𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆。 zayn malik

sixteen

"do you think we could still be a good couple?" the question was random — personal. juliet stopped what she was cleaning, the mess leftover from jasmine's painting alongside zayn, before looking over at zayn with a raised eyebrow as a chuckle escaped pass her lips.

juliet didn't know how to respond. they had never once tried to be in an official relationship, only friends with benefits and the questioning of how serious their relationship was with each other.

even when she was pregnant, or after she had given birth, they still didn't want a relationship with one another. zayn had his own life, working on music and singing hit songs, whereas juliet had some small acting gigs and happily posting some parts of her life, and small parts of jasmine's, on instagram.

relationships were difficult and with the situations they were under, different.

"what do you mean?" asked juliet.

"i mean, like, we're a family. we have a daughter together and we love her, and we love love each other. will being in a relationship together be shit?" explained zayn, his eyes fluttering shut which made his eyelashes stand out. she smiled once noticing that.

juliet sighed: "zayn..."

he inched closer towards her before continued to clean the products off the floor. zayn nodded his head, he knew the situation they were under, he knew that if they wanted to date, there would be loads of repercussions and rules to stabilise their relationship for the two of them and for jasmine's fortune.

"need any help?" zayn asked as he stood next to her. juliet smiled at him before nodding her head, using little words of agreement before he helped her clean the area. his hands moved somewhat delicately across the floorboards to clean products up, juliet feeling as his fingertips began to flutter across her skin.

her smile grew on her lips, moving her head to the side to hide her flushed cheeks and expression of encouragement.

he moved his finger up further her arms, feeling as they warmed her cold skin before she turned her head to look at him. "we could do it," said zayn, gripping slightly on her upper arm before she leaned closer to him. "we can't," they could. zayn shook his head.

he chuckled: "we can."

he leaned closer, hands lowering to her waist as she felt his fingers drag across all of her bare skin, heating the areas as she shivered. "we can," he repeated before she could smell his minty breath fanning on her face — he was so close to her.

"can we?" questioned juliet before zayn nodded his head and bought them together.

his lips were warm and inviting, allowing juliet to melt as he parted them to allow her tongue to slip inside. their bodies began to press together; heatedly. they could taste their shared breaths in each others mouth, tasting the mint instead of smelling it.

the thud of their heartbeats pressed against one another, feeling them strongly.

his beard tickled her skin, but she didn't care, as they pressed against each other, feeling as she become warmed.

her lips were covered in cherry-flavoured chapstick, zayn savoured the flavour of it as they bought their lips together in one. slightly moaning when he did taste the flavour of the strong cherry.

they were smooth, inviting, warm. her breath tickling beneath his nose. her fingers moved up his skin and into his dark locks, cascading her fingers through it a couple of times before they finally pulled apart.

their foreheads held together, their breaths mixing in the air before juliet took her fingers from his hair. "we're not doing that again," juliet said before they both chuckled, zayn looked into her eyes: "really?" his voice was needy; desperate.

and then, he connected their lips together again. and she still didn't refuse. this time, he smelled the hint of her peach perfume. it sent him dizzy as he took in her scent, her fruity and floral scent of her perfume and hair products.

he smelled perfect also. the way his cologne was citrusy but still had that aromatic wood scent lingering within it. it was juliet's favourite scent — him.

then they pulled apart.

then they began to continue cleaning the area, zayn smudging paint onto her face. "oh my, god!" she exclaimed, trying to be as quiet as possible as jasmine was sleeping within her bed. zayn couldn't help but laugh when juliet copied him, smudging paint onto his shoulders as his shirt was removed.

"no, no! i just showered..." zayn said as his shoulders fell, but their expressions were still full of happiness from their silliness. "well, now i have to go shower," she said before standing from the floor.

"can i join you?" asked zayn, she shook her head as she walked away, feeling his eyes linger on her body whilst she did.