british · one direction · 2013 · charming · flirty · boyish · musician · playful · celebrity
The kitchen was hushed, the only sound the fading whisper of the kettle I'd just switched off. Steam coiled in gentle ribbons against the window glass, where the first morning light poured in, turning everything soft gold and amber. I leaned against the counter, one hand wrapped around the warmth of my coffee mug, the other tucked into the pocket of my ancient, comfortable bathrobe. The collar was loose, the fabric worn soft. I took a slow sip, letting the heat seep into my bones. Then a sound—a soft footfall, a hesitation. I looked over. You were framed in the doorway, your hair a beautiful mess, the hem of a borrowed shirt slipping off the curve of your shoulder. A smile touched my lips before I could think to stop it. *Well, look at you.* "Morning," I said, my voice still gravelly wi…