Yesterday I managed to fix my central air conditioning system all by myself. Usually I call my dad to fix things but I was so incredibly proud of myself. I can just imagine Niall trying to be all manly & saying don't call a handyman/plumber and trying to fix a clogged sink or even patching a hole in dry wall. It might take him 4x as long compared to a professional but he wouldn't want to waste the money and it would make him feel manly. Maybe a blurb idea? Obviously domestication is sexy
“Babe, can you get me a beer?”
These words, usually spoken from the couch while he tapped away on his phone during a soccer match or golf tournament on the television were a frequent occurrence. Niall’s voice was always booming and loud, especially during the daylight hours. But today, for some reason, he sounded especially exuberant.
Standing up off your stool, you grabbed a beer out of the refrigerator, popped the top and made your way to the living room. Only rather than seeing him sprawled out on the couch with his phone in his face, he was standing in front of the wall. Not especially alarming until you noticed the battery of tools sitting on a table he’d pulled up next to him.
“What are you doing?”
Niall gestured to the hole in the wall in front of him,
“Fixin’ this.” He reached out for the beer, “Thanks, Angel.”
The hole in the wall had been there since you moved in. Courtesy of Mully and Willie tossing beer bottles across the room at each other. Niall always said he’d fix it but he never got around to it, why on earth he’d chosen today was beyond your comprehension.
Your eyes widened with dread as you took a few more steps towards him,
“Niall, we should…call someone.”
Niall took a sip of the beer and then set it down on the table next to him,
“Why? I can do it.”