The so called Routine

part 3

After that they didn’t jump straight away to a relationship, they spend their time with each other, getting to know the other one, but they keep the kissing thing, lazily exploring each other mouths on Zayn’s flat most of the time –because he lives alone- and exchanging quick pecks as greetings and goodbyes. After two more weeks they made it official, and surprisingly it was Zayn who made the first move this time.

“You know, I was thinking..maybe you should go with me to Liam’s birthday party, as..my date, you know..he’s been asking to know my boyfriend and all…” Zayn’s said that afternoon on his flat, Harry lift his head from the book hi was reading, limbs sprawled on Zayn’s couch.

“Oh, I’m your boyfriend now?” he says unable to stop the smile curving his lips.

“Only if you want..” And Harry get up from the couch, takes Zayn’s sketch from his lap so he could straddle him, and look at his eyes, smiling widely.

“Of course I want to! I think I’ve wanted to since the day you enter the café”and with that he kissed him, just to seal the deal. That day was the first time they made love.

Two pair of arms encircling his waist made him wakes up from his daydreaming, bringing him back to the present “Are you okay, babe?”His raven haired boyfriend says as he kisses Harry’s shoulder.

“yeah! Just spaced out” Harry answers as he turns around to face Zayn.

“Oh, I hope at least that you were thinking about me” he says between kisses at Harry´s neck, who let out a soft moan, and at that Zayn lifts his head looking at him, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Of course baby, I´m always thinking of you, I can´t stop thinking about you..¨ Harry kept they eyes locked as he says this,his hands at the back of Zayn´s neck playing with the end of his hair ¨You are all I wanna think about, and it´s like my mind can manage to bring anything else anyway, only you..” and he kissed Zayn, before he can complain about him being too cheesy, because that´s one of Zayn´s favorite activities, complaining, and Harry wouldn´t change anything about him. But today is Harry´s nostalgic day, so he would push Zayn´s nerves being the cheesiest motherfucker on town, so he started to deliver kisses all over Zayn´s neck “And I can´t believe how lucky I am…¨ He would say between kisses ¨Because you´re mine..¨ he used a finger to stretch Zayn´s t-shirt collar so he can continue his assault, this time to his collarbones ¨Because I am the one you chose to love…the one you chose to spend your time with…¨ He bites a little, and then licks and sucks at the same spot, making his mission to left a mark ¨And the one you fuck at nights..¨ And all the cheesiness disappears, and when Harry looked up from his place at Zayn´s collarbone, he could see the lust in his lover´s eyes, pupils wide making his eyes almost totally black, and he was biting his lips, trying to suppress all the moans that wanted to make their way out of his mouth.

¨Yeah… And maybe I want to fuck you tonight… Maybe even right now…¨ Zayn says a he roam his hands over Harry´s nude torso, it´s a tradition actually, Harry being almost naked every day is, it seems like he can´t stand clothes, so he would takes it all off just as he walks inside their flat, not that Zayn´s complains.. With a hand on Harry´s hips he pulls him in, grinding their hips together.