and pinched Zayn's chest playfully, as he slowly opened his beautiful electric blue eyes.

Zayn chuckled huskily and Niall slowly sat up, looked up at Zayn and smiled sleepily. The tanned skin male just pecked his nose and told him they both should get ready.

"Okay, should we shower together or...?" Niall trailed off, hopeful that Zayn wouldn't mind showering together and besides, it wasn't like they hadn't done it.

"Yeah, w-we could save water and stuff," Zayn stuttered slightly and gave his future boyfriend a small smirk, that could melt the whole population of this school in an instant.

"Great, c-come on then,"

Niall stood up excitedly, a cute grin on his pale complexion and dragged the elder from where he was lying down to the bathroom, which was located across the hall.

They wasted no time, stripping their clothing one by one until they were both standing in their tight Calvin Kleins, and neither of them started to pull their own undies, both a blushing mess in front of each other.

Zayn took a deep breath and broke the silence that fell upon, saying, "come on beb, it's not like we haven't seen each other's dick, you know," in a teasing tone to lighten up the mood.

Niall blushed furiously, and looked away from Zayn's sexy smirk, "s-shut up!" though, he did oblige and pulled his boxers down and stepped onto the shower side as quickly as he could.

Zayn laughed softly and pulled his own boxers down before following the blushing blonde into the shower.

As soon as he did, he took a moment and looked at his best friend briefly. The blonde was already washing his hair, unaware that his best friend was observing - Zayn's words - him from head to toe. He looked at his dyed blonde hair, which where brown roots were starting to show, and down at his toned back, water cascading like waterfalls. Muscles were clearly visible from his body, which Zayn wasn't used to seeing since they were the best of friends when they were little.

His Irish man started working out since most of the people called him 'fat', and that really bothered Zayn until now because his Nialler changed for those people. To Zayn's eyes, he was gorgeous even without the braces, or being 'pudgy' because that was the Niall he fell in love with.

Again, Zayn shook himself from those hideous thoughts seeing Niall was staring at him, concern and worry etched on his beautiful face.

"Zaynie? Are you okay?" the blue eyed boy asked worriedly, and frowned at him, wrapping his arms around the elder's neck, not knowing what kind of effect he had on his best friend.

"I'm fine beb, just really tired, s'all," he said truthfully, as he wrapped his own tanned arms around the blonde's waist and laid his forehead againt his, cutely, letting the shower soak them in a fresh warm water.

The intimate action wasn't new to the both of them. They had done it countless times, ever since in sixth grade, and they would just randomly kiss each other. It had become a habit on their sophomore year of high school and until now.

Niall scrunched up his nose, leaned up and kissed Zayn softly, tightening his arms around his neck as he stood on his tippy toes on the wet floor.

Zayn kissed back for a few seconds but pulled away before the kiss got too heated and before he lost his control and hormones.

He cupped Niall's cheek and looked at him intently in the eye, saying, "Ni, you know I love you but w-we can't. You're with Barbara."

"You know it, Zayn. You know the fact that I don't even like her, so I'd say, fuck her,"

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After their shenanigans in the bathroom - which Zayn was pretty sure that their best friends heard them because god damn Niall was really vocal - but he loved every single moment of it.

The way their body touched, the way they moaned each other's name, Zayn loved it. It was their first time having sex with each other together.

Now, both of them wore the biggest grin as they stood outside of the bathroom, looking at each other lovingly and kissed each other once more, unaware that their best friends were just around the corner.

"I love you," Niall told Zayn and smiled up at him.

"I love you more, beb," Zayn responded with a shit eating grin that could practically reached his ears.

"Cut the shit, you make me want to puke rainbows," Louis emerged from where they were hiding, his accent clear as a crystal, scaring their two best friends.

"Fuckin' hell, Lou," Niall cursed loudly, and jumped slightly, hiding behind Zayn, his blue eyes peeking on the tanned man's shoulder.

"That's not nice, Louis," Liam scolded, and pinched the oldest in the squad on his ankle, making the chestnut haired man wince and slapped Liam's hand away.

"You aren't very nice in bed either, Daddy," Louis did all but purred, smirking at the now blushing Liam and winked at him, seductively.

"Too much information!" Zayn exclaimed, covering his ears as he ushered Niall in their room as quick as he could.

Josh choked on his coffee, almost dropping the Starbucks cup in his hand as he coughed up badly.

Harry patted his back softly, and asked if he was alright, making the elder looked at him, giving the curly haired lad a 'what the fuck' look.

"Jesus, Lou, look what you did to Josh," Harry said while he fought back a laugh.

Louis just waved them off, kissed Liam shortly and shouted for the two to hurry the fuck up because they were going to be late.