Harry - his arms shifted either side of your head, his bottom lip dropping pink and blistered from where he’d been biting down hard, groaning before his eyes dulled shut, “shit, babe… God, it’s been too long…” he leant down to kiss by your ear, “I love these,” he groaned as his hands clasped around your hips, tugging the flesh, squeezing with the tips of his fingers. You wriggled yourself away from him, insecure since you’d looked in the mirror last night, embarrassed when you felt tears well. Harry slowed down in you until he stopped, knotting his brow at your features, “babe, babe, hey, babe… hey,” he brushed a single tear that fell from your cheek, “babe, what’s wrong? Talk to me.”
"I don’t know," you mumbled, looking down, swallowing before you glanced at the ceiling like you knew what you looked like, "I just don’t feel all that… sexy right now, my hips are too big and I… I don’t know," you groaned, finishing.
"Hey, hey," Harry’s voice softened, cradling you before his arms did, "I love your hips, babe," he pulled out, nestling you close to his chest, "and you…" he pressed a fingertip to your nose, "are always sexy, and you will always be sexy, don’t ever forget that, okay?"
Liam - you felt tears that had been building all night well, as his hands slid over your arms and held onto you. He thrust once, but he caught your expression. His hips jolted a little in stopping so suddenly, and his lips parted when you looked away, ashamed of letting it spill like this, sniffling once.
"Babe," Liam’s voice cradled softly, croaking out at the end, quiet the way you heard it.
"I’m sorry," you blurted when you could, feeling him pull out and slide to the side of you, "I’m… I’m sorry," you fisted your palms to rub your eyes, "I’m being a baby, I don’t know why I’m upset. I’ve just been feeling weird all day, and…" you turned into him, curling into his chest. You felt his Adam’s apple bob when he swallowed, "it… it wasn’t me, was it?"
"No," you sighed into his skin, "no, you’re… you’re perfect," you swallowed, "I’m just being a baby."
"Hey, hey," he patted down your hair, fixing all the parts of you he’d started to undo, "no, don’t say that. Besides, you’re my baby…" he held you tighter still, wrapping his arms around your frame, "and I love you, no matter what."
Louis - his eyes growled open a little wider, as he rolled his hips down on top of you, bucking harder, his hands making fists either side of your body, “shit,” his voice cracked near the end, “God, babe…” his lips fell agape as you watched him, before scrunching your eyes to gasp loudly. You looked up again, catching Louis as he started to unravel, “babe,” he panted when he could, uttering words for the first time, “I love you…”
"I…" you choked over your own surprise, body freezing after your mind did, so Louis thrust one more time before he stopped as well, brow furrowing and concern making lines in his face.
"(Y/N)," he swallowed thickly, catching his breath, "what’s wrong?"
"You just…" you gulped, hating what was coming, tears stinging your eyes, "you just said you loved me…"
His eyes crinkled in a smile, before he embarrassed himself with it and bit his lip, “um, yeah,” his smile broke again, “yeah, I did…”
A single tear fell and you wiped it, settled under him, blinking back more when you smiled the way he did, “I love you too.”
His smile broke wider, one hand cradling your face as his thrusts started slowly again, “that’s my girl.”
Zayn - you heard his breath by your ear before he leant up again, rolling his hips and his back to dive into you, groaning at the way it felt. You arched up into him, bare chest where his eyes went when he looked down at first, “God, you’re amazing…” he grunted, giving it a little more.
"Funny," you gasped, almost laughing, pleasure riding you, "I was just about to say the same thing about you…"
"God," he breathed again, slowing down the way he dipped into you, his hands fumbling over your skin, "marry me…"
You stopped suddenly, blinking. Tears welled in your eyes as you replayed his words in your head. He dropped his eyes away before he looked up again, widening his gaze, biting his lip. You sniffed once, feeling tears spill onto your cheeks. You held him, frozen, before you said anything, “are… are you serious?”
"Yeah," Zayn breathed, smiling softly, "yeah, babe, I… I am… are those…" he swallowed, worried, "are those happy tears?"
"They are," you shook, crying a little more, your expression cringing when you leant up to kiss him, "and yes," you shook with tear-stained laughter, "yes, God, yes… I’ll marry you."
Niall - ”Fuck, babe,” he wrapped one arm around you, elbow bent and his bicep popping with the force, “God, I love your hair when it’s messy like that…” he gasped into your mouth to seal a kiss. You shifted, knocking your lips away from him.
"Niall, I…" you tore one hand from his skin, feeling up to your hair, hating how messy it was, feeling like it was all he could see. You slowed down on top of him, twisting until he made it on top of you.
"Babe," he breathed, smile fading a little at your eyes. You felt tears well before you could run them back.
"I… shit," you groaned, looking down, "I just feel like a mess right now…" you ran one hand through your hair, "I mean, you look… like that, and I… I just feel gross right now, I don’t know, I…”
"Hey," Niall held your cheeks, kissing over any other words with his lips on your mouth, "you," he kissed you once, "look amazing," he kissed you again, "baby girl, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to make you cry…" he brushed a tear that fell, "please, you look so gorgeous, baby, I love you."
