5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Luke Imagine

"Everything is definitely too big for him, Luke." You whine, but you know he's paying no attention as he plays with your 3 year old son, Toby.

"Hold this, son."

He hands him a full sized acoustic guitar. It would have been electric, but Luke claimed it was "too heavy" and giving a 3 year old to hold an electric guitar was "ridiculous". He has some form of sense in him at least.

"I want that shirt, daddy."

Luke gestures for you to grab his 'Complete Mess' tank top, which he then slips over his sons head. The clothing drowns him, but the look of glee on your son's face you would think it fit.

"Ready to pose for some pictures, kiddo."

Luke grabs his camera, pointing it at Toby who points and smiles at the camera acting 'just like daddy does at his photoshoots'.

"He looks ridiculous," you grumble at Luke, who stops and looks out you with a frown on his face, "You didn't even quiff his hair up."

You walk over to Toby with a comb and water, styling his short hair upwards to mimic Luke's more. You all laugh at the finished product of Luke's mini me.

"Toby Hemmings, show me that punk face!"

He sticks his tongue and squints his eyes, just like Luke always does. He lets the guitar go and it lays on his feet, Luke not paying attention to his guitar being on the floor, but enjoying watching his son pretending to be him.

"Rock and Roll!!" your son yells, causing you both to laugh, until he stomps his foot into the back of Luke's guitar and splinters the wood.