One Direction Preferences

How You Help Him Deal With Stress

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Harry: You sleep underneath a fort he's made, looking up at the sheet ceiling as Harry breathes deeply beside you. Laying in a fort makes Harry feel like a kid again, bringing him back to a time when everything was simple. He huffs, rolling onto his side to look at you as you lull your head to the side on the pillow beneath you. "You ok?" you ask and he shakes his head. "Why does everything have to be so complicated? I just want to leave the hotel sometimes and not have people follow me or take my picture. I don't want to be stressed out every time I take you somewhere, worried that you'll be upset later at something stupid someone says on twitter. Why is this so stressful? Why can't we just play music and that be enough?" he questions, pulling you into his chest to breath in your calming scent. You roll on top of him, straddling his hips as you duck your head beneath the sheet ceiling. "It'll never be enough Harry, I can't lie to you about that. The fans will always want more. Sometimes, you just have to take a deep breath... breath in blue skies and out grey ones" you tell him, breathing in and out slowly until he joins you. After Harry's calmed down, he grips your hips before pulling your clothes off so he can peer up at you naked. "Is this helping better than my breathing exercise?" you tease, shifting up as he pulls his own clothes off so you're both naked. He hums his answer, shifting you onto his hardness until he can only hear your pants in the fort. Afterwards, you lay together and he takes a deep breath. "Blue skies in, grey skies out" he says and you nod, pressing a kiss to his collarbone.

Liam: You climb up into the tree house he's built with his fathers help. It's much larger than the one at his family home, the space just large enough for you to fit several plush pillows and foam pads to make a makeshift mattress. There's a string of blue Christmas lights strung up around the ceiling and you cuddle beneath the batman themed sheets and blankets until Liam falls asleep.

Niall: "This is too much" Niall complains from the balcony of your Australian hotel. There are easily hundreds of girls on the street beneath him and everything seems to hit him at once. "I can't handle this" he tells you, turning to were you sit on the balcony chair. "Niall... just close your eyes and ignore them" you say softly, reaching out to pull him onto the seat so you can sit in his lap. "Just do it" you prompt again, running your fingers through his hair softly as he shuts his blue eyes. He takes several slow breaths as you rub small circles on the back of his neck, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. "It's working," he says, snapping his eyes open when the girls start to chant his name. You slant your lips over his; distracting him from the stress he's about to experience. You sit on the balcony for hours, kissing slowly until it's dark out and the girls have gone home. "Are you still stressed?" you question and he chuckles. "I stopped being stressed hours ago, I just didn't want you to stop" he admits and you just shake your head while leaning back in to kiss him for the next few hours.

Louis: You always run a bubble bath for him after a stressful day. You know it helps him relax and half way through you always join him helping to relax him even more.

Zayn: You can always tell when he's had a rough day. You take his hand and lead him up to your bedroom. You remove his shirt and sit him down on the bed, laying him on his stomach as you begin to massage the stress of the day away.