Zalien Invazion

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     Zayn wakes up late the next morning feeling more confused now then he was the night before. He didn't even know he had fallen asleep until he had slowly opened his eyes. But, he still can't help but smile happily.
     "Good morning Liam," he says as he slowly rolls over, only to be sorely disappointed to not see the large man that he remembered had fallen asleep next to him the night before. He soon realizes he is alone in the small dark bedroom.
    "Liam?" He calls quietly, his voice still sore and tired. Without an answer, he sighs sadly and lays in bed for a couple minutes, taking his time to wake up.
    He can't help but smile as his thoughts automatically drift toward the memories of last night and all the reminders of it. The burning in his thighs, his messy tangled hair, disheveled sheets strewn everywhere.
     The feeling of Liam's warm smooth skin was forever stuck in his memory as he imagined his soft lips on his own and his large hands on his body. Every time he closes his eyes, Zayn can see Liam's perfect beautiful body; every curve and muscle all made to perfection. Liam was the most beautiful human Zayn had ever seen and he couldn't believe he was all his.  
    Zayn just couldn't stand the loneliness anymore. He needed to see Liam again. Slowly, he pulls himself off the bed and stands up, his legs weak under him and making him stumble around for a bit until he finally can regain his balance.
     Because of the slight chill in the air, he picks up a shirt off the floor and slips it onto his shoulders. The plaid shirt is too big for him and hangs around his thighs like a short dress and the sleeves were floppy around his small hands. He laughs at himself but doesn't really care and hopes Liam wouldn't mind if he wore one of his shirts.
     "Liam?" Zayn calls again, his voice stronger this time as he opens the bedroom door.
     "In the kitchen baby boy," Liam finally replies. Zayn smiles happily and awkwardly walks through the hallway to the kitchen where he sees Liam cooking something.
     Zayn can't help but laugh when he sees Liam standing at the stove and wearing no clothes but a small red apron tied around his waist.
     "Morning, handsome," Liam greets with a grin as he quickly glances over his shoulder at Zayn.
     "Hey," Zayn replies shyly as Liam turns back to his work.
     "Sleep okay?" Liam asks.
      "Oh yeah. It was kinda nice actually.... I think I finally know why you humans do it all the time," Zayn replies.
      "It's the best part of the day. Just to get under the blankets and be all warm and comfortable then just sleep for hours. Mmmm, it's perfect," Liam shakes his head longingly making Zayn laugh.
     "How long have you been up?" Zayn asks.
       "About 20 minutes. Not too long," Liam answers with a shrug. "But... Instead of listening to you snore away all morning, I decided to make you breakfast," Liam adds.
     Zayn smiles as he walks over to the stove to better see what Liam was doing.
    "Smells good," Zayn says as he leans over Liam's shoulder.
     "You Know, I thought you would be hungry," Liam shares with a grin.
      "I'm ztarving!!" Zayn exclaims as he rests his hands on his little tummy.
      "You should be," Liam agrees. "Especially after all the hard work you did last night," he adds with a smirk.
     "No... I didn't do anything," Zayn tells Liam with a crooked grin. "You did all the hard work," he adds as he awkwardly shifts his weight onto one leg. "All I had to do was just... Sit there and take it," Zayn adds making Liam laugh.
     "Like I said. You did all the hard work," he repeats jokingly. Zayn rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
     "I mean.... I guess I did work hard too... So.... I guess we both get breakfast then," Liam reasons happily.
    "Yeah... That zounds good," Zayn agrees before a long yawn.
      "You still tired?" Liam asks in surprise.
       "A little bit," Zayn agrees.
       "guess you should go to sleep early tonight, huh?" Liam suggests.
      "Only if you're with me," Zayn tells him.
      "Of course," Liam says as Zayn wraps his arms around his waist, pulling his large naked body closer to his own.
     "Where else would I be?" Liam asks with a smile as he kisses Zayn's messy hair then rests a hand on his smooth cheek. Zayn smiles and rests his head on Liam's shoulder.
     "So, besides tired, how do you feel now that it's the dreaded 'morning after'?" Liam asks.
     "Hungry," Zayn mutters.
      "No! Besides hungry!!" Liam laughs.
        "But I am hungry....." Zayn mumbles . "But I guess I also feel pretty good and amazing. But I am really really sore and everything hurts right now but I guess it was worth it," he shrugs.
     "I'm glad it was worth it then," Liam smiles down at the floor.
      "How do you feel??" Zayn asks as he presses a finger to Liam's chest.
     "Me? I feel pretty amazing," Liam replies.
      "Hey!! That's what I zaid! You can't zteal my word!" Zayn claims defensively.
       "If you can steal my shirt, I can 'zteal your word'," Liam says with a smug grin. Zayn glances down at the flannel he wore and smiles guiltily.
     "It's comfortable," he explains.
      "And none of your clothes are comfortable?" Liam asks as he raises an eyebrow suspiciously.
      "I guess they are but I don't wanna wear My clothes, I wanna wear your clothes. If you don't mind.....," Zayn explains and Liam laughs.
      "You're too cute to get mad at Zaynie," Liam comments with a smile as he quickly kisses Zayn's lips. Zayn scoffs and decides not to bring up those 3 days Liam refused to talk to him because he was mad at Zayn. Instead, Zayn just kisses Liam back. His hands slide along Liam's hips and find their way to Liam's bum
     "Zaynie!" Liam gasps in surprise as Zayn smirks. "You're a bad man, Zayn," Liam adds as he slips his hands under his shirt Zayn wore, resting them on his small bum, slowly prying the muscles apart.
    "Woah!! Woah..... Woah..... No.... No Liam....no....." Zayn says as he jumps awkwardly and pushes himself away from Liam, holding his arms out in front of himself defensively.
    "What's wrong? Feeling a little sensitive today are we, Zaynie?" Liam asks jokingly with a proud smirk.
     "You're eggs are burning," Zayn replies sassily as he crosses his arms across his chest.
     "What?" Liam laughs. Out of all the things Zayn could have said, Liam was not expecting that.
     "The eggs? The food you're cooking? It's burning," Zayn reminds him. Liam glances over his shoulder and sees the eggs on top of the stove slowly turning a light brown shade around the corners. 
      "I got a little distracted...." He excused himself with a smile as he scoops the eggs into a bowl. He opens the oven and takes out a huge plate filled with pancakes, sausage, bacon, and biscuits.
     "Oh my god Liam!!" Zayn gasps in surprise.
      "What's wrong? I thought you were hungry?" Liam says in confusion but with a smile .
     "I can't eat all of that... I'd probably die..." Zayn shares with wide eyes as Liam pulls out a chair for him to sit down on.
     "But you're not the only one eating it," Liam informs him as he sits down across from Zayn.
     "Oh yeah.... You're eating too," Zayn remembers.
      "Well I'm not gonna go through all this trouble to make all this and not have any of it," Liam explains as he starts shoveling piles of food onto his plate. With a happy smile, Zayn picks up a small biscuit to nibble on while he waited for Liam to finish.

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