Louis: You were reading a book on the couch when Louis came and began poking your cheek annoyingly. You looked up from your book and glared at him. "What?" you spat out. He smiled sweetly at you. "What does otp mean?" "Are you serious that's what you're harassing me for." you said rolling your eyes. He nodded and hugged you kissing you all over your face. "If you tell me I will love you even more." he said cheesily still kissing you. You pushed him off giggling uncontrollably. "ok ok Lou, otp means one true pairing." you said simply returning to your book. "And what the heck does that mean?" he asked. You smiled at him "When people really like two people together they say that pair is their otp got it?" you asked. He grinned and nodded returning to the bedroom. "Thanks babe and I love you more now!" he shouted.
Zayn was on your laptop because his was getting fixed. "Baby can I just see the computer for a minute I just wanna check my tumblr?" you asked him. He nodded. You just went and sat on his lap kissing his cheek softly before putting the laptop on your lap and opening up your tumblr. You answered some messages people sent you and gave it back to him. He looked up at you quizzically. "What's an imagine?" he asked. "That's just a tumblr thing don't worry about it." you said casually. "Tell me please." he begged cutely giving you the pout. You sighed kissing his pouting lips. "Ok you win." He smiled broadly. "An imagine is just something that people write like a little story." you said hoping he understood. "Oh so people write imagines about me?" "Yep a lot and some of them are very smutty." you explained grinning at him. He smiled cheekily turning his attention to the laptop. "You're going to look for a smutty imagine aren't you?" you asked already knowing the answer.
Liam was on the computer as you were getting ready to go to work. You saw him enter the room and stare at you like a little child. "Is there something you want?" you asked, looking at his reflection in the full length mirror. His forehead was creased and you could see he was thinking about something. "Babe?" you asked again. "Yea I just wanted to know what does gif stand for?" he asked looking up at you. You began to chuckle. "That's what you were thinking so hard about?" you asked. He nodded shyly. "Well it's just like a little moving picture thingy." you said. His face dawned with realization as he ran back outside. You just giggled and shook your head wondering since when your beautiful sex god turned into a five year old.
Niall: Niall had never been on tumblr before so you were introducing him to it. He was just scrolling through your dashboard when he stopped and looked at the screen. "What does that mean?" he asked pointing to a word. You looked and saw that he pointed to the word ship. You smiled. "It's just a tumblr word you know. It means like when someone likes two people together they say they ship them." you explained. "Ohhhhhhh." he said staring at you. "What?" you asked him. "So do people ship us?" he asked. You giggled, "Yes, yes they do." He nodded smiling, "Good because I ship us to." You smiled at his cuteness and kissed his cheek.
Harry: You sat on Harry's lap as you scrolled through tumblr casually on your phone. His hands lazily playing with your hair as he watched television. You weren't really taking him on until, "Wow babe what's that?" he asked peering down at your phone screen. You just stared back at him quizzically. He took his finger and scrolled a little up on the phone. "What's a preference?" he asked. You just giggled and now it was his turn to stare at you confused. "Well what does it mean?" he asked again. "Well Umm it's a thing that people write about well you guys mostly." you replied trying your best to explain it. He just looked more confused than ever. "ok well basically there is a topic ok and then the person who is writing the preference will write a little mini story with each of you boys on this same topic, Do you understand?" you asked him questioningly. He nodded unsure of himself. "I think so." he grinned. "Do people write dirty preferences?" You nodded and a cheeky grin found its way on his face. "Well let's read some then." he said. You just rolled your eyes at him.
