*Luke's pov*
''Hey babe?" I called, as I searched under the bed for my smile face t-shirt; I swear I wore it a couple of days ago.
''Yes Lukey?" Y/n said, as she plopped onto the bed.
''Do you know where my white smiley face is love? I can't find it anywhere.'' I sighed, as she looked up to the roof, doing her 'thinking' face.
''I think I washed it, so look in the closet it babe, speaking of the wash, I have to go fold.'' Y/n smiled, as she walked out of our shared bedroom.
I nodded and crawled into the walk-in closet, I searched on my side, but nothing. I carefully slid open Y/n dresser and searched the top, maybe its wrapped in her underwear or something. I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks as I lifted her panties, even though I have seen her in them countless of times, I just don't wanna over step my boundaries. My tongue toyed with my lip ring as I dug into her dresser; I paused when I felt something cold. Maybe this is my birthday present? I grinned, as I pulled it out. Look as the oval shaped purple vibrator in my hand I froze; does Y/n use this when I am tour? That's kind of hot, but does that mean I’m not good enough? I sighed as I remembered Michael's words, ''I don't mean anything by it Luke, you're just too good for that kind of stuff'' Michael and Calum drug me into an American store called Spencer’s, or something, and we came across the 'naught' section and Calum threw a pair of handcuffs at me, but Michael snatched them away he thinks I am Vanilla, they all think I am, including Y/n. I'll show them vanilla...
