A Light in the Dark // Flicker Series Part I #wattys2019

Taking Me Home

"Mind if I take a quick shower and then we can relax?" I ask. "Feel a bit gross from the flight..."

"Course not! I'll order some takeaway and it'll be here when you're ready. Chinese?" He asks and I answer him with a wide smile and a nod of the head. "A'right then. Take your time and i'll be down stairs." He winks, closing the door behind him on his way out.

After a long warm shower I climb out of the shower, the air in the house now feeling a little cooler as my damp hair hangs around my face.

I wrap a towel around myself realizing my clothes from before are dirty, and everything else in my suitcase is either dirty or for Sydney summer weather which wont do for this London weather.

"Food's here, love." Niall says from the other side of the bathroom door.

"OK, be down in a second." I call out to him.

"Ok, no rush." He responds and I hear his feet padding gently towards the door.

"Uh Niall?" I ask quietly, leaning out into the bedroom with just my towel on.

"Yes, love?" He asks, smirking as he turns around.

He's must have changed clothes after I got in the shower, as now he is in gray sweats and a white t-shirt that fits him just right.

He chuckles raising his eyebrows at the sight of me, shamelessly eyeing me from head to toe which makes me blush though I don't hate it and I hope he at least enjoys the view.

"I have a problem..."

"Tell me." He says with a chuckle.

"I have nothing to wear." I laugh at how pitiful I sound. "All of my clothes are either dirty or for summer weather and it's freezing."

"Oh! That's a problem I can fix." He says, walking fully back into the bedroom and disappearing into his closet that is next to the bathroom.

I lean against the door frame, starting to shiver slightly from the lack of clothing and excess water on my body.

"Here ya are." Niall says, reappearing with a stack of clothing in his hands.

"Thank you." I say, taking the clothes from his hands as he places a chaste kiss on my cheek.

"You're freezing, Love. Hurry and get into those." He points to the clothes. "I'll start us a fire downstairs if you'd like?"

"That sounds lovely." I nod, smiling euphorically at how romantic that sounds.

He nods, walking back to his bedroom doorway to go downstairs, but pausing to look back at me with a smirk dancing across his face.