"Maybe you’re my cure." Niall slurs against Zayn’s throat when he half carries him into his bedroom. Zayn just smiles at him and doesn’t point out that he’s been up nearly twenty four hours straight, just tucks him in and slides into the middle of the bed beside him. Niall curls into him, lips pressing softly to the meat of his shoulder in a goodnight kiss before he’s completely out for the count.(How Can You Swallow So Much Sleep)