5sos Preferences and Imagines

Tickle Fights

Michael: The sun shined through the curtains of your room, letting a soft glow emit throughout it. It was finally the weekend and Michael was snoring, sleeping like a rock. It was 8 AM so it’s usual to find him still asleep. He lazily threw an arm around your waist nuzzling into your neck. “Make me food.” He mumbled slurring his words slightly still heavy with sleep. “But I don’t want to.” You yawned rubbing your eyes. “But I’m starving!” Michael whines looking at you. “But I don’t wanna get up!” You mimic his tone looking back at him. Michael huffs before a devious smile spreads across his face. You furrow your eyebrows at him until you feel his “innocent” drumming on your hip. You widen your eyes at him before grabbing his hands. “Michael…” You say in a warning tone but it all fails once he starts attacking your side. You burst out laughing trying to push his hands off you but his weight is making it difficult to squirm out. “Michael no stop it!” You yell our between giggles. “Not until you make me breakfast!” He groan out sitting up straddling your waist. You shake your head not wanting to accept defeat. “I’m not gonna give into you Clifford.” “Your choice.” Michael shrugs innocently smirking going back at it. You laugh squirming underneath him, your stomach starting to cramp by how hard you were laughing. “Fine fine! Alright I’ll make you your god damn food!” You yell between labored breaths as he victoriously smiles getting off of you. “Love youuuu!” He yells lying back down making you roll your eyes getting out of bed.

Ashton: For the past hour, you and Ashton have been in the tour bus. It’s really hot outside so you two decided to stay in the air conditioned bus rather than outside melting. You and Ashton were both on the floor leaning against the sofa drinking water while watching him play on his phone. You poked his dimples constantly making them appear even more. “Babe what’re you doing, you’re messing up my game!” He groans giggling as you rub your nose against his cheek. “Ashton we’ve been in here nearly an hour and a half! It’s getting boring!” You whined resting your forehead against his shoulder. He just shook his head smiling continuing his game. You mindlessly started tracing the skin in his shirt, considering it was cut out in some places, Ashton adjusted himself slightly making a wide smile spread across your face. “Hey Ash..? Are you ticklish?” You ask innocently lifting your head to look at him. “No……?” His voice went kind of high at the end which made you draw your conclusion. You wiggled your fingers at his sides as the curly boy started erupting in fits of giggles. “Y/N! No stop it stop it!” He yells while you continued your assault until the rest of the boys can in seeing you on top of a red faced Ashton. They snickered while Ashton looked up at them. “She was tickling me!” “Whatever you say mate.” Calum snickers covering his mouth going to his bunk.

Luke: Sitting at your desk in yours and Luke’s room, you stared at you computer with a hard stare waiting for the words to come to you. You had an essay to write for class and it was due tomorrow, you trying to be superman thought you could just finish it all in a snap the night before. But you’ve been sitting in the desk chair for over 2 hours just waiting for your brain to click and complete your essay. Luke comes over frowning when he sees your blank face. “I think you should take a break sweetheart…” He murmurs softly pressing your lips against your temple. You shake you head rubbing your forehead frustratedly. “I have to finish this… It’s due tomorrow and I only have one paragraph done.” Luke says nothing and just picks you up before sitting down in the chair with you in his lap. You rest your head against his shoulder until you feel his fingers trace your sides make a light laugh escape your mouth. He grins pressing slightly harder making the laughs come out harder hunching forwards. Luke had one arm around your waist while the other continued tickling, he was laughing with you seeing your beautiful smile. He finally stopped making you catch your breath wiping stray tears from your eyes. “See? I love it when you’re so happy” Luke says cheery making you smile again pressing your lips against his.

Calum: Calum sat on the couch with his legs sprawled in front of him propped on the arm rest. You walk downstairs seeing him on the couch pouting. “Your lanky legs are taking over the whole sofa.” “My lap is free.” Calum says cheekily patting his lap making you come over straddling him. He intertwines both your hands together smiling up at you pecking your lips. You smile leaning in pressing your lips against his a bit more firmly. Calum’s arms snake around your waist slipping his tongue into your mouth. You hum in content into his mouth wrapping your arms tightly around his neck pulling yourself closer to him if possible. His lips leave yours trailing down your jaw and neck making you bite your lip to stifle your giggling. You grip his shoulders as you starts laughing making him pull back looking at you. “Why are you laughing?” He furrowing his eyebrows smiling at you. “I’m ticklish.” Calum grins squeezing your hips making you squeal slightly grabbing his forearms as you have him a warning look not very seriously. “Well this is gonna be fun..” He nuzzled his face into your neck pressing kisses everywhere he could reach. You laughed breathing heavily holding the side of his neck as his lips assaulted you.