Niall awoke to the distant sound of the shower water running; the clear drops hitting the porcelain. he smiled, stretching his limbs as far as he could on the white comforter, his bones cracking in satisfaction as he sighed. he stayed like this for a while, rolling onto his back, his eyes opened completely and the brightness slapped him in the face. he shut his eyes quickly as he yawned and sat up, aimlessly rubbing his eyes for a moment. he faced it, opening his eyes as he stood. he strolled across the floor, the cold surprising his skin. he adjusted quickly to this sudden wake, knowing that his boyfriend was the one occupying the shower.
he smiled to himself as he heard the loud water shut off, stopping in the hallway, their bathroom door closed inches from him. he sighed and smiled and waited a few seconds before opening the door; the wood creaked obnoxiously, and the fading steam brushed Niall's face. Zayn had obviously just gotten out of the hot stream, his back facing Niall, a fluffy white towel wrapped around his middle. Niall smiled in dire fondness, sighing as he took in the peaceful sight of him, walking across the tiled bathroom, his feet padding. Zayn's head turned to the side, and Niall couldn't help but blush when his beautiful, caramel eyes glistened in the sunlight. the windows were high in the bathroom, but they still allowed the bright sunlight to pour into the room and showcase Zayn's impeccable skin tone. his tattoos stood out, the ink prominent on his smooth skin.
Niall reached him, sighing before he placed his shaky, hesitant hands on the back of the towel, his fingertips gripping the material and pulling it from Zayn's body, slowly dropping it to the floor. Zayn shivered as Niall's hands ran down his waist and pulled away. the blonde was distracted, his gaze was suddenly fixated on the water droplets lingering around Zayn's neck, and how they had slowly begun to trickle down the skin. Niall let out an undoubtably hot breath, scaring a droplet and chasing it down Zayn's back. he bent and caught it with his tongue, licking up Zayn's spine. Niall wasn't used to the way Zayn was in this moment. he was never timid and controlled, he always- lovingly- demanded to run the situation. he could throw Niall around and completely dominate him, while making him feel extremely loved. this morning was different though. maybe it was the sunlight that was softening his heart and making him melt for Niall, or maybe he just needed it- maybe they both needed a change. maybe all the stress from work was making Zayn vulnerable, or maybe he had been self demeaning about every little thing in the work place like he often does. Niall sighed at the thought, biting his lip.
Niall reattached his hands to Zayn's waist, slowly moving them to his lower back. he watched as goosebumps rose on Zayn's skin, his muscles flexing with every slight twitch in Niall's fingers. Niall moved his pale hands down to Zayn's bum, following it's curve as he placed a soft kiss upon Zayn's neck. he could feel Zayn's pulse speed up as his chest was pressed to the boy, and he couldn't help but feel slightly proud of that. his own heart was going a mile a minute, and he was sure that Zayn could feel it. he felt his blush spreading across his body, amazed at how much Zayn affected him. he moved to kiss Zayn's neck again; this time it was slower as he moved up further, softly biting Zayn's earlobe, and he gasped.
"I love you, Z." Niall's voice was scratchy and quiet. it wasn't necessarily the time to say it, but he found himself saying it so often that he deemed it appropriate. he heard Zayn mutter the words back to him, his back arched into Niall's touch, and Niall's hands were now on Zayn's slender hips as he guided him to turn and walk back into their room. Zayn stuttered and began to ask questions, but Niall shushed him and sped up their pace. when they reached the bed, it was silent; the way Zayn suddenly knew to crawl on the bed and rest his body weight upon his elbows, his back curved as he stuck out his bum; the marvelous, soft skin completely on display for the blonde. Niall's lip was still in between his teeth as he kneeled behind Zayn, his hand now tracing nonsensical patterns on the back of Zayn's thigh. the tan boy flinched, but arched his back deeper, and Niall made a small, low growl in his throat at the sight.
"so gorgeous, Z."
