1D Preferences and Imagines

Snow Days.....

Harry: Are when Harry doesn't let you get out of bed until noon. You dress in one of his jumpers, leggings and fuzzy socks before heading downstairs to make chocolate chip pancakes and bacon. Harry eventually joins you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You blush shyly as Harry rains kisses down the side of your neck. He smiles brightly as he settles down next to you for the day, happy that he gets to spend time alone with his girl.

Niall: Are full of cuddling and kisses. You shiver as he gets up, pausing to gently kiss your bare shoulder. He walks out of the room, returning a few minutes later with a bowl of freshly-made popcorn and some hot cocoa. You, on the other hand, put on Niall's red and black plaid flannel over your tank top. At first, he doesn't notice. After you finish your hot cocoa, Niall pulls you into his arms, smirking when he realizes you've been wearing his shirt the whole time. He passionately kisses you, then mumbles in your ear. "Y/N... you know what that does to me," he says, voice husky. "Hmm?" you murmur, looking up at him innocently. "Wearing my clothes... you look so good." You giggle shyly, leaning back into the pillows as Niall kisses you again.

Louis: Are filled with snowball fights and cold kisses as snow continues to fall around you. "I love you," Louis says, as the two of you survey your work. A snowman and a snowwoman sit proudly on the lawn. You smile, saying, "I love you too." Louis smiles, pulling you into his arms and pressing his lips to yours. You return his affection happily. Suddenly, you attention was pulled away from Louis when you feel something wet slide down your back. You squeak in surprise before turning to glare at your boyfriend. He shrugs apologetically, just before you turn and walk inside. "Angel," Louis says, helping you out of your coat and boots. You ignore him, walking to your shared bedroom, and step out of your now wet clothes. You step into the shower, losing yourself in thought. Arms gently wrap around your waist, pulling you to a bare chest. You turned to see Louis, a hurt expression on his face. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I shouldn't have done that. Forgive me, love?" he says. You kiss him in response, saying, "Of course Lou."

Liam: Are full of sweet smells. You spend the day in the kitchen, baking up a storm. Liam settles at the breakfast bar, watching as you remove a tray of sugar cookies from the oven. "C'mere love," he says as you carefully transfer the cookies to a cooling rack. "Yes, Li?" You ask, moving to stand next to him. Liam pulls you onto his lap, pressing soft kisses to your lips. You blush shyly. "You're so cute when you get like that," he says, nuzzling his nose against your neck. You smile, giving Liam a kiss. "Li...," you giggle, "I've got to go frost those cookies" He pouts slightly, taking your hand and pressing a tender kiss to your knuckles. "Do you want to help?" you ask. Liam's face lights up happily, and he leaps up, moving to your side after washing his hands. "What do you want me to do, love?"

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