#167 Waking Up - Niall - NOT MINE

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Niall: To you, Niall somewhat resembles an angel in the mornings, his naked body spread out just for you, creamy, pale skin stretched over wiry muscle, eyelids hiding his blue irises from view, pink lips parted, chest rising and falling with every slow breath. This morning, you've woken first to find one of his arms is thrown over your abdomen, tilting his whole body to face you, the sheet tangled around his legs, blonde hair messy and sticking up in every direction. You enjoy these moments immensely, when Niall is still asleep and you get to look at him, no disturbances, no embarrassment, it's simply Niall. You can stare for as long as you want, trail your fingertips over his features, pray that he'll stay snoozing for just a bit longer. He wakes eventually, of course, bright blue eyes blinking open, lips curving up into a sleepy smile, voice raspy as he utters his first words of the day, "Good morning, my love." You settle your limbs into his frame, your body fitting perfectly with his, just as it always has, and always will, "Good morning."

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