Clinton Cave-
Clinton was sprawled across the couch, hair a complete mess, soft snores escaping. You crouched down beside him, poking his cheek. "Rise and shine, rockstar." He cracked one eye open, groaning dramatically before grabbing a throw pillow and covering his face. "Five more minutes... unless you've got coffee."
Mitchel Cave-
You found Mitchel face-down on the studio couch, still in yesterday's clothes. You gently shook his shoulder. "You've got a shoot in twenty minutes." He groaned without lifting his head, "If you cancel it, I'll name my next album after you."
Christian Anthony-
Christian was curled up under a blanket, looking almost peaceful. You softly nudged him, whispering his name. He blinked at you with sleepy eyes, then smiled faintly. "Mornin'. You okay?" His first thought was always about you.
Jesse Boyle-
Jesse could sleep through anything, so you had to resort to tugging the covers off him. "Up. Now." He peeked out from the pillow fortress, squinting. "Bossy, just like your brothers."
Patrick Wilde-
Patrick had fallen asleep in the passenger seat during a late-night drive. You nudged him when you pulled into the driveway. "We're here." He opened one eye, smirking. "You just like seeing me disoriented."
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Teen FictionHello yes, its been a while sorry about that...alot of shit has been going on in my life right now i'm and sorry but i'm obsessed with a new band...well not new band cause they've been active since 2014 but I just recently got INTO them a few days a...
