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Zayn sets Boyfriend as his ringtone, thinks Pavlov was really onto something with the way Niall goes beet red and scampers to the bathroom every time Zayn gets a text. Usually Louis is the one to sink his teeth into a joke and not let go until he’s wrung the last possible ounce of amusement from it, but Zayn can’t seem to get over how fast a blush can travel up the side of Niall’s neck.
(alternatively: Niall sex pollen fic where the pollen is Justin Bieber's Boyfriend)