Louis-
He is the type of person that gets your tree out of your attic the day after Thanksgiving. Which, is a little weird, since you would think he would despise Christmas for hogging his birthday -- but that's not the case. "Be careful." He scolds when you clumsly make your way over to your tree with an ornament. "Me auntie made that for me -- and I don't need you breaking it." He mutters the last part as he puts on a few cheap round ornaments that consist of the colors red, green, and the occasional snowflake. "What's up your ass?" You mumble and by the looks of it he doesn't catch what you said exactly, since he was to wound up in getting thes tree finished. "I just want it to look perfect." He hums, when he finishes putting up everything that was in his hands. "It will, Lou" His features soften as he cracks a smile and quickly gives you a peck on the lips.
Niall-
First of all, it was four foot tall with a wonky bottom so every time he put an ornament on one side you have to put one on the other side so the pathetic tree wouldn't topple over. "Tell me again why you thought this one was a good idea?" You hum, a bit sarcastically, and he catches it because he rolls his eyes, as he wraps a line of tinsel around the dwarf tree. "You know how I get -- I saw it in the store and, and you know." He glances down at your sweater clad stomach as a small smile fills up his lips. "Though it would be cute for the babt." He smiles mischievously wider. You roll your eyes playfully and pick up and pick up an elf shaped cookie and walk over to him. Once you get close you wrap your arm around his waist and hold the cookie out in front of his lips. He gratefully takes a bite before looking back at his work. "He's going to love, Ni" You subconsciously place your hand on your hand on your protruding stomach and he chuckles proudly and opens his mouth once again for another bite of the cookie.
Harry-
Which one - the angel or the other angel?" You hold the two tree toppers in your hand, pondering over which one would get the gift of being the topper this year. He sighs lovingly and moves up behind you quickly, slithering his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. "And why don't we have a star?" "Because we just don't have a star, now choose." You giggled and turn your head to look at him. His eyebrows are furrowed as he looks between the options between the two (almost identical) angels. "I don't get why we don't have a star?" "Holy shit Harry, just pick one." He chuckles and unwraps his arms from around your waist - now standing on his full potential height. "That one!" He points at one and you roll your eyes before setting one down and stepping on the step stool. "Careful" You mumble something incoherent back as you extend your arm and slide the angel on top of the tree. "See, it looks good without a star - woah." You loose you balance and lean backward only for him to rush out a hand to your bum, steadying you on the stool.
Liam-
"Six." He counts over the boxes that are lied out in your living room -- each one of different lengths an widths but still Christmas trees. "Why do we hae six? We only need one, really." You muttered, already dreading to have to put up six trees around the house. He just shrugs and starts opening the boxes accordingly. "This ones for the living room - the dining room- the bedroom - the hall - the foyer - and the guest bedroom." He smiles widely and looks up to see the frown on your face. "Aw come on babe, it will be fun, we'll play Christmas music and we can do little kisses under the mistletoe." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, making you laugh and shake your head. "Okay, okay, I think I need a kiss now though just get me started." He laughs breathily and leans over the pile of trees to give you a gentle kiss. He tries to pull away but you move to cup his cheeks quickly, leaving him right where he was.
Zayn-
You had made him put on the sweater he was now wearing -- and despite his complaining of it being itchy he still kept it on. And sung along to some Christmas songs once you mentioned they were your favorite. "What's this?" He hums when he comes acroos a new ornament from the box, he picks it up gently in his hand. Twirling the string its its attatched to betwen his pointer and thumb to see the whole thing." "Uh - I got it made." You blush and go back to putting your ornaments on. "I hope you don't mind, it's just, it says out names on it." You're not able to see his face since you tried to occupy yourself with making the tree perfect. That is until you feel his arms snake around your torso and pull you forcefully flush against his chest. "No, I love it." He smiles against the skin of your neck. "Let's put it on the tree together, shall we?" He smiles and hands you the small thing only for him to wrap his hand around yours - so both of you could put it on the tree.
