One Shot #114

#imagine
You’ve been living together with Niall for a few years, you never had fights or something, you’re the perfect two, he’s very caring and sweet, that’s why you love him. You wake up and go downstairs, making yourself a sandwich, there’s not much left, so you decide to go to the supermarket after you ate. 
‘Is there some more?’ Niall says as he walks in, looking at your sandwich. ‘No.. I’m going to the supermarket in a minute..’ you say. He walks up to you and steals your sandwich. ‘Niall, give it back!’ you run after him, trying to get it back, but you fail until he suddenly stops. ‘No, I’m hungry.’ He pouts. You take it out of his hand. ‘HEY! Don’t you dare!’ you take a bite and he puts on an angry face. ‘Give. It.’ He says. ‘No. ‘ you try to run away, but two arms were already around your waist, holding you on your place. You take another bite and try to get out if his grip. ‘Niall, let me go, or I won’t get food?’ you say. He immediately let you go, watching you eating your sandwich before you leave to the supermarket.

You decide to take some stuff extra, so you can make something special for him when you come home.

‘Niaaaaaaaaaaall, I’m home!’ you scream when you put the bags on the counter. He runs down the stairs and almost falls over when he walks into the kitchen. ‘I’ll make you something, just wait a little more hun.’ You chuckle. 
‘[YN], I love you, and maybe this afternoon it was just a playfight, but we’ll never get a real fight do we?’ he asks, embracing you from behind, trying to reach your cheek with his lips. 
‘no, we’ll never get a real fight, ‘cause you’re too sweet.’ You turn around and wrap your arms around his neck, looking into his gorgeous blue eyes. He leans in and kisses my lips, a deep and passionate kiss. ‘You taste much better than all the food on the world. ‘ He says, smiling as you start to prepare some food for you two.