Shower imagine 3/5

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(A/N here's the rest of the imagines)

Liam:

"I'm all sweaty." You complain, breathing hard. Liam smirked and kissed the top of your head.

"Well, you wanted to go for a run. How about we take a shower together?" He asks, you smile and nod. He takes your hand leads you up to the master shower of the house, three shower heads, a seat, and glass doors.

You strip off your yoga pants and sports bra, leaving you bare for Liam's eyes. He licks his lips and opens the shower door for you, kissing your lips as you pass.

You turn the knobs making the nice cool water hit your bodies, cooling you down. Liam cranks it up a bit before taking the shampoo and massaging it into your scalp. You moan at the feeling and run your hands down his rock hard abs, grabbing the soap and washing him as well.

"You look cute with bubbles in your hair." He says smirking at you. You laugh and roll your eyes.

"Mmm you look sexy with nothing on." You say giggling a bit, he laughs and kisses you passionately. He rinses your hair out and you have the pleasure of playing with his hair while washing it.

You spend 20 minutes massaging each other, and making out, before getting out and wrapping yourselves in big fluff towels.

"We should go for runs more often, especially if this is what we come home to." You laugh.

Zayn:

You had just gotten home from school and had a bunch of homework. All you really wanted to do was go to sleep, but you knew you had to get it done. As soon as you walk into the kitchen you smile as you see Zayn had set up a table for two, with candle's roses and a nice fancy dinner.

"Hey baby. How was your day?" Zayn asks coming up behind you and giving you a hug.

"Good, but better now. Did you do all this for me?" You ask smiling,

"Yup, and I have something else planned after." He says kissing your hand before pulling out your chair and dimming the lights.

You guys eat and chat about your days until Zayn stands up taking your hand again and leading you out onto your balcony where your hot tub was. You could smell the chlorine and see the steam coming off of it.

Zayn drops his shirt and you follow his lead, stripping naked before sliding into the nice warm water. You moan as you feel the power jests massage your back. There are little candles floating in the water and Zayn hands you a whine glass with your favorite red whine. You kiss his lips before sipping it, enjoying the sound of nature and dark sky.

"Thank you so much for doing this Zayn. I really needed to relax." You say resting your head on his shoulder, he smiles and tilts your head up to kiss you.

"Anything for my girl."

Louis:

"Alright, Alright. Mercy, Uncle. I surrender." You say wiping your face from the water that Louis had just squirted at you. He laughs and kisses your lips, you had just had a full on water gun attack, and he being the goof ball he is won.

"Say it. Say it." He says, poking you with his water gun.

"Fine, Louis Tomlinson, You are the master at water fights. And are great in bed." You mutter, he smiles cheekily and kisses you. "I'm cold." You complain.

"Right, lets go get you warmed up." He says with a wink, taking your hand and leading you upstairs.

You take off your wet clothes as he starts the shower, making it hot so that steam would escape. You step in and flinch away from the water,

"That's too hot." You say pushing Louis into it so he could turn it colder.

"Oh so you would sacrifice me to make your shower colder I see how it is." He says folding his arms, and fake scowling at you.

"Honey I would sacrifice you to a bug the size of my pinkie if it meant I didn't have to kill it." You say kissing his cheek.

"I gotta start watching my sass around you. It's rubbing off." He says pinching your cheek. You slap his hand away and go under the water.

He helps you wash your hair and your body, as you help him. All in all saying Mercy wasn't so bad... especially if you got to do this after it.

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