5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

He Gets You A Puppy

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(( A/N: Yo wassup? I'm bored af so ima write a preference that will take twenty thousand years to write so yo. ))

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Luke:

"What is happening?!?!" Is your first response to someone, something, licking your face. You open your eyes and see a Basset puppy eagerly licking your face. "LUKE!" You yell, and can't help but laugh as the puppy tongue tickles you. "Yeah?" He says oblivious to the puppy. "What is this?" You demand, sitting up and picking the puppy up. "What?" Luke asks, and takes the Basset from you. He brings the puppy to his face and the puppy licks him, and Luke scrunches his face up. "You said that the Basset in Arsitocats was cute, so I got you one." Luke justify's and shrugs. You sigh and Luke places the Basset back into your lap. You examine him for a moment before sighing again. You scratch behind the puppy's ears. You look up at Luke and attempt to look as stern as possible. You cross your arms over your chest and look at Luke. "We can keep her."

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Michael:

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?" You yell, as soon as you leave yours' and Michael's' room. Everything going on in the house was perfectly normal, except for one thing. Michael was sitting on the couch going through Netflix, not a surprise, with a Pomsky crawling over him. Michael looks over to you. He stands up and makes his way toward you, with the puppy in one hand. "Good morning, baby." Michael greets and pecks you on your lips. "Good morning." You reply, in somewhat of a daze. "What do you have there?" You ask softly, staring at the puppy. "I'm leaving for tour soon and I don't want you to get lonely. So I got you a Pomsky." Michael says, and you can tell hes begging for your acceptance. "You wanna hold him?" Michael asks, and you nod. He places the puppy in your arms, and you notice that the puppy has two different colored eyes. One blue and the other brown. "Can we keep him?" Michael pouts, and the puppy looks up at you and seems to do his own puppy pout. "Yeah."

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Ashton:

"Okay one step to the right." Ashton guides you with his voice. "Wait one minute I'll be back as soon as I can." Ashton reassures you. "I'll stay here." You tell him, and he laughs, his breath hitching in his throat. You wait for at least five minutes before you hear Ashton approach you. "Babe, that was way more than five minutes." You scold him. "Sorry your surprise was being... erm, difficult." He explains. A few moments later Ashton speaks up. "Okay, you can take off your blindfold." Ashton instructs, his voice giddy. You practically tear off the blindfold and you're astounded at the sight in front of you. A Australian Terrier is sniffing around in your living room, and you squeal. "Oh my gosh, Ashton!" You squeal and throw your arms around his neck. "Thank you so much!" You giggle as the puppy sniffs your bare feet.

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Calum:

"He's an Alaskan Klee Kai." Calum tells you a few hours after Calum gifts you a puppy. "Hes cute." You remark. "Not cuter than me, right?" Calum asks and pouts. "Of course not." You say sarcastically, and roll your eyes. You both watch for a few moments as the puppy rolls around on the carpet, trying to get comfortable. You and Calum both laugh, and the puppy whines, as if he knows that you're laughing at him. "Aw puppy," You coo and lean over to pick up the dog, and Calum smacks your ass. "Calum," You scold and the puppy makes home on both of your laps. The puppy slowly falls asleep, while you and Calum discuss anything and everything about life. "You think he's sleeping?" Calum asks after a few beats of silence. "Yeah," You say quietly. A few moments later the puppy farts in his sleep, and Calum gags. You can't help but laugh, as the puppy's rear end is resting on Calum's thigh, so he has the worst end of it.

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(( A/N: Apparently I have allergies. Yay me. ))

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