One Direction Preference

You walk in on him

Louis-

You woke up to the ensuite shower turning on, the warm steam drifting out under the door. You roll onto your side, pushing yourself up and running your fingers through your knotty hair, brushing it off your forehead. Your mouth tastes sour as you tumble off the side of the bed. You shuffle over to the ensuite door and sliding it open, the fog blurring your morning eyes. They adjust to the bathroom light and you pace over the the shower, tugging the curtain back.

"MORNING LOU- oh fuck. Louis." You whine and he turns his back to you, grinning over his shoulder as he gives a sharp tug on his dick, sending cum shooting all over the wall as he shudders.

"Morning babe." He calls back, splashing water on the wall as he leans back and gives you a kiss on the mouth.

"You dork." You laugh, tugging the shower curtain shut as he pouts down at his now almost flaccid penis.

Harry-

"Don't stop. Coz you know that I like it." You sang softly as you turned the key in the lock, psuhing the door open as you pulled your headphones out. You set the groceries down next to the kitchen door softly, hearing a muffled whimper from Harry's bedroom. Tiptoeing down the hallway, you nudge the door to his room open, peeking around the corner.

"Argh fuck." Harry grunts, butt raising into the air before his hips lower back down to rut into the sheets. His back arches, hands fisting the sheets.

"This definitely breaks the house-mate agreement." You say and Harry starts in the bed, pulling the sheets around his body as he shrieks.

"Y/N GET OUT!" He cries out in panic, sending a tissue box at your head. You duck away from the box, flipping him the finger as he falls back onto the bed.

Zayn-

You pace around the kitchen, shoving random things into the kids lunch boxes. They eat their breakfast quickly, shoving the plates into the sink before they pick up their bags, thanking you as the take their lunch boxes with him.

"Have fun at school guys." You smile, ushering them out the door as they yell a quick goodbye to Zayn, running over to the school bus. The door shuts with a soft click as you run a hand through your hair, taking the stairs two at a time in an angry rush to get upstairs.

"Zayn baby, you didn't come downstairs to help. Do you need me to ca- Oh." You giggle, leaning into the doorframe as Zayn's eyes open slowly, hand still at his dick as a blush creeps across his cheeks. He throws a pillow over his face, laughing into it as he grips the base of his rock hard penis, precome dribbling out the top.

"So that's what's going on up here huh?"

"Shuddup y/n!" He gushes, rolling onto his stomach and eliciting a pained groan.

Liam-

"Hey Y/N!" Zayn greets as he pulls the door open. You kiss his cheek, stepping inside as he shuts the door behind you.

"How've you been Zayn?" You ask, popping the cap off a beer as Zayn spreads himself out on the couch.

"Pretty tired. Touring wears me out a bit. Liam's in his room by the way." He mumbles, waving his hand slightly as you tiptoe down the corridor. You push the door to his room open, beer spraying your feet as you cough.

"Y/N!" He screams, shutting the laptop off and pulling his blanket tight around him, his little tent evident. "Zayn I trusted you, you bitch!" Liam yells as Zayn bursts into laughter from the living room of the hotel. You lean into the doorframe, shaking your head as the noises start up from Liam's computer again and he shrieks, throwing it onto the floor with a loud bang.

"Did you just break my computer?" Zayn yells and you turn in time to see him trip over his feet in his hurry to throttle Liam.

Niall-

Niall walks into the livingroom, sweating slightly as his eyes skim the bookshelf, fingertips brushing against the spines.

"What are you looking for, my dear?"

"50... 50 shades of grey. Harry... Harry said it was pretty good." Niall mumbles, blushing.

"First level, near the middle." Niall locates the book, shuffling to your bedroom. You rub your eyes, turning the side-lamp off and setting your book down onto the table. You pick yourself up from the couch, finishing your tea and making your way down to your bedroom and turning the knob to the sound of muffled grunts.

"Hello Niall." You smirk, pretending to not notice the tent in his pants and the hurried hand pulled out of his underwear. He flushes even pinker, hip stuttering a bit as you eye his hands fisted into the sheets.

"I think you should finish." You whisper, laying down and pulling the covers over yourself, falling asleep to the grunts and whimpers.

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Sorry that they progressively got longer, if you have a problem with it then don't be afraid to speak up <3