perfection in imperfection itself
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You rolled over expecting a warm body and bright blue eyes looking happily back at you, but instead found an empty bed and cool, crisp air hitting your legs. you sat up and looked around.you glanced at the clock- 4:30am- you saw that the double doors that led to the balcony stood open and you saw Niall. His back was to you and for a moment you just admired the smoothness of his muscled back and the light sprinkle of freckles over his back and shoulders. You wrapped a blanket around your shoulders and walked over to him silently. you wrapped your arms around him, blanket and all. his body rumbled with a soft laugh as he brought you around so you hugged the front of his torso. He hugged you back and rested his chin on your head, where it lay on his chest. "Aren't you coming back to bed?" you asked quietly he pulled away a little and looked down at you. his eyes were sad and your eyebrows furrowed. "What's wrong?' you asked concern lacing your voice. he shook his head and looked away. you reached up and your fingertips ran along his jaw as you tilted his chin towards you. "Hey, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but whatever they're saying is wrong." you said softly. you knew he had been reading hate again and shook your head sadly "They don't matter, you're perfect to me and everyone who loves you, no one can be completely flawless, but the way you are, when you laugh or sing, or when you 're concentrated on something, what you do makes you perfect in a way." you whispered shyly. his face broke out into a grin and he swept you up bridal style, rubbing your noses together. He kissed you gently but passionately and you wrapped your arms around his neck and your fingers ran through his blonde hair, bringing him closer. when you pulled away he smiled softly. "You are perfect, and beautiful, thank you love you always know what to say, and that's why i love you." you smiled and blush crept to your cheeks. "I love you too" and he carried you back to bed settign you down gently and then crawling in after you. you both were so close to each other that your noses, and lips brushed slightly. you smiled and leaned in placing a small kiss to his lips and whispering "Night Niall." "Night my love." he whispered back huskily you buried your face in his chest and he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, kissing it before you both fell soundly asleep wrapped in a little bubble of content and perfection in imperfection itself.
