Niam Smut

» Wanted The D «

Niall walked up to the house, his house, their house, his mind racing. He and Liam had done pretty much nothing but fight for the last 2 months, and he knew exactly why. Niall was in love with Liam, and every time he thought about it, he hated it, and he would always end up snapping at Liam for it. He'd tried writing those 'letters to no one' that people say help so much, but all it did was make him feel like a coward. Niall opened the door and called to Liam, but saw he was sitting on the couch,

"Hey, Li, wanna go..." he stopped, noticing the piece of paper in Liam's hand, "Where did you-"

"Niall, why didn't you, what is this?" Liam gestured to the note he was clutching.

"I-I..." Niall stuttered, his back pressed against the front door, "It's a note..." He whispered quietly after Liam chuckled, fucking CHUCKLED, "Yeah, I can see that much." he ran his fingers through his hair and stood up making his way towards the Irish boy, "but why? Why a note?"

"What was I supposed to do?", he mumbled, looking at the floor.

"Uhm, how about if there's something wrong, you tell me." he hissed. "We're best friends Niall, there's not room for this!" he waved the paper about.

He reached out his hand out and crushed the paper, "Then forget it, Liam." He shook his head, trying to walk past him.

Liam grabbed Niall by the wrist, keeping him from leaving, "No, Niall you're, you're right." he sighed, "We need to talk about, well, this."
"N-no... You know everything now. You shouldn't have to worry." He didn't try to move, but he couldn't look up at him.
"Why would I be worried?" Liam said, but it ended up coming out as nothing more than a whisper.

"I don't know. I just mean not to bother with this situation..." He looked up, his facial expressions are soft, even though his anger. That's one thing that made Niall fall so hard. He always cared.

"Why," Liam tried to collect himself, "why haven't you told me before?"

He shook his head, "I couldn't..."

"Well that's silly," he smirked. "Now look, all you've done is wasted our time." Niall looked up confused but before he could speak, Liam pressed his lips to the younger boys. After a moment of shock, Niall sunk into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Liam's torso. Feeling the hands on his back, and taking then as a 'go ahead' Liam pushed them back until Niall's back hit the door. Niall pulled away from his lips slightly, looking up at him before kissing him again, only gentler, full of love. Liam smiled into the kiss. In all the times he'd wanted to tell Niall how he feels, he'd never imagined it like this, never this perfect. Niall disconnected their faces and laid his head on Liam's shoulder, not knowing what to do or think at the moment. His arms still wrapped tightly around the older boy, his face buried in his neck Liam placed his chin on the blonde's head and sighed contently, "So how long have you, well."

"Waited?" He mumbled against Liam's skin.
Liam laughed, "Yeah, I was gonna say, 'wanted the D' but you know, that sounds a little better."

He picked his head up and cocked his eyebrow, "Nice way to put it, Li."

"You know me and my articulate nature." he winked, "so how long?"

"A while..." He shrugs, putting his head back down.

"Well, I'm not sure if I'm more upset with you or with myself for not saying anything." Liam rolled his eyes.

"Not saying anything?" He questioned, looking up at him slightly "Yeah," we could have done this a 'while' ago. Saved some trouble. And a bed." he smirked.

Niall bit his lip, "I guess that's true. I just didn't know you felt like that."

"Me either," Liam smiled, "I was entirely convinced I had fallen for a straight man."
He chuckled, "So was I... Guess we were both being stupid."