Preference: You're moody because you're hungry (Request)
Harry: "Hey, babe--" "Fuck off!" Harry glanced up from his phone to give you a confused look. "...Did I say something?" he asked slowly. You sighed, shaking your head. "No, I just haven't eaten in hours," you grumbled. He chuckled and kissed the top of your head. "Don't worry, I'll fix that. What are you in the mood for?" he said, grabbing his keys as he started to head out. "Anything!" He stopped to give you a quick smirk. "Anything?" he asked seductively. You rolled your eyes. "You know what I mean, Styles."
Liam: Your eyes scanned over your boyfriend as soon as he walked into the flat. Nothing. "Where's the food?!" you demanded. His eyes widened. "I'm sorry, babe, I completely forgot," he said. "Well 'sorry' isn't going to fill my stomach, is it?" you snapped. You could tell he was a bit startled by your unusually short temper, so you let out a sigh to calm yourself down. "I'm sorry, I'm being a moody bitch, aren't I?" you said. Liam just smiled and wrapped his arm around your waist. "That's not exactly how I'd put it, but yeah, a little bit. So are you up for Nando's?" he replied.
Louis: You clutched your stomach and rolled onto your side, longing for food. But unfortunately, the boys had completely wiped out your fridge last night, leaving you with nothing but their leftovers. You moaned in pain, which got Louis's attention. He walked into the room cautiously. "Babe...Is it that time of the month again?" he asked. You glared at him but shook your head. "No, I just want food, but I can't eat anything because you and the boys ate all of it!" you replied. He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry about that. I guess we should go grocery shopping then," he suggested.
Niall: "Can we get something to eat now?" you begged Niall for the hundredth time. Usually he was the one to complain about shopping, but you hadn't eaten anything all day, and you were getting pretty crabby. "In a little while, babe," Niall replied, his eyes glued to the store displays. You pouted. "Fine. I'll just go by myself," you replied, sounding more childish than you intended. He finally turned to you and saw how exhausted you were. "You're really hungry, huh?" he chuckled. "Just shut up and follow me," you replied, grabbing his arm and dragging him toward the food court.
Zayn: You practically jumped into Zayn's arms when he finally came home with the food. "Wow, I'm starving," you said, reaching for the plastic bags in his hands. But he cleverly pulled them away, trying to suppress a smirk. "What about a thank-you?" he asked. You frowned. "Thanks," you muttered half-heartedly. But he pulled the bags out of your reach, which pissed you off a bit. "What about a thank-you kiss?" Without hesitating, you quickly pecked his lips and went for the food, only to have the bags slip out of your reach again. "That wasn't a proper kiss." You knew Zayn wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted, so you leaned in and kissed him passionately, which he seemed pretty pleased about.