Tightrope

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इश्क़ करके तुझसे दीवाना
बेताब हुआ बर्बाद हुआ
भूल गया अपना भी नाम
जब नाम तेरा इसे याद हुआ

(crazy about you
desperate and ruined
I forgot my name too
When he remembered your name)

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Liam woke up although he didn't want to with the way he felt warmth surrounding him.

Turning around, he saw Zayn looking down at him.

Raising his head a little, he kissed Zayn lightly, his hand moving to touch Zayn's face as his thumb grazed Zayn's stubble, "Your beard tickles."

Liam whispered to Zayn, giggling at the prickly yet ticklish feel.

"Yeah?" Zayn asked, rubbing his cheek against Liam's, "Does it now?"

"Pokey pokey." Liam replied, pushing Zayn's face away.

"I was thinking.." Zayn trailed off watching what he was doing, his brows furrowed watching Liam pull his shirt up, "Liam?"

"Hmm?"

"Not that I mind but what are you doing?" He asked.

Liam didn't reply but Zayn felt his fingers moving on his stomach before Liam looked at him with a disappointed pout.

"What's wrong?"

"You only have six abs." he complained, Zayn looked at him in confusion, waiting for Liam to start explaining.

"But he had eight." Liam added in an unsatisfied tone.

"Who?" Zayn didn't realise how all of a sudden his voice went a tone deeper but it did.

"My dream wala husband" Liam replied as if Zayn was supposed to know who he was talking about.

"What do you mean by dream wala husband?"

"Dream wala means dream wala." Liam
frowned.

"Why exactly are you having a shirtless man in your dreams?" Zayn asked childishly.

"I don't know. I don't have control over that" Liam's frown deepened at his question, "I didn't even see his face." He murmured sadly.

"Excuse me? Why do you think it's not me?"

"He had eight abs and you have six abs. You don't have eight abs! That's what I was trying to confirm." He replied.

"I had eight, you're the one who makes me eat all that food" Liam heard Zayn say while he was busy tracing the pattern of his muscles.

"Yeah so? I noticed how heavy your breaths when you carried me that day." Liam looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"Liar"

"Haww you are calling me a liar?" Liam looked at him accusingly.

"Yes."

"I'm not talking to you." Liam got up from the bed, and walked towards the washroom only to bump into the wall.

"Stupid wall." He cursed the wall as he opened the door only to see it was the door to the cupboard.

"Stupid hotel." He added before finaly finding the door to the bathroom.

Zayn looked at the now-closed door, shaking his head.

Liam came out after a while, wrapped in just a towel this time, acting like Zayn wasn't present in the room.