Louis: The sight of you curled in the bed sheets with nothing but a pair of underwear and his shirt that hung on your body perfectly made him smile. Not just the side smirk he usually does but a full on, take up my whole face smile. His pillow In between your arms, and your face hurried into the fabric where his sweet smell lingered. It made Louis feel special, that you needed him more than he thought. He dropped his suitcase and undid his pants, letting them fall to floor along with his stuffy shirt to curl up to your body on your side of the bed that was cold and untouched. Letting him know that you slept on his side more than a few times.
Niall: Your brows were furrowed from sleep. Fingers clinging onto the pillow that Niall's head would fall on, on any other night, but tonight it was different. He slept on the couch with alcohol stench breaths that cascaded your face when he first walked into the old apartment you shared. Tears fell down your face. Not quite asleep yet because he promised but all these promises swirl in your mind. What else has he broken? The sound of heavy boots echoed off the floor boards next to your door, trying to stay calm you slammed your eyes shut. Listening to the door open and his feet pad through the dark room. For a moment you heard nothing but felt a slobbery kiss on your cheek from your side of the bed and his lanky arms wrap around you.
Liam: He knew something was up we hen there were no more juice boxes in the fridge and the hidden stash of chocolate was all gone. You had been to his apartment while he was gone. The thought made him smile and stumble upstairs to go to sleep and ring you in the morning. But the idea was cut short when he saw you sprawled out on his bed with messy hair, his socks on your feet, and his shirt. Liam chuckled to himself as he moved around the room to get a better view of his girlfriend clinging to one of his pillows with a small from itched on her face. He missed your touch as he got into the bed, snaking his arms to hold you into his chest. The warmth radiated off your body sent your boyfriend into a deep sleep with a small smile.
Harry: He cooed at the sight which made his heart warm with delight. Your small mug of tea and a book you'd been reading before he left was resting on the night stand beside his side of the bed, where you were. Sweat trickled down the side of your face. It seems obvious to him that you weren't sleeping well even though you took his whole pillow into your arms, choking it with all your life trying to still smell him after a few months of him being gone. He still couldn't wipe the smile off his face, he hadn't even expected you to be there. Waiting for him on his side of e bed. It was a simple but sweet gesture that made his heart flare with excitement. He stripped of hi clothes and slipped into the bed to wrap himself, into you entirely.
Zayn: He wasn't surprised, the way your chest heaved up and down as if breathing was so easy without him bit he knew for a fact it wasn't. He could clearly see the dark circles under your eyes from lack of sleep and stress because he wasn't there to hold you through the toughest time of your life with finals and your dad passing. These were the moments that he wishes his job didn't get in the way of everything. He stood at the door for a few moments taking it in. Your tips of your fingers twitching as if you were suddenly going to wake up and reach for your fiancé that was standing in the doorway. Or your hair and the mutters under your breathe that called his name with every heave.
