5SOS Preferences

Mornings With Him

Calum: he would normally wake up first, and for a couple of minutes he would relish in gazing over you, adoring how peaceful and calm you looked. But, then he would get bored. He'd poke you until you woke up, a cheeky grin spread over his beautiful face.
"Morning gorgeous," he would whisper, kissing your forehead. You would complain about him waking you up, even though you didn't really mind. You would lay there for a while, talking about everything and nothing while curled up in each other's arms. You never wanted to get out of bed in a morning.

Luke: he would gently kiss every inch of your face until you woke up, and when you finally did he would excitedly jump out of bed and drag you out with him, pulling you downstairs so you could watch him make pancakes.
He would turn and flash you his beautiful smile every so often, and you would sleepily grin back at him. He always cut your pancakes into little hearts to show you how much he loved you, even though they were mostly unrecognisable as hearts. Normally they looked like unidentifiable shapes, but you never said anything about it because you knew how hard he had tried. Plus, they tasted pretty good so who cared what they looked like?

Ashton: you always awakened before Ashton and went to freshen up before he woke up. Generally you would reenter your guys bedroom and he would be sat up, his eyes half shut and a sleepy grin plastered on his face.
"Where'd you go?" He would say, and you would tell him you showered, to which he would retort "aw, you should've woken me, we could've enjoyed it together."
You would slowly walk to the bed, and he would grab your waist and pull you into his bare chest, wrapping you in his warm arms until you began to feel sleepy again. You would both drop off and end up sleeping into the afternoon, happy in each other's embrace.

Michael: whoever woke up first would lay still, perfectly content snuggled up to the other, until you were both awake. The atmosphere never stayed peaceful for long as one of you (usually Michael) initiated a tickle fight. He liked having his hands on your body, and likewise you enjoyed being able to make his eyes darken with lust. On some days you ended up staying in bed all day, but on most day's hunger pulled you from your comfort, so you often played Rock Paper Scissors to see who had to make breakfast and serve it to the winner. Michael was awful at cooking, so if he lost you got burnt toast and Nutella or too-soggy cereal. If you lost then you would get bacon sandwiches or scrambled eggs, so as much as it pained you, you often tried to lose so that you could have something decent to eat.