Narry one-Shots

Cuddles are the Cure

Niall lays in bed. It hurts him to move. Maybe going outside in the pouring rain with no umbrella and only a leather jacket was a bad idea.

His body aches and his face burns with fever, he can literally feel the heat in his face, a burning sensation on his lips and cheeks. It feels like a bad sunburn, poor Niall can't do anything but whimper and groan as he is stuck to his bed with his head pounding like a loud drum

Harry walks in to see that his boyfriend hasn't gotten any better since he picked him up early from work. It absolutely breaks his heart to see Niall like this. Crying from pain and the pressure from his headache Niall claims.
"What hurts baby? Tell me" Harry pleas wanting to help him

"Everything" Niall whimpers as more tears escape his eyes. "I'll go get you some more pain killers." Harry says walking out of the room going to go get the very needed medicine for Niall. Niall groans lowly as a response. As harry comes back with a cup of room temperature water and two pain killers he sighs down at Niall.

"Your going to have to sit up to take these" harry says causing Niall's eyes widen and he slowly shakes his head 'no'. "C'mon you can do it I'll help you" Harry says sitting next to Niall and tucking one hand under Niall to lift him up. Niall groans the whole way but gets up nonetheless. After harry helps Niall take the painkillers Niall lays back down on the pillow.

After a couple of hours later Harry comes back into the room to check on the blonde. "What do you want now?" Harry asks him and Niall just stays silent but slowly grabs Harry's big hand and puts it on his face.

"Attention" Niall mumbles into his hand.

Harry coos at the boy below him and caresses his cheek. "I'll always give you attention love. In sickness and and in health" Harry jokes and Niall just hums.

"Your hands are so cold" Niall says pressing Harry's hand to his face again and kissing his palm. "Well I must be cold to you, your burning." Harry presses his hand to Niall's forehead and sighs again. It's not going down. "How do I get it down-" Harry is cut off by Niall pulling him down next to himself

"Be my ice pack" Niall hums and Harry snorts.

"How romantic"

"Seriously though your so cold you could probably take away my fever" Niall smiles into Harry's neck. "Hmm" Harry pretends to ponder over the though but obliges when Niall presses his burning hands under Harry's shirt.
Niall loves it when Harry does the same to him. His hands going up and down his chest and over his back till Harry slips Niall's shirt off and Niall does the same with Harry's.

They stay like that cuddled up in one another. Niall's hand roaming all over Harry's chest and torso. Finally Niall intertwines their fingers and sighs in the croak of Harry's neck. "What love?" Harry asks the boy on top of him.

Niall shrugs. "If it weren't for this stupid cold I would have kissed you by now." Harry chuckles, "We would've done a lot more than kiss." Harry whispers in his ear causing Niall's face to heat up for a complete different reason other than the fever.

Hours pass, till Niall is calmly sleeping on Harry and Harry himself is drifting off. But at the last minute he hears the loud obnoxious phone ring downstairs. At first Harry chooses to ignore it but then as it doesn't stop he groans loudly. Carefully siding Niall off of him and tucking him under the blankets. Harry makes his way downstairs grumbling till he finally picks up the phone.

"What?" Harry barked out, tired and wanting nothing more than to go back with his nialler and cuddle away. "Well, sorry I caught you on your period." Louis sassy voice is herd over the line. "Ugh what now Lou? I was busy." Harry says yawning and rubbing a bit of sleep from his eyes. "And what where you doing that you where so busy that it took you 4 calls for you to finally pick up?" Louis asks and the sound of Liam yelling at him about something and louis replying back to get out of his room. "Niall is sick." Harry said. "Oh my bad, go get back to your princess Harry" Louis laughs and hangs up. Harry grumbles and slams the phone down again.

"Stupid bloke woke me up just to question me." He sighed and when he turned to go back to the bed room Niall was there. Standing in the foot way that connects the kitchen to the hall way, all bundled up in their blanket and his hair everywhere, sleep just dripping off his features. "Who was it?" Niall asked walking into Harry and his now open arms where they just stood there hugging each other. "Louis the idiot." Harry huffs but then smiles softly when he heard Niall chuckle a bit.

Harry pulls back and places his palm on Niall's forehead and huffs. "Look at that, your fever when way down." Niall smiled eyes closed still sleepy. "Told you cuddles where the cure." Harry rolls his eyes. "Or the medicine I gave you finally kicked in." Niall glares weakly, "why can't you just believe in magic?" Harry laughs and they make their way back upstairs.

Where the rest of the day was just kisses and cuddles...

Except when Louis had practically knocked down their door claiming he had this awesome medicine for Niall, but when the blonde tried explaining that he was already feeling better Louis tried shoving the spoon full of whatever down his throat.

Therefore the rest of the day was spent by Harry trying to get Louis the fuck off of Niall.