talk about ziall moving into a new place and they want to make it feel homely but they're on a budget and they've never had to furnish a place before and all they have is like half a dozen candles harry got them as a home warming gift.
I mean…Niall and Zayn are both particular about their space, but in very different ways? Can you imagine, the two of them moving in together for the first time? That careful negotiation of boundaries and levels of tolerance? They’re both tidy in their own ways, it’s just that Zayn is like whirlwind. Like spilled ink. Scattered and omnipresent but artful. Niall is more particular. He’s clean and spare and minimal.
Can you imagine them wandering around IKEA? Niall is drawn to furniture with simple angles in muted colors and he’s biting at his nails trying to imagine how everything will fit together in the space they’ve got to share. It’s not just his anymore, he understands that, but he’s got to live in it. And every time he turns around, Zayn is admiring a set of drapes with technicolor paint splatters or a wall clock that’s a garish orange or holding a purple velvet pillow up to a couch that’s striped mint and white, smiling.
“This would look sick, Ni.”
And Niall starts to sweat, right there in the store because what the hell are they doing? Who has he yoked himself to? Who is this mint and purple couch person? He’s cut the sleeves off his shirt and he’s covered in tattoos and Niall thinks sometimes that they’re from different planets. That there’s no way they could ever really understand each other.