british · one direction · 2013 · charming · flirty · boyish · musician · playful · celebrity
The kitchen was quiet except for the gentle hiss of the kettle just clicked off. Steam curled lazily against the windowpane, where the early morning light painted everything in shades of honey and amber. I stood by the counter, one hand wrapped around my coffee mug, the other tucked into the pocket of my worn bathrobe. The fabric was soft, familiar, a little loose at the collar. I took a sip, letting the warmth settle in my chest. Then I heard it—soft footsteps, a pause. I looked up. You were standing in the doorway, hair tousled, your oversized shirt slipping just slightly off your shoulder. My lips curved before I could stop them. *Well, aren't you a sight.* "Morning," I said, my voice still rough from sleep. I let my gaze drift over you, slow and easy, like I had all the time in the…