Imagines with Niall Horan

63. He has a guys night

"Someone turn the DVD menu off," Zayn whined, rubbing his eyes. "It's so annoying. I want to sleep."

Louis fumbled in the dark for the remote. "No, we have to watch the bonus features," he said. "The blooper reel is hilarious."

"Why are you so awake?" Zayn whined.

"You've been to these before," Liam shrugged. He took a swig of his Mountain Dew and wiped his mouth on his shirtsleeve. "There is no sleeping."

"But Harry's asleep," Zayn whined, pointing lazily at Harry's sleeping bag.

Harry raised a hand, still facedown in his pillow. "'mwake!" he said.

"See?" Louis said, jabbing at the buttons. "Harold's awake. Liam and me are awake."

"Niall, what about you?" Louis asked.

"I'm awake," Niall grinned. He shifted the heavy blanketed bundle cuddled over his knees. "The jury's still out on Y/N though."

"...donmaefunnameimjustired..."

Liam snickered. "What was that, Y/N?" he asked.

Niall smoothed her hair. "I believe she said 'don't make fun of me, I'm just tired'," he translated. Y/N held out a sleepy thumb's up.

"Well, wake her up," Louis said. "We haven't even gotten to the MarioKart tournament. Which I will win, by the way."

"...noyouwonimmagonnagetroalina."

"What?"

Liam glanced back at his friends on the couch. "I think that was 'no, you won't, I'm going to get Rosalina'," he said. "She's right, you know. As long as she plays Rosalina, she usually wins."

Louis scowled. "That's a challenge," he said. "Niall, wake up your girlfriend. I'm gonna kick her ass at MarioKart."

"I don't know, she's pretty hard to wake up," Niall warned.

"Wake her up, Horan, by any means necessary," Louis ordered, chucking a stray cheese doodle at him.

"Except for sex," Liam chimed in. "Don't wake her up with sex."

Niall grinned and pulled his mostly-asleep girlfriend closer to his chest. "Y/N", he whispered, dropping a light kiss on the top of her head. "Y/N, wake up."

She scrunched up her nose. "...donwannatoosleepy," she mumbled.

Niall kissed the tip of her nose. "Wake up, babe," he singsonged. "Good morning. Rise and shine."

Y/N frowned and turned her face away. Niall nuzzled her cheek. "Come here. Let me kiss you," he said.

Y/N shook her head. "...naaahtoosleepyferkissies," she mumbled.

Niall tugged her over easily and kissed her soft sleep-slack lips. "Come here and let me kiss you," he grinned. "I'm gonna kiss you."

Y/N sort of kissed him back, closed-mouth and drowsy. "...mmmthazznice..." she murmured.

Niall kissed her gently. She was warm and cuddly and pliable in his arms as she kissed him back softly, sometimes nearly missing his mouth. Niall smiled. There was just something he liked about kissing Y/N when she was so sleepy, when she was vulnerable and fragile and needy like she never was when she was awake. Now she just seemed like something precious that needed to be handled carefully.

"Wake up, baby," Niall whispered, kissing her soft and warm and slow. "Time to wake up."

She snuggled closer, her tee shirt riding up as she slid her arms around Niall's neck. "I like this," she murmured into his shoulder. "Kiss me more."

A pillow flew across the room and smacked them in the face. Niall jumped back, startled. "What was-"

"I told you no sex," Liam accused.

"But we weren't, we were just-"

A white Wiimote soared across the living room and bounced off the wall onto Y/N's lap. "All right, you're on," Louis said. "Pick your cart and let's do this thing."

"Offroader," Y/N mumbled, fumbling into a sitting position and plunking down on Niall's knees. "I only play Rosalina in the offroader, and I'm going to kick your ass."

Niall attempted to smooth down her hair; it was currently sticking straight up. "You do that, babe," he said. "Kick Tomlinson's ass."

Zayn picked up his controller and shook it sleepily. "You took baby Mario," he whined. "Gimme back baby Mario. I only play baby Mario."

"That is so lame," Harry said, shaking his head.

Zayn stuck out his lower lip in a pout. "I'm gonna throw this at you," he threatened.

"Malik. Pick your character. We're waiting on you."

Y/N sat up in Niall's lap, already perking up. "It doesn't matter, I've got Rosalina," she boasted as Niall slid his arms around her waist.

"Yeah, so?" Louis said.

"So I'm going to kick your ass! And I'm picking the track. Coconut Mall! We're doing Coconut Mall!"

"Oh, yeah, you'd pick Coconut Mall."

"Shut up! It's the best track! I'm going to kick your ass!"

And she did. Soundly.