“Wanna come over to make noodles?” Justin asks, coyly, his voice cool and seductive.

Zayn stiffens because what is that twerp trying to pull on HIS MAN.

Niall brightens considerably. He seems oblivious to the dangerous note in Justin’s voice and Zayn can only focus on the way that Justin says noodles with a scintillating s sound at the end and the way his eyes linger hungrily on Niall and the way his smile doesn’t really meet his eyes.

“Yes!” Niall crows jubilantly, “Sounds great!”

“I’m coming too,” Zayn buts in defensively, and Justin and Niall both turn to focus eyes on him. Niall’s are bright with adoration.

“Yay! Z’s coming too!” he chirps brightly, running his hands through his hair. “I’m so excited… and so hungry!”

Justin looks incredibly ruffled and baffled. “Uh… I just… meant… Niall…” he trails off weakly as Zayn slits angry eyes at him, because there is no way Zayn is going to let Justin spend a good few hours alone with Niall, especially this late at night.

Poor baby innocent Ni, thinks Zayn affectionately. Good thing Zayn’s here to watch out for him.

I’m coming too,” Zayn buts in defensively, and Justin and Niall both turn to focus eyes on him. Niall’s are bright with adoration.