(YN)!” Zayn whined from the livingroom as you poured another cup full of hot, steaming tea. “Hold on,” You muttered back, not being sure if your boyfriend heard it or not. You heard him softly singing as you walked into the living room. He laid there on the couch, looking up to the ceiling, waiting for you to return. The second he heard you coming in, his head shot up and his eyes started shining, even though he had only seen you a few minutes before.
“C’mere.” He muttered as he reached his hands out to you, pouting like a little kid, as you placed the hot cup of tea on the coffee table. You looked out of the window, snow falling faster and faster each minute. “Baby,” Zayn mumbled before he made a sound like he was about to cry, causing you to laugh. You quickly crawled under the blanket next to your boyfriend and he wrapped his arms around you, while you continued watching movies on a cold winter night, occassionally hearing how much he loves you.
