Sidemen Preferences and Imagines [ discontinued ]

He/ You Doesn't Want Him/ You To Leave The Bed In The Morning

Simon: He nuzzled closer into your neck, whining with a pout on his lips. "Why won't you stay and cuddle?" He mumbled, his accent thick in early mornings like this. "I have to go," you laugh, pressed a kiss to his nose. "Stay," he pulled you closer, his grip on you growing as tight as possible. "Guess I can't escape now."

Tobi: You whined as your pillow, also known as his shoulder was moved away, and took the goalie gloves out of his hands with hooded eyes. He promised to go out with the guys, but you didn't feel good, and wanted him to stay. "Stay," you mumbled, throwing the gloves somewhere in the room. He let out a quiet, amused laugh, "black goalie has to goooooo," he teased. You pressed your lips to his, shaking your head. "Stay."

Josh: You were in his hoodie, sound asleep as he was messing around on his laptop, one of his hands on your waist. Your head was on his chest as he slowly got up to get a drink, pressing a kiss to your head. "Nooooooo," you whined, reaching out for him, pouting. "Don't leave me."

Harry: You and the guys all spent a night watching horror movies, and you two were sound asleep on the couch, your head tucked into his neck, his mouth parted slightly, soft snores escaping- he looked adorable. He stirred, waking up, pressing a kiss to your head and got him, but you insisted he stayed. "You could go up," you smiled cheekily. "Or stay and cuddle your girlfriend." You raised an eyebrow and he laughed. "I'm just getting a glass of water." He teased, "promise me you won't fall asleep without me?"

JJ: His loud voice filled your ears, as you jumped off of him, seeing as you were sound asleep- hint, were. You groaned, picking up your blanket and getting up, as he quickly grabbed your waist, bringing you back down. "I'll be quiet if you stay, but if you leave, I'll be loud and follow." He said, shooting you a small wink. You rolled your eyes, nuzzling back into his chest. "Just shut up." "I didn't want you to leave!" He argued.

Vikk: Up. At 3 in the morning. What was he doing? Minecraft. You nuzzled closer into his side, huffing. You grabbed his hand that once held the computed mouse, intertwining your fingers. "I'd like to cuddle and go to sleep, not listen to you type away and yell at creepers." You mumbled, resting your head on his shoulder. "Come back to bed, you dork."

Ethan: Cop car audio roaring as you groaned, almost just as loud. You stuck your head out of the covers, cocking an eyebrow at him. "If you don't turn that off and come back to bed-" "What're you going to do?" He said, amused, his adorable, famous laugh being heard. "Just come back to bed with me you idiot!" You whined, and he nodded. Finally, you got what you wanted. "Only took you three hours," you teased. "I wanted to play!"