one direction preferences / imagines

fireside

Harry: He wrapped the blanket tighter around the two of you.  The power had been out for a good two hours already, but you two weren't  complaining. The fire burned in the brick fireplace, illuminating the  area around you. You pressed yourself up against his back, pulling his  arms around you even more. Resting your head on his shoulder, you kept  your eyes on the fire. "It looks like it's dancing..." you smiled softly,  mindlessly rubbing his arm. "Mhm..." Harry murmured. You glanced back at  him to see that he was slowly falling asleep. A smile crept onto your  lips as you reached up to run a hand through his waves. "So cute..." 

Liam:  Camping was not typical for you two, but for a change of scenery, it  was definitely perfect. It was quite and the only sound you could hear  was the crackling of the fire. It was starting to get dark, but you and  Liam didn't want the day to end quite yet, so pulling out the  marshmallows, it was s'more time. "The goal is to not burn it," he  teased as you held yours quite close to the burning flame. "I won't!"  you giggled, holding the stick with two hands. Of course, within a  minute of you saying that, your marshmallow caught fire. Quickly, you  pulling it out and blew on it, extinguishing the fire. "Told you!" Liam  teased, kissing your cheek and giving you his.

Niall:  Looking up at him, the two of you were in the cliché fireside setting.  He was resting on top of you, his bare chest against yours. Slowly, he  pressed his lips to yours, feeling the heat from the fire beat against  his bare skin. You held his cheeks firmly in your hands, humming out  deeply against his lips. The heat was making things much more intense  for you even though you were simply kissing him. His lips were soft and  swollen from the slight make out session a few minutes ago. Smiling  against his lips, you pulled back slightly and let out a giggle. "I  wanna do that again..." you whispered, and without a word, Niall happily  obliged. 

Louis: You were huddled up as close as you could  be without burning yourself. It was winter and of course the power had  decided to shut off. The house was getting cold quick so Louis had taken  the initiative to build a fire in the fireplace that was rarely used.  However, at this moment, you were so grateful that you had. Your  boyfriend came in a couple minutes later with some mugs of hot tea,  setting them down on the table behind you. "Lemme in," he shivered,  plopping down next to you, tugging on the edge of the material. You  threw it open and he quickly locked himself around you, cuddling against  you and holding you right against his body. 

Zayn: It was  on your bucket list to have a beach fire with someone you deeply cared  about and now here you were, stretched out on the sand with Zayn at your  side. You two had just been talking about the future, talking about  anything that really came into your mind. "Today was really nice," you  said softly, reaching out and taking his hand that was resting on the  side closest to you. "It was..." he murmured softly, looking at you and  smiling gently. You smiled at him before turning back to the flame.  Sitting in silence, you moved closer to him. Zayn wrapped his arm around  your shoulder, remaining quiet to just take in all the peace and quiet.