Niall Horan Imagines [REWRITING]

Stressing days

Both y/n and Niall aren't famous in this
WARNING: CUTENESS OVERLOADDDDD
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Your POV

It was 6:23 pm and I was cooking dinner, when I heard the door open. I immediately knew it was my husband Niall.
I felt arms wrapping around my waist and soft lips kissing my neck.
"Hi baby" Niall whispered.
"hi ni" I said and turned around to peck him on the lips.
"How was work?" I asked as I turned the stove off.
"Stressing" he sighed and went to the living room, me following closely after.
I saw that he was in so much pain.
"Go take a shower baby. Dinner will be ready when you come out" I say kissing him.
"Okay"He gets up and stretches.
I go in the kitchen and continue cooking. When I finish, I set the table up and put the food into plates.
Niall came in the kitchen drying his wet hair with a towel from showering.

After dinner...
We both finish our plates and I put them in the dish washer.
We go to our bedroom and lay on the bed.
"Baby I'm tired" Niall whispered. I hated seeing him in so much pain.
I sit up. "Ni, take your shirt off" I say.
He smirks at me. "Jeez babe. What happened to my shy, innocent wife?"
I slap his shoulder playfully. "Shut up and take it off! I'm trying to help you here"
"Now you're abusive" he jokes as he holds his shoulder dramatically.
I roll my eyes. "Lay on your stomach"
He does as I say and I scoot closer. I start massaging his back.
He lets out little moans of pleasure (NOT LIKE THAT YOU PERVERTS)
Then, I hear soft snores signaling that he fell asleep.
I turn him to his back and plant a sweet kiss to his lips.
"Goodnight baby I love you" I whisper and lay beside him.

(Both y/ n and Niall aren't famous on this)