Welcome to The Show

Welcome to the Show- Part 4

HIIII. I'm finally back. Sorry for the delay. I was on vacation and have been busy and all.

WARNINGS: fingering, making out, dirty talk, cursing, period, sexual content. Do not read if you are under 18!

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You were getting Niall's outfit together and only had the lights on around the mirror, along with wearing sunglasses, still milking your hangover.

Niall walked in, not expecting to see you. He stopped whistling the second he laid eyes on you. "What are ya doing here?"

"Working," you said, gesturing as if it was obvious.

"I told ya to only get out of bed if you were better."

"I am better."

"Really?" Niall folded his arms. "Then what's with the sunglasses and low lights?"

"I'm setting the mood," you bit your lip.

"Mmhmm," Niall said, raising an eyebrow.

You picked up an outfit off the rack and handed it to Niall. "I think double denim is the look for today. Plus, a cowboy hat."

Except he didn't move. He just stayed there with his arms folded.

You held up the denim vest. "It's got NH sewn on it in The Show colors."

Nothing.

You bounced your leg. "Ni, please."

He sighed and walked towards you. He took the sunglasses off your face and you didn't squint and your eyes weren't bloodshot. "You promise me you're fine?"

"Yes, I promise. I was just taking precaution."

"Cause if you're lying to me...."

You swallowed. "What's going to happen?"

"Wouldn't you like to find out," Niall smirked. That's all he said as he took off his clothes, and changed into his tour look.

When he finished, he looked in the mirror and made sure he looked ok. And damn, did he look more than ok. He fixed his hair and smiled at you in the mirror as he saw you biting your lip. Niall chuckled. "Looks good?"

"Mmhmmm."

He turned and leaned against the vanity. "C'mere."

You walked towards him and he grabbed onto your hips. "Are you gonna watch the show?"

"Of course."

"But you promise me that if you're not feeling well, you'll rest?"

"I promise."

"Good girl," he said, squeezing your hips. "Give me a kiss for good luck."

You giggled and leaned forward to kiss him. Niall smiled when you pulled away. "Now I'll have a great show."

You adjusted his denim vest and giggled. "Break a leg, rockstar."

"Thanks, babe." He kissed your forehead and squeezed your hand once before he headed out of the dressing room to go on stage.

You leaned against the vanity and let out a breath as you looked at yourself in the mirror. After a minute or so, you reached into your purse, pulling out an Advil and drinking it down with a sip of water. You were feeling better, but you figured just in case.

After you found your footing and went to the bathroom, you headed to the curtain to watch Niall. He was already on the second song of the night.

You enjoyed the show just as much as you did the first night. You loved that he had a rotating setlist to keep the fans on their toes.