One Direction: Preferences and Imagines (Tumblr)

He See's You With Kids

Harry: His eyes were attached to you while you played with your little cousin. He watched from afar as you ran around the living room, almost acting like a little kid yourself. Something inside him was screaming that he could have this. That he could see this sight every day if he wanted to. In his mind the only way he knew how to achieve this was by making you his wife. For now though, he watched with a smile playfully spreading across his face.

Zayn: He watched as you with complete desire. Not the passionate kind, but the kind you have when you truly want something. You were at the same level as the crying boy. He watched as you picked the little boy and placed him on your hip. In no time, he was lacing your hand with yours and wandering aimlessly as you tried to find his mum. In his mind he was picturing this to be an everyday regular occurrence. A grin was spread ear to ear and wasn't leaving anytime soon.

Liam: All he could think of was how good a newborn baby looked in your arms. That was followed by several dirty thoughts, which he shook from his head all too fast. His face was plastered with a smile watching you walk around the small room, cooing and just being a natural mom. He wanted more than anything in the entire world to make that his kid and watch this moment whenever he pleased. His mind was racing with conversation ideas as you slowly approached him.

Niall: A giggle erupted from the small tent of blankets that was set in his living room. With a moment hesitation, he crawled in to check out the mystery. When he saw you curled up with a little girl half on top of you, his senses went blank. An image of the future and getting to wake up to this for years appeared in front of his eyes. Hands tickling him brought him back to the present and couldn't help but laugh as the little girl pulled him in to join the little party.

Louis: He finally made it home after a few months. Searching the house for his prized procession, he found you in a spare bedroom. Your whole body was over the blankets while the little boy was tucked up to his chin. He watched as you continued to read the book in your hands not skipping a beat. His heart sank before thinking that he could have this exact moment. His body filled with joy as he leaned against the door frame. Taking a mental image, he let himself get lost in your words and his world.