Liam: He was prepared to surprise you with breakfast in bed in the eve of your birthday. Unfortunately, you have the habit of waking up at the slightest of sounds. So as he tries his hardest to work quietly on your meal, the clatter of pans disrupts your light slumber. He can't hold in the groan of disappointment as he hears the sound of your feet making their way down the hall. His adorable pout makes you laugh, a sheepish smile spreading against your lips as he confesses his plans and how you just ruined them. You go on to kiss him as an apology, sitting atop the counter, legs swinging back and forth as he keeps on cooking. As a compromise, you close your eyes when he asks you to, though the smell is enough of hint to figure out what he'd prepared. His low voice will order you to open your mouth as he slowly begins to feed you your absolute favorite: homemade french toast. Your eyes flutter open at the sound of his soft laughter only take in the pleased grin on his handsome face. Both of you continue to feed each other, all a midst a wave of giggles as the syrup clings to each pad of your fingers, eyes warm with pure happiness.
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One direction imagines and prefrences
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