Liam sighed softly, dipping his head forward to kiss away the tear. He pulled back a little bit so he could look the blonde in the eyes. He hadn't forgot, he just simply hadn't been thinking. "I love you, Ni. Don't cry." He mumbled softly, reaching out to brush Niall's hair from his face.
Louis hummed once he felt Harry wrap his muscled arms around him, cuddling even closer now in the tight loop of his boyfriend's arms. "Good. You're my heater and my heater only. No one else's," He said softly, grinning fondly up at the curly haired lad with those bright blue eyes.