Liam's P.O.V
We arrive at my work and I hang up with the movers who already have been sent to move stuff out of Zayn's god awful apartment. I look over to see my baby fiddling with his small thin fingers I smile, he's nervous awe.
I hop out of the car and quickly slam my door shut before running to the other side to open the door for Zayn before he can even think about opening himself.
"Ready" I ask him looking down at his little frame, he nods his head in response grabbing my hand with his icy one and waits for me to lead him to my office. Its at the the top floor and takes a little to get there, I swear I people weren't standing right next to us I wouldn't of hesitated to slam him against that wall and kiss the daylights out of him. Liam no. You would break him.
I unlock the door and flip the lights on to reveal my huge office much bigger than Zayn's apartment might I add (I want him out of there so badlol). Zayn follows behind me like and puppy as I go and sit at my giant desk that lays in the middle of the room with its plush leather chair. I slip my shoes off which makes Zayn shake his head and laugh. Let me tell you when Zayn laughs it's probably one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen, he pokes his tongue through his teeth and thought his head back, and his almond golden brown eyes crinkle. So fucking beautiful. I smile to myself getting all giddy because he's so cute.
"Okay can I work now?" He asks leaning over the my desk from the front. His soft lips are very close to mine right now so I take the opportunity to capture them with my own. Zayn squeaks in surprise pulling away with wide doe eyes.
"We are at work Leeyum!" He playfully scowls me tapping my nose. I shake my head and sigh cracking my knuckles.
"I need you to sort these papers out, I never really read them I just need them to give to tech people so they can calculate our funds." I explain handing him a large stack and a pen in case he needed to label something. Zayn snatches the papers greedily from my hands and runs to the corner of my office sitting Indian style on the carpet floor whispering to himself.
"You know there's a desk and chair for you right babe?" I say gesturing to the desk and chair that sits in the other corner but Zayn shakes his head.
"I'm concentrating liam" he shushes me cutely biting his lip which also makes me want to kiss him. Bad.
The thoughts leave my mind though as an old coworker comes in. I have known him for years now, a nice guy if you are out on his goodside. He's on the chubbier side and has black hair and he's also dressed in a nice black suit, usual attire. Is everyone else supposed to look like crap now because of Zayn?
"Well Liam looks like you got a new assistant" Shahid says looking over at my little Zayn who's furrowed his eyebrows in concentration as he organizes my papers.
"Yeah" is only how I respond weaving a pen in between my fingers before lifting the edge up to chew on. Bad habit.
"Well he's a twink, don't mind if I get some haha" Shahid says winking at my Zayn who blushes and coughs his eyes searching my own for help.
"Well he's mine so good luck with that" I drop my pen on the desk responding. Shahid steps back chuckling and throws his hands in the air.
"Sorry sorry your turf I get it, bet he's amazing in bed though" he teases looking over at Zayn again stepping a little closer to him.
"You probably had liam take you over his desk before I came in here huh twink?" Zayn wrinkles his nose at him.
"He's actually not like that Shahid please get out" I stand up brushing of my shirt and going to sit by my baby who has organized almost all of the papers.
Shahid laughs but winks again at my Zayn. I clench my jaw, god what a punk.
I repeat my words out loud making Zayn giggle as he finishes the stack to find just a blank piece of paper. He picks up the pen with his nimble fingers and begins to sketch an eye. Damn. He's actually really good at this.
I watch him in silence my eyes going up and down between his face and the drawing in his lap.
"Have you ever thought about doing that professionally?" I ask pointing to the random face he has sketched out in ink. Zayn blushes and shakes his head. Damn he's so cute.
"Well you should your actually good baby" I compliment him. His nose wrinkles at the last part because he's not a fan of my pet names but I am past the point of caring about that they are cute and suit him.
"Erm thanks" he throws the paper down standing and placing the new organized stack of papers back on my desk. So what if I stared at his ass the entire time?
"Whelp" I clap my hands together standing along with him and grabbing his hand checking my watch.
"Meeting time"
