One Direction Preferences

Stubbles

Preference #46 Stubbles

Harry: The two of you haven’t gone outside in days since the start of his short break. You insisted that he rest the fatigue out, and surprisingly he’s okay with it. He was still asleep when you woke up and you tried to leave the bed to make breakfast, but as soon as you moved from the bed, he groaned and started to stir. When he stopped, you finally managed to leave and cook. As you’ve finished cooking, Harry enters the kitchen and kisses your cheek. “Morning, babe. Do you want to go out today? Maybe shop or eat out?” He sits at the counter top and takes a bite on a toast. You clean up and sit beside him, and the two of you quietly eat breakfast. I need to shave now, don’t I?” he murmurs, still eating his toast. You giggle, nodding your head. He rubs the stubble on his jaw and smiles. “I’m sorry. I must look horrible to you now.” “Of course not, Harry,” you say, and you kiss his cheek. “You’d still look good to me even if you’re bald or if you have a goatee.”

Liam: You’ve read all the articles and seen the photos of your ex-boyfriend. It was quite depressing. Unkempt hair, the stubble on his face growing into a full beard, and consistent drunk photos, Liam was just a mess. It was none of your business anymore. He dumped you for being too uptight after all. It was sad because the two of you have been together for two years, and you were only “uptight” because you cared. One night, however, you receive a distressed call from Andy. “(Y/N), we’re at the hospital right now. Liam, he… he’s been alcohol poisoned.” And you find yourself outside his room, unsure if you should go in or not. Before you could make your mind up, Ruth comes out of the room and sees you immediately, then engulfs you in a bone crushing hug. Soon, you are in his room, and it’s just the two of you, and he is still asleep. But when he wakes from his slumber, you call for the nurses and you are beside him. “Jesus, Liam. Just because you grew your kidney back doesn’t mean you should abuse it.” You assist him as he tried to sit up, and you hand him a glass of water. “(Y/N), you’re here…” “Of course I’m here. Andy called me. Seriously, Liam, I don’t know what I’d do to make sure you’re safe without me here.” “Stay…” He looks apologetic, and you smile at him. “Do you honestly think I won’t?”

Louis: You watch him proudly from the sidelines, and even there, you can see how happy he is. A year after One Direction parted ways, Louis was immediately scouted by Doncaster Rovers to be an official player. It has always been a dream of his to play, so he accepts the offer. The boys still watch him from time to time, but you’re sure to watch all his games. He looks more mature now, his stubble now a part of his signature look, and he looks as free as ever. He’s not as nervous as his game with the Celtics, and people no longer booed him. The football fans have accepted him as a professional football player, and he’s gained a following outside the fangirls from his One Direction days. He becomes the crowd favorite. And you would cheer with the fans as he scored yet another goal. What you loved, however, was when the game ends, he runs to you and gives you a swift peck on the lips before he runs back to the locker room to change.

Niall: He is back from tour, and you wait for him patiently at the airport, a guard beside you to keep you safe from the fans. When he sees you, he runs to you, and you stare at him, noticing the slight change in his face. He awkwardly rubs his jawline, nudging you playfully with his bag. “Is it weird? Ugly? I can shave it if you want.” You shake your head and you touch the stubble on his jaw. “No, no. I was just surprised. But it looks nice on you, Horan. Feels nice, too. I missed you.” He laughs and wraps his arms around you, and kisses your cheek. “Thank god. I’ve been growing this the whole tour and yeah. I missed you, too.”

Zayn: You just love it when Zayn comes back from a trip, because when you’re still asleep when he comes back, he crawls on the bed and hugs you from behind. And you are instantly awake because you are overwhelmed by his scent and presence. He nuzzles his head on your neck, and you turn around, giggling lightly because the stubble on his jaw tickles you. He kisses you on your lips and whispers, “Babe, I missed you. Go back to sleep now, yeah?”