Harry - you felt soft material by the sleeve of his t-shirt graze your skin when he turned over in bed, groaning into the pillow where he buried his face, curls shaking with whatever he could see. You sighed when your eyes opened, blinking enough to adjust to the darkness, peering down at Harry when you heard him, “hey, babe,” you leant down, murmuring at first.
"(Y/N)…" your name left his lips, and you wriggled your body to lay down with him, brushing a few damp, spun-up curls from his forehead, pressing with the pad of your thumb into sweat that made a fine film over his skin.
"Haz, babe, wake up," you shook him gently, wrapping a hand around his shoulder.
"Wha-what…" Harry lurched upwards when he woke up, chest heaving when he looked over, his eyes dulling because it was so dark. He swallowed thickly, finding your eyes, your features, "b-babe?"
"Hey," you bunched the front of his t-shirt, before flattening your palm over his chest, "you had a nightmare," you leant closer, to press your forehead to his, cool skin to warm skin.
He chuckled softly, swallowing again, “I did?”
"Yeah…" you breathed, looking back at his eyes.
"I’m okay now," he murmured, dulling his lips to your skin before he threw an arm around you, helping you back down, "I’m okay now."
Liam - you lay back with the jostling of the plane softly lulling you, your legs stretched out in front of you as the plane lights dimmed. The pillow behind your head fell a little, when you leant forwards to pick up more of the blanket. You looked over at Liam, fidgeting in the seat next to you. With one hand, you gingerly raised the armrest between your bodies, and leant into him, bending your legs up as you settled again. His arm jumped next to you for a second, before he turned his head to the other side, groaning softly, his face contorting a little as he started to shake.
"Liam," you murmured his name, sitting up, watching the passengers either side of you carefully, "hey, Liam, babe," you nudged his side with one hand.
"Fuck, no, no…" Liam’s voice shook, his head knocking from one side to the other. You nudged him again, waiting for him to blink before he could open his eyes, shuffling awake, "um," he swallowed at first, his eyes still dull as he looked across at you, "babe?"
"Hey," you smiled anxiously, "you okay there, buddy?"
"Yeah," Liam smiled to his expression softening, "sorry, babe, I didn’t mean to scare you or anything. I think it was just a nightmare…"
"As long as you’re okay," you held his side again before you leant down and bent your knees up, nestling closer to him before closing your eyes.
Louis - you felt his arm slide by your skin, enough for the sheets to wriggle down a little, exposing your back to cool air from the open window by the far side of the room. You snapped awake, blinking for a few seconds before you could bear your surroundings. You sniffed, turning over to look at Louis, his skin pale in the moonlight, beads of sweat running over his forehead. You swiped a palm across his skin and pushed his mop of damp hair back, watching his lips move as soft murmurs escaped.
"Lou," you whispered his name, leaning down to him, "Lou, babe?"
"No, no, (Y/N), I, n-no, no…" he groaned, tilting into you, his eyelids fluttering.
"Lou, wake up," you pushed him gently, "wake up, babe, come on."
"(Y/N), jus-" his eyes opened wide before he sat up, groaning, his body shaking a little with the end of his nightmare. He bent his knees up and looked across at you, sighing with the flat line of his lips before he dropped his head, rubbing one hand down his face. You heard his voice sound out, "another one?"
"Yeah," you nodded softly, rubbing his back, "let’s just lay down, okay?" You helped him with his limbs still weak, "we’ll get back to sleep, yeah?"
Zayn - you tiptoed quietly into the bedroom, hand around the door to close it behind you as you walked in. You peered over to the bed at first, sheets a little stuck out at the end, Zayn curled into himself beneath them. He kicked for a second, before a gasp sounded out past his lips. You dropped your bag by the door and stepped over, looking down as he moved his arms and the tangle of the sheets with them.
"Zayn," you leant down in front of him, gingerly reaching for some part of him, "hey, baby, hey."
"Was… was, no…" he mumbled, turning his head to the other side.
"Zayn, baby, hey…" you lowered your voice, reaching for his hands. You knotted them with yours quickly, squeezing to wake him up.
"Fuck," he shook as his eyes opened, his body lurching up to a sitting position. You fell back from your knees an inch, peering across at him. His chest rose and fell as he turned to look at you, "b-babe?" He narrowed his eyes, cheeks flushed and a fine sheen of sweat along his forehead.
"Hey," you broke a smile and reached a hand to hold his cheek, "you okay?"
Zayn swallowed, “let me guess, I was having a nightmare…”
"Yeah," you breathed, still smiling, "but it’s okay," you pressed your hand to his cheek a little more, "it’s over now…"
"Yeah," Zayn replied quietly, finding your eyes in the dark, "I know it’s okay now, you’re here."
Niall - you felt the bed shake, Niall’s legs next to yours, a little kick when he moved and fidgeted again. You blinked a few times into waking up before you could turn over in bed, feeling his weight by your side, arms struggling by his head, hair an unruly mess, “babe, no…” he groaned into the pillow, “n-no, no, babe…”
"Niall," you wrapped a palm around his arm, shaking him, "Niall…"
"Jus’ g-go, babe, n-no…" his voice turned, a little muffled and more from the fabric of the pillow beneath him.
"Niall, babe, wake up," you shook him a little harder, feeling his bicep tighten under your hand before he loosened himself and opened his eyes, struggling up to the headboard.
He squinted towards you in the darkness, ruffling his hair, “babe? Everything okay?”
"You tell me," you chuckled, "you were having a nightmare or something…"
Niall let half a smile happen, “I was? Can’t even remember it…” he shook his head down, swallowing, “oh well,” he sighed, stretching an arm, “come here, babe.”
