"Hey Ni, try these" Harry suggests, looking up towards Niall with a grin as he brandished the black skinny jeans. Niall looks up and scoffs.
"You would" he rolls his eyes but takes the jeans anyway before heading into the fitting room. Harry hears Niall grunt in effort as he tried to pull on the jeans.
"Jesus Christ Harry! Are these the tightest fucking jeans you could find?" Harry chuckles. The bolt slides back and Niall pushes the door open. He steps out and looks at Harry, raising an eyebrow. Harry studies Niall, eyes raking down his body and appraising his legs with hungry eyes.
"I like them" Harry bites his lip and advances towards Niall, circling his arms around his waist and pulling their bodies flush against each other. He presses his lips hard against Niall's and then doesn't quite pull away but smiles into Niall's lips as he tugs on his belt loops.
"It'll be difficult for me to get them off of you now though" Harry mumbles into his lips. Niall laughs as he slides his hands into Harry's back pockets before leaning back up to place his lips against Harry's again.
