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Harry brushes by Zayn and Zayn thinks there might have been a little more body contact than is strictly necessary to get into the room. He smirks to himself as he locks the door, then turns around to find Harry staring at him with a wolfish look in his eye.
“Decided you were going to play dirty tonight, Malik?” he says, and his voice is only about half an octave lower than normal, but, fuck, if it isn’t sexy as hell. Zayn’s mouth waters but he maintains a composed exterior and replies, “You’re the one who escalated it, love. How many times have I smacked your bum onstage, and you never drenched me before. You know that’s off limits.”
Or, Harry gets Zayn wet on stage, and it winds up working out in his favor.