he don't like the lights ♡ ziall/zustin/jiall au [COMPLETE]

eight

"this is strange," niall whispers.

"strange?" justin asks. 

zayn is out grocery shopping, claiming he misses the simple domesticity, and justin and niall are at home. niall is attempting to read a book, but he keeps getting distracted when he thinks about how he has two boyfriends.

"strange," niall confirms.

"how so, sweetheart?" justin says, and niall's cheeks go pink just at the pet name.

"i...i'm not used to feeling like this about..." he swallows, cheeks pinking more, "about someone who's not zayn." when he manages to bravely peek up at justin's face, he's annoyed to see him smirking.

"so what you're saying is, you're intimidated by how much you like me." justin's voice is annoyingly cocky, and niall scowls.

"no, you poop nugget! i'm just saying it's weird!"

"i know, baby," justin chuckles, "i'm just messing with you. you're so cute."

niall is still scowling, and he sticks his bookmark in his book and sets it on the table. justin grabs him by the waist and pulls him into his lap, and niall runs his fingers through justin's hair a few times affectionately.

"can i kiss you?" justin asks, very gently. his hands are still on niall's waist.

"yes," niall responds, his heart rate picking up, and it continues to increase until justin kisses him. then it feels like his heart stops altogether, like he's been struck by lightning or he's died, maybe, but it's wonderful. it's so wonderful. and when justin breaks the kiss, niall is immediately whining, lurching forward, gasping out, "more!"

justin lets out a laugh, but he doesn't have the heart to tease him about it because he's feeling the exact same. he feels like his heart is going to beat straight out of his chest, like he needs to kiss niall and never stop. "you're so cute. it's going to kill me," justin murmurs, his fingers warm on niall's back under his shirt. his hands haven't moved, still resting on his hips, running tiny circles into his skin.

"you're not allowed to die," niall responds. his hands go up to cup justin's cheeks and he kisses him again, another mind-melting one. he is lost in the kiss quickly, and he loves every second of it. he loves this, he's decided, he loves kissing justin. when he pulls back, justin leans forward and nuzzles his nose against niall's.

"you think zayn'll be back soon?"

niall shrugs. "he loves grocery shopping. he made me spend three hours there once."

justin laughs. that does sound very much like zayn. "i have an idea. you wanna surprise him with dinner when he gets back?"

niall lights up like the sweet, little star he is. "can we make lasagna? he loves lasagna."

justin nods. "what my princess wants, he shall get." niall beams, climbing off of justin's lap and tugging him into the kitchen. justin's favorite thing is how small niall is compared to him, and he loves hugging his tiny boyfriend from behind.

"you are a distraction," niall states, and justin kisses the back of his head.

"of course i am. the best kind."

"nerd," niall replies, but he lets out a stream of giggles when justin leans in and peppers kisses to his cheek.

"can i kiss you again?" justin asks, voice breathy in niall's ear, making the blond shiver.

"you don't have to ask," niall answers, and justin lifts him by the waist and sets him on the counter, standing between his legs so they're about the same height. justin is a very good kisser, and niall loses track of time until the door to the apartment opens and zayn strolls in, arms full of grocery bags.

"oops, am i interrupting?" he asks, smirking, and niall blushes madly as justin helps him off the counter.

"if you'd waited a few more minutes you'd have gotten a real show," justin responds cheekily, and niall swats his arm, blushing even more.

"hi, baby boy," zayn coos as niall tucks himself against his side. he hugs zayn hard; he's still not used to him being home, and it makes him so happy that he is. "hi, baby boy number two," he greets justin, grinning wickedly.

"rude," justin responds, but he kisses zayn back when he leans in. "niall's the only baby boy here. you shall refer to me as 'manly man.'" niall stifles a laugh, and justin raises an eyebrow at him. "oh, baby boy, don't make me prove it."

that makes niall blush (but then again, what doesn't?) and he hides his face in zayn's shirt. zayn chuckles fondly, peppering kisses to the top of his sweet boy's head. he's about to coax niall out of hiding when the oven goes off, which gets niall out of hiding on its own. 

"surprise!" niall cheers, setting the lasagna on the stovetop. zayn's entire expression goes soft. "we're so happy you're home that we made you your favorite."

"you guys," zayn murmurs, voice so fond. he pulls them both into his arms, kisses them both. he loves them both so much it aches sometimes. "i love you so much."

niall beams, nuzzling his cheek between justin and zayn's chests because of the height difference. "i love you, too!"

justin kisses a spot on zayn's neck, nips it. a hiss leaves zayn's lips. "i love you, too."