You fall asleep and he carries you, preference:
Niall: It was probably 11:00 and you’d been in the car for an hour. Your mind was fuzzy and it was so warm and you were so full and he must have noticed because he chuckled. He snuck a glance at you before settling his eyes back on the road. “You tired, baby?” You mumbled and nuzzled your head into the seatbelt as he continued to smile. It seemed as if a second later you were pressed against a wall of warm and cologne and Niall. You opened your eyes a little, shivering at the sensation of the cold around you. “Go back to sleep, love, I’ve got you.”
