one direction preferences / imagines

exhausted

Harry: You bounced the baby boy up and down in your arms, his crying seeming to trail on and on. "Elias please..." you whispered, adjusting the position he was in. You had tried everything, breastfeeding, changing, singing, rocking chair, but nothing was doing the trick. "Babe?" a tired voice said. You looked up and saw Harry in the doorway. "Give him to me and go lie down..." Harry whispered, and you sighed out softly. You were too tired to argue, your energy levels extremely low from what seemed like endless sleepless nights. You handed Elias over to your husband and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before heading down to your bedroom.

Liam: As soon as he came home, he was up the stairs and in bed. When he came into your bedroom, his eyes were half closed and his feet were practically dragging. You looked up at him and pulled the blankets back on his side, slipping out of bed yourself to grab a pair of shorts for him to wear. After a couple of minutes of him slowly peeling off his clothes, you finally managed to help him into bed. "There we go," you whispered and pulled the blankets over him. Pressing your lips to the back of his head, he grabbed onto the pillow and relaxed right into it. You got yourself back into bed and glanced over at him, soft snores already coming from him mouth.

Niall: You rubbed your eyes, the words on the screen already started to become fuzzy and disorientated. After last night's all-nighter study session, your body was struggling to find any means of keeping itself awake. "(Y/N), it's time for bed okay?" Niall murmured out, placing his hands on your shoulders and pushing his thumbs in slightly. "M'almost done this though..." you mumbled, reaching a hand up to rub your eyes, giving your head a quick shake. "You're done now..." he insisted, spinning your chair away from your work. You jutted your bottom lip out and looked up at him, your eyes feeling heavy. "Yeah, that's what I thought," he chuckled, lifting you to your feet. "Bedtime."

Louis: You could see his head falling and lifting up quickly as he tried to stay awake for your sake. You bit your lip softly and glanced over at him, biting your lip to hold back your laughter. "Louis, you can go to sleep... you had a long day," you said quietly but he quickly shook his head. "Date night..." he managed out and you rolled your eyes softly, tugging his head down onto your chest and draping the blanket from the back of the couch over him. "Just fall asleep... it's okay..." you said quietly and he melted into your touch. "You sure?" he asked softly, glancing up at you. "Of course honey..." It wasn't long at all until you felt his breathing steady out and his body limp out. Fast asleep.

Zayn: When the two of you finally got home, you were barely able to stay up on your own two feet. Neither of you were good with early mornings, long days and late nights. You needed your sleep. Zayn held your waist gently as the two of you made your ways up the stairs. "Careful hun," he yawned out, keeping his hand on your lower back. You rubbed your eyes and kicked off your shoes once you got into your bedroom, flopping face first onto the bed. You just managed enough to hoist your body under the blankets, stuffing your face into the pillow. The bed sank beside you and Zayn draped his arm over you lazily. "Love you..." he slurred out before the two of you were out like a light.