As night settled, the lads snoozed on the couch, exhausted. Niall's eyes fluttered open, finding himself on Liam's lap. A mischievous grin spread across his face.
Without a sound, Niall began planting gentle neck kisses and hickeys on Liam's skin. Liam stirred, his eyes slowly opening.
"Niall?" Liam whispered, his voice laced with sleep.
Niall's grin grew wider as he ground against Liam's lap. Liam's eyes sparkled, understanding.
Niall quietly pulled down Liam's sweatpants, revealing his growing desire. Liam's breath hitched.
With precision, Niall lowered his own sweatpants and straddled Liam. Their bodies merged, moving in sync.
They rode the wave of passion, silencing their moans to avoid waking the others.
As they finished, Niall and Liam adjusted their clothing, exchanging knowing glances.
Exhausted, they settled back into sleep.
Morning light crept through the window, illuminating the couch. One by one, the boys stirred.
Zayn stretched, yawning. "Morning."
Louis rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?"
Harry sat up, rubbing his temples. "Concert day."
Niall smiled, feeling rejuvenated.
"Let's get ready," Liam said, standing.
The boys began their pre-concert routine, fueled by coffee and camaraderie.
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When the World Sleeps
FanfictionBehind the glamour of fame, Niall's world is crumbling. Depression and self-harm threaten to consume him, but he hides his pain from the prying eyes of the public. Only in the silence of the night, when the world sleeps, does he face his demons. Lia...
