His long, slender arm slithers behind your waist, slowly rubbing the small of your back. Your body is facing his, your hands resting on his chest, as he breathes, his stomach moving up and down at a rate that steadies your breathing.
Thinking Niall is asleep, you look up at him, watching his perfect face. Suddenly his lips curve into a smile, and eyes open really wide, making you jump.
You slap his chest playfully. "You scared me!" You giggle.
He looks down at you, and his other hand's fingers run through your hair. "(Y/N), you're beautiful," he whispers, kissing your hair.
You blush and lean up, kissing his lips. "Don't let me go," you whisper.
He smiles into the kiss. "Never."
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Imagines (from my Instagram)
FanfictionSome of these used to be personal imagines that I have edited to be "Normal imagines" and I added titles to them as well. Imagines from my Instagram (@horanbuttkisser)
