Zayn kissed Niall's cheek again, smiling at the pretty boy. "I love you, too, Ni."
"I27."
Niall glanced down at the board, pointing to the 28. "This one?" He asked, his bright blue eyed on Zayn's face. At the shake of Zayn's head, Niall moved down a few until his finger rested on the 27. "This one?"
"That's right," Zayn smiled, kissing Niall's nose. The blonde giggled quietly, not wanting to disturb the others around them. "Look, babe, you only need one more!" Niall cheered rather loudly, pressing his lips against Zayn's. And, of course, Zayn wasn't going to pull away from his boyfriend, so he kissed back gently, his hands on Niall's hips.
"G51."
"It's this one!" Niall exclaimed, pointing to the 50 under the G. "Bingo! Bingo!"
"No, Niall, no!" Zayn laughed as Niall waved his hand frantically in the air. "Niall, no, that's 50. She called 51!" Niall blushed red in embarrassment, dropping his limb and tucking his face into Zayn's shoulder. "Aw, baby, it's okay. It's just a little mistake."
After the caller had finished glaring at the loud couple, she pulled another ball with a number on it. "Come on, sweetheart, keep playing. Maybe you'll still win," Zayn encouraged, handing Niall another chip. Niall took it into his hands, determined to win the game (and he did, after calling out an incorrect bingo another two times. Zayn just laughed at him.).
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Even My Dad Does Sometimes
"Just go away, okay? I'm busy doing work, Niall," Zayn snapped as he rubbed his temples. The math paper in front of him was giving him a headache, and Niall constantly begging for Zayn to come and make dinner with him was getting on his last nerve. What he really wanted to do was cuddle Niall in the bed until the blonde fell asleep, but he knew he had to get this paper done or else he'd get an F.
"But Zayn, I need help making dinner," Niall pouted, plopping himself down in his boyfriend's lap. "Please, you can always do this later. Zayn pushed Niall as gently as he could, but with enough force to get Niall up.
"No, Niall. I need this done first. Now please leave me alone so I can concentrate. Please," Zayn sighed, resting his head on his hand. Niall shook his head and continued to pester his boyfriend, getting the older boy more and more frustrated. "Niall, please, stop. I'll help you when I'm done with this. Now leave me alone so I can finish."
Niall sighed and flopped down on the bed, glaring at the ceiling. "You're always doing work. You never take any time out of your day to spend time with me! It's always 'we'll do something later'. Why can't we just do something for once?" Niall asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"That's not true," Zayn defended, turning to face his lover, "you know that my school is really tough and I need to get a good education so I can fulfill my dream of being a teacher. I'm sorry that I don't have time for you, but once I become a teacher we'll be able to do things together again."
"Bullcrap," Niall blurted, sitting straight up. "Once you're a teacher you'll be even more busy helping kids get ready for tests and grading papers. Zayn, I'm your boyfriend. We're already in our twenties, and we haven't done anything serious in a long, long time. Sometimes I feel like I'm not really that important to you. That I'm just here for your spare time."
"Niall, please, I don't want to fight with you."
"You didn't deny it."
"Deny what?"
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