One Direction Preferences

what he makes you for breakfast

(T)

Liam:
You woke up to the smell of food overwhelming you. Your feet hit the cold hardwood, and you stumbled to the bathroom. You had to pee before you went to investigate what was waiting for you. You could faintly hear the radio playing in the kitchen as you washed your hands and made your way down the hall. You stood in the doorway as you watched Liam cooking. He was in his own world, cooking and singing along to the radio. You smiled as he danced across the floor, putting the food on a plate. When he had the plate piled high, he turned. "Hi" you smiled, and he almost dropped the plate, surprised to see you. "Y/N, I thought you were in bed" he said, shock spreading across his face. "Sorry?" you smirked, and he kissed your cheek. "I made you breakfast like my mom used to make. Sausage, eggs, bacon, mushrooms, hash and beans" he said, showing you the plate. You saw that there was a tea and toast on the table for you, too. You were overwhelmed. "What no waffles?" you asked, and he looked hurt. "I was kidding" you smirked, "But this looks like a lot of food." He shrugged. "Eat what you can I suppose" he smiled, and you nodded. You ate the eggs, half a piece of toast, a spoonful of beans, the sausage, some of the mushrooms and a piece of bacon. Liam ended up eating the rest of your plate, and his. "You're a hungry man today" you said, rubbing his shoulders. You leaned down and he kissed your cheek. "It reminds me of being home, my mum used to make this every Sunday. I didn't do half as good as she does" he smiled. You decided to call his mom that night and learn how to cook her famous breakfast to surprise Liam that weekend.

Niall:
You and Niall had been out doing some shopping yesterday, when you both spotted a waffle maker. You bought it, and you figured you would make waffles that weekend. When you woke up the next morning, you could hear Niall singing Justin Bieber in the kitchen. You decided to get up and go see what was going on. You felt like your body was being weighed down by sleep as you went over to your closet. While it was only you and Niall, you still didn't make a habit of walking around in your underwear, which is what you slept in. You put on a bra and a floral green nightie. You decided to put on one of Niall's sweaters and your slippers. Your body began to wake up, and you stretched out. You moved slowly towards the kitchen, running your fingers along the wall. As you passed through the living room, you stopped for a second or two to see what was on the news and to check the weather. Niall must have heard you, and his head popped out into the living room. "Come see what I did" he smiled, and you nodded. He took your hand and you walked into the kitchen. You saw mess. It looked like a bomb went off. Your eyes widened. "Niall..." you said, covering your mouth. "I know, it looks good right?!" he said, and you turned to him. He was staring at the waffle on the table. It had fresh fruit, whipped cream and icing sugar. You had to admit, it looked delicious. "And I promise to clean up" he smiled, and you exhaled. "Okay, let's eat then" you smiled. Niall grabbed to forks, and you shared the waffle he made.

Zayn:
You woke up to the wizzing of the blender coming from the kitchen. It was only nine am, and you were shocked. Zayn was never up early. You groaned, trying to cover your ears, but it was no use. You laid there, your face in your bed, not wanting to get up. Eventually, the blender stopped. You sighed. It was too late, you were wide awake. You heard your bedroom door open, and you took the pillow off your head. There was Zayn, topless in his pyjama pants, looking at you with a huge grin. In his hands were two glasses with purple liquid in them. "What are you smiling at?" you groaned, and he laughed. "Remember? Its Monday. Get healthy day?" he asked, and you nodded slowly. You had made a pact with Zayn that you two would start on a health kick today. He was going to quit smoking, you were going to eat healthier and you were both going to exercise more. "We can drink this then go for a run?" he asked, and you shrugged. He handed you the glass and you took a sip. "What's in this?!" you asked, and his face went from smiling to hurt. "Raspberry, blueberry, strawberry and vanilla soy milk" he said, sticking his hand back out to take it back. "No, give me yours" you laughed gulping down another drink. It was really good, considering it was a smoothie. Zayn was really proud, and you both put on your running gear and went for a jog together.

Louis:
"Breakfast is ready cuddle butt" Louis called, and you shuddered. You couldn't imagine what food misfortunes were waiting for you. Louis cooking could easily be a crime against humanity. As you got up, you thought about everything that he had 'cooked' in the past, and contemplated bolting out the door. One time, you had wanted a steak dinner. He, trying to assert his masculinity, wanted to barbecue. He ended up almost blowing the barbecue up and you had rubber hockey puck steak for dinner. Another time, you had decided to make your own garlic bread. Simple enough, just get baguette, garlic butter and cheese. Louis offered to take care of it while you made the rest of the food, and you allowed it. He cut the bread into little circles instead of long, he forgot the garlic butter and ended up burning the cheese. You solemnly walked towards the breakfast bar. He had been in the kitchen twenty minutes, and you were expecting an attempt at something good. Instead, he slid a glass of orange juice and a bowl of Lucky Charms at you. "What?" you asked, looking at the bowl. "Well, rather than ruin this, I picked something I knew I could do" he said, grabbing his bowl and sitting next to you. "This took you twenty minutes?" you asked, and he smiled. "I couldn't find the cereal and the twist top on the juice is not 'so easy a child could do it' unless the child was Einstein" he replied, shaking his head. You laughed and kissed his cheek before eating your cereal, which tasted extra delicious.

Harry:
You woke up to a bright sun shining in. You had spent the night at Harry's after a big fight. You two had gotten into it about him spending too much time with another girl. It was actually not a common argument between you two, you had really controlled your jealousy, but that girl just got to you. You two had argued, and he slept on the couch. It had been too late for you to go home, so you had to stay. You woke up alone in Harry's bed, and it felt worse then going to sleep alone in it. You got out quickly, and went to the bathroom. You quickly showered and fixed your makeup, praying to make a quick exit. You put on the clothes you had packed, and got your bags. As you snuck out the door, you heard Harry in the kitchen. You sighed. He would definitely see you. You decided to walk by confidently, like you didn't see him. You did, and as you got to the door, you saw two plates on the table. He had made breakfast for you. You glanced into the kitchen and saw Harry. He looked like he hadn't slept. His eyes were red and his curls were wild. You looked closer at the table, and he had made chocolate chip pancakes, your favourite. You dropped your bag and walked into the kitchen. Harry looked at you hopefully, and began pleading his case. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you and you put up with a lot from me. I will try and spend less time with other girls" he said, and you stared at him. You were silent for about twenty seconds, which felt like an eternity, before you took his hand and walked out to the table. You both ate in silence, and as you finished you kissed his cheek and he smiled. You spent the rest of the day cuddling, and all seemed to be forgotten.