You’ve just tucked your baby into bed for the night and as you’re walking back to the family room you hear Niall humming to himself. Sneakily you approach the door, he’s got his back to you, speeding around the family room picking toys up from the floor. In the midst of his hurrying, he accidentally kicks a toy radio across the floor; he bends down and picks it up, half turning to you. As he places it in your baby’s toy bin, he smirks at it and chuckles, placing it in. When he fully turns to see you he smiles widely, “This is one of the best thing’s that’s ever happened in my life, next to you and the band.”
The stress of the day evident on your body as the cloth of your cami hung lose on your body as your feet shuffle across the hardwood floor. Niall was already in bed, scrolling through his phone as you pulled the covers back and slowly got into bed. You didn’t say anything as you rolled over onto your side, pulling the covers up to your ears. Niall placed his phone on the nightstand and rolled over to face you, wrapping his hand your stomach and pulling you closer to him. His lips soft against the skin on your upper back as he leave little kisses all over it—eventually leaving a trail of kisses from your shoulders to your cheek. He snuggles closely to you, resting his head on your shoulder and you start to drift to sleep, forgetting what had made you so stressed in the first place.
It’s only minutes before I drop you off
All we seem to do is talk about sex
She’s got a boyfriend anyway
/this gif is killing me, the coat and the hair and his little wink and everything, god!/
This was supposed to be a really dirty one shot, but I’m in love and it just took a turn and turned into a smutty, but a loving (idk?) thing. I really hope you like it, a lot of you have told me to write more one shots and I’ll try to write as much as I can. Thank you for reading and leaving feedback, it means a lot to me. I hope you enjoy this. Love you, Dee :*
You were contemplating on getting out of bed or not as you feel the coldness of the house come through the blankets. Reaching yours arms over your head, you stretched your body from its sleep. Rolling over onto your side, you saw Niall laying perfectly still while his chest raised up and down from his breathing. His blonde hair all over place with little pieces sticking to his forehead. Without saying a word, you push his arm up and crawl closer to him before you let his arm drop around you. You couldn’t understand how he could sleep without a shirt on in the winter, but that did not matter as you felt the warmth coming from his body. He moved a little, his eyes barely open. “Morning,” he mumbled. “Morning,” you whispered as you reached to place a soft kiss on his cheek. He closed his eyes again and you could feel his fingers gently touching your skin as you started to drift back off to sleep.
I bet Niall as a boyfriend would be incredibly, INCREDIBLY sweet. He seems really aloof and detached - very fine on his own - when he’s single, but I bet when Niall gets involved with a girl he really likes, it’s going to light him up. He’ll glow with how happy he is. Just grinning all the…
Oh god. The best ever.
So, you know how Niall is really funny and active and loving when he’s sober? He’s always hanging on people and laughing really loudly and talking really loudly and running all over and being crazy and awesome?
Imagine that x50. That’s drunk Niall.
I just imagine walking into a pub to meet him and he’s already with his friends and he’s had a few - he’s not drunk, he’s just buzzed and his cheeks are red and his eyes are bright and he sees you and breaks away from the friend he has his arm around and yells out, “MY GIRL! MY GIRL IS HERE!’ And he runs over to you and grabs you around the waist and kisses you hard and wraps his arms around your neck.
And then he pulls away and grabs you by the hand and hollers over his shoulder for a pint for you. And then it’s just…the best! Honestly, the best. Wherever Niall is, everyone feels included. Everyone feels like they’ve been best friends with the kid for forever because Niall doesn’t give a fuck.
He likes everyone, he has no issues with anyone. He doesn’t judge. If you’re cool with him, he’s very cool with you and he just wants to laugh and have a good time and if you want to come along, amazing. He’s excited about that.
So I imagine him constantly having one hand on the girl he’s with - in her hair, around her waist, against the back of her neck, his thumb kneading the skin there, his hand holding hers, and with the other, he’s got his hand wrapped around his glass and you always know where he is in the room because no matter where you are, you can hear that laugh.
That uproarious, head-thrown-back laugh. God, I LOVE that laugh!
Niall drunk is Niall - only louder, haha.
But could you imagine Niall coming home after he is played a round golf, going on and on about it. And you are sitting there just nodding your head, not really caring about it, since it’s the same story over and over again. Until you feel his body on top of you pinning you between the couch and him. His heavy breathing right in you ear as you him whisper, “Bet can I get another hole in one tonight.”