One Direction Preferences

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Louis: ...cups of tea and coffee and hot chocolate and whatever warm drink you're having this morning. "Please!" he'll whine, dragging out the syllable because he's far too lazy to get up and make it himself, so he'll reach out, grabbing towards you in that completely childish way, and every morning without fail, you'll hand over to cup and he'll sip with a content sigh, before pulling you back into bed, the warm drink soon forgotten.

Harry: ...covers. At night when you get under the covers, huddled together with so little space between you. But during the night, while sleep hovers over you, the two of you drift to separate sides of the bed, tugging from the left and the right at the covers, scavenging in a subconscious state, for warmth. The only solution is when one of you wakes up, pulling the other closer, a chaste kiss pressed to flesh, and pulling the covers tight around your snuggled bodies.

Niall: ...skin. Pressed as tightly together as possible, his head hidden in the crook of your neck and arms tight around your torso, he'll tuck kisses to whatever skin he can reach, fingers smoothly grazing over arms and hips and legs, lips brushing cheeks and hair and your own lips. And it's completely silence, a muted mutual sharing of skin, of untold stories, of quiet secrets, of warmth, of love.

Zayn: ...clothes. From jumpers to sweats, t-shirts to beanies, what's his is yours. You spend more time on his side of the closet than your own. And he doesn't seem to mind. It's something about the way his sleeves hang to the end of your fingertips, dainty hands curling around the hems. Or the way his t shirts fall to your thighs after late nights and into early mornings. The way his beanies sometimes fall over your eyes and hair, or his sweats have to be rolled up three times and they still hang loose over your hips. He doesn't really mind at all.

Liam: ...childhood stories. Like that one time his sisters put lipstick and eyeliner on him while he slept and posted the pictures everywhere. Or when you and your older brother got stuck in the garbage shoot at a hotel, and it's just a really long story. Through late late nights with breathy giggles and kisses shared in between, you learn the ins and outs of one another, from past to present, and what you both hope will be the future.