VERY IMPORTANT A/N AT THE END.
Ao3: squishie
Summary:
Liam reminds Zayn who he belongs to.
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Liam knew he shouldn’t have let Zayn drink so much. He knew Zayn became restless and insanely flirty when he had alcohol in his system, so he could only blame himself for losing his boyfriend in the packed club they were in. Of course Zayn didn’t listen to Liam’s orders to stay at the bar until he came back; he was too restless to stay in one place when drunk.
Liam was currently searching through the crowd for his missing boyfriend, two drinks in hand. The dimly lit room made it hard to clearly see any faces, especially while tipsy. Liam frowned, annoyed at himself for getting them both into this mess. He leant up on the tip of his toes to try and look over the crowd. Sadly, he wasn’t able to find Zayn’s signature quiff, so he sighed and decided to push through the crowd to find his runaway man on his own.
Unfortunately, when he finally found the boy, he wasn’t alone. Zayn was casually leaning against the wall, but there was a shorter blonde boy standing much too close for comfort. Zayn was holding his waist, keeping the boy close, and his free hand stroked his cheek in a flirtatious way.
Liam stayed still for a moment, both drinks still in hand as he watched his boyfriend flirt with another guy. He could feel his blood boiling in his veins at the sight of Zayn smiling suggestively at the blonde boy and touching him in a way he should only be touching Liam, but he couldn’t really blame anyone but himself. He knew how Zayn got when he was drunk, and Liam knew he should’ve watched him closer under the circumstances.
Liam stormed over to Zayn and he stranger. He poked the blonde on the shoulder, and the man shrugged him off, not bothering to turn around as he listened to what Zayn said.
“You have nice eyes. They’re bright and blue. I prefer brown eyes, but yours are pretty too,” Zayn stammered. He didn’t even notice his boyfriend.
Liam’s mouth dropped open and he was about to make a move to get Zayn’s attention when his boyfriend leaned forward impulsively and kissed the blue-eyed boy full on the mouth. Liam inhaled sharply and set both glasses on a nearby table before grabbing the two kissing boys’ foreheads and pulling them apart.
“Hey baby,” Zayn slurred, smiling wide like he hasn’t seen Liam in ages. He blinked timidly, his eyes adjusting on his boyfriend’s face.
The blonde boy raised an eyebrow, confused when Zayn released his hand and stumbled into Liam’s arms.
“Let’s go home, sweetheart,” Liam mumbled.
“Where have you been?” Zayn sighed, clutching Liam tightly.
“I went to the bathroom and then I got us drinks like I told you I would… Where have you been” Liam said coldly, wrapping his arm around Zayn to support him.
“I was with my friend Niall!” Zayn slurred cheerfully, pointing at the bewildered boy.
“Ah, you always seem to make new friends,” Liam chuckled dryly.
“I’m sorry man, I had no idea,” the blonde boy raised an arm defensively as he spoke, backing away from him.
“Thanks for keeping an eye on him,” Liam huffed, although it wasn’t a kind thank you. He had no reason to get angry at this Niall boy though because Zayn had more than likely initiated the flirting.
