Summary--Zayn wakes in the middle of the night to find Niall wondering around the tour bus unable to sleep. When Zayn tries to comfort him, things get heated.
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!
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Zayn woke to the sound of mugs clinging together. He heard muffled cursing as his eyes opened. From what he could tell, the bus was still dark. Harry was snoring in the bunk across from his. Zayn rolled his eyes. He didn't know how Louis could sleep next to that every night.
He picked his phone which was lying next to his head and clicked the unlock button. The screen blinded him. He snapped his eyes closed then slowly opened them, keeping the screen lit up long enough to see it was a little after three in the morning. He locked the screen again and laid it back down.
He continued to hear movement.
He propped himself up on one elbow and stuck his head out of his bunk. He looked first toward the lounge area, which was dark and empty. He turned and looked toward the kitchen and, even though it was dark, he could see someone standing there.
As his eyes adjusted, he could see Niall's lean frame leaning against the small counter in nothing but his boxers. He was sipping on a drink. His blonde hair was sticking in all directions. Zayn smiled, leaned back, and watched him. He couldn't help but notice how truly gorgeous the man was.
Niall finished his drink and set the mug in the sink. Zayn reached up and turned the light on in his bunk. Niall must have heard the click of light because he turned and looked at Zayn. Zayn raised an eyebrow at him and smiled.
"Did I wake you?" Niall whispered. He started walking toward Zayn.
"A little bit," Zayn admitted. Niall stopped in front of Zayn's bunk, which was right under his.
"Sorry," Niall said. He stared down at his feet.
"I don't mind," Zayn said. "Why are you awake?"
Niall shrugged. "Couldn't sleep," he said. "I haven't been sleeping well for some reason."
"Is something wrong?"
"No," Niall said. Zayn couldn't register if he was lying or not, and it was late. He could dig deeper tomorrow if he wanted to. Niall shifted from foot to foot.
"Do you want to sleep with me?" Zayn asked. Niall lifted his eyes to meet his. Zayn smiled. "It's alright. You know I don't mind."
"Ok."
Zayn scooted back until his back was pressed against the wall, making room for Niall. He lifted his covers as Niall climbed up. Niall laid down, his back to Zayn. Zayn watched Niall's back muscles move as he shifted to get comfortable. Once he was done moving, Zayn switched off the light and laid down.
Niall started to shift again. He stopped when his back was touching Zayn's chest. Zayn bit his lip. Niall's skin was hot against his. He had a sudden urge to touch him, to wrap his arm around his waist and hold him, to kiss him. To be honest, maybe they weren't so sudden. He was always fighting the urge to kiss Niall. But now, with him so close, it was harder to fight.
Zayn let out the breath he was holding. He heard Niall swallow. Niall shifted again. Cautiously, Zayn moved his hand to the younger man's waist. He could always claim he was asleep and did it on accident. Niall tensed at the touch. Zayn prepared to pull back, but Niall relaxed. Zayn slid his arm completely around his wait and down his stomach. Niall leaned back into the embrace; his back pressed against Zayn's chest.
Zayn couldn't help but smiled. It felt nice, their bodies pressed together, so close that his nose was touching Niall's hair. He could smell him.
Niall wasn't asleep. Zayn could tell. This meant one of two things: he either thought Zayn was asleep and was too shy to push him away or he wanted this too. Zayn decided to push his luck.
He lifted his head slightly and gently pressed his lips to Niall's neck. Niall shuddered under him. He tilted his head to the side, silently giving Zayn permission to continue. From his new position, Zayn could see Niall's eyes were closed. He kissed him again, this time on the jaw. Niall grabbed Zayn's hand, which was still draped across his stomach.
"Niall?" Zayn whispered. His lips were against Niall's ear. Niall turned his head just enough for Zayn's lips to reach his. Their lips moved together, parting only to breathe. Zayn took his hand from Niall's grip and cupped his face gently. Niall pulled away first; he laid his head back down on the pillow and pressed back against Zayn again.
Zayn kissed his neck again. One hand snaked under Niall's neck; Niall rested his head on Zayn's shoulder. Zayn's other hand moved from Niall's face, down his neck and back to his stomach where is stopped just under his belly button.
Zayn could hear Niall's breathing. He saw his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed. Palm flat against Niall's skin, Zayn slid his hand father down Niall's body. Niall's breath caught as Zayn's finger stopped at the elastic band of his boxers. Zayn pressed his lips against Niall's shoulder. His fingers lifted the band; his hand travelled inside.
Niall whimpered when Zayn grabbed him. Zayn's hand glided over Niall's member. The younger man moved into his touch. Niall's eyes drifted closed again. His mouth hung open slightly. Low moans escaped his lips as Zayn touched him. Zayn quickened his pace.
"Zayn," Niall breathed. He clutched the sheets. He thrust forward against the grip. Even in the darkness, Zayn could see the thin layer of sweat on Niall's skin. He kissed Niall's neck. Goosebumps erupted over his body.
Niall's breathing became more and more uneven. His movements became more frantic. His knuckles were white as he clawed at the sheets.
"Oh...Zayn." His voice was barely a whisper. His body shook and he came into Zayn's hand. Zayn kept pumping until Niall shuddered and pushed his hand away.
Zayn took his soiled hand from Niall's boxers. He grabbed the towel from behind him, grateful it was there. After cleaning up himself and Niall, he wrapped his arms fully around Niall and pulled him close.
Niall's hands wrapped around Zayn's wrists. Zayn kissed his neck. Niall sighed and turns around in Zayn's arms. For a moment, they just stared at each other. Niall looked scared. Zayn smiled and kissed him properly, on the lips. When they pulled apart, Zayn rested his forehead on Niall's.
Niall placed his hands on Zayn's chest. He sighed. Harry snored particularly loud. They both laughed.
"That's love," Zayn said. "Sleeping next to that every night. There's no way unless you're absolutely in love."
"I don't snore," Niall said.
"I would put up with it if you did," Zayn said. Niall smiled. He kissed Zayn's cheek quickly then turned around. He leaned against Zayn's chest.
"Good night," Niall said.
"Good night."
