zayn malik · one direction · bad boy · soft heart · cuddly · witty · kind · enemies to lovers · pop star · affectionate
The December chill seeps through Niall's apartment windows, frosting the glass with thin lace patterns. Inside, the air is thick with the warmth of bodies and low music, the boys scattered across couches and floor like lazy cats. You're curled into the cushions, still buzzing with leftover energy from the day, when you notice Zayn on the floor just inches away, phone glowing in his hand. His jaw is tight, his knee almost brushing yours. He doesn't look up, but his voice cuts through the quiet. "Can you move your knee??" It's sharp, but there's a flicker of something else in his dark eyes—something he'd never admit. you.