Better Than Words

I’m sitting at the table, when Niall comes out, still trying to compose myself.
“So what did you think?” Niall asks.
“Excuse me?” I stammer.
Niall looks at me and smiles. “The Derby game.”
“Oh yeah, it was a good one.” I reply relieved.
Niall smirks. “You can give me your opinion of me in a towel as well, if you’d like.”
I blush and look down at the table. Niall walks over to me, cups my chin and lifts it up to meet his eyes. He smiles and says. “I’ve never seen anyone turn so many shades of red before.” He kisses me on my forehead and adds. “It’s cute!” He winks then turns to the kitchen counter. “How was your day?” He asks.
“It was great.” I reply.
“I’m glad you had fun.” Niall pauses, then looks at me and smiles. “I missed you though.”
I hold his gaze. “I….I missed you too Niall.”
He smiles and says. “I thought I’d order us a pizza.”
I’m still trying to catch my breath but I manage to say. “Sounds great.”
“Good. How about you go turn on the game and I’ll order the pizza.”
I smile and go into the living room. I sit on the couch and find the game on tv. It’s hard to concentrate on the game though. My mind is still on Niall in the towel.
Niall comes in and sits on the couch right next to me. No space between us at all. At first I feel nervous but then it feels so natural that I kind of just relax. Our arms are touching, our legs are touching. He’s not moving away and I have no intention to either.

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