#10 | The Thing He Loves Most About You
Calum:
Your hands. He loves the way they fit perfectly in his and how it's always warm when his are cold. He also likes the feeling of your fingers tracing over his chest when you cuddle together.
Ashton:
He loves your clumsiness. You tend to fall frequently and trip over obvious things and stumble over your own feet. He doesn't care, though, he loves watching you squeal, having the shock of your life. Then, he'll catch you and mention how cliché the situation was and you'd laugh all the time. You always know he'll be there to catch you, no matter what the situation was like.
Luke:
Your shortness. Okay, you're the average height (or maybe a little shorter) but when you stand next to him, you look like a dwarf. Your head barely even reaches his broad shoulders. When you hug, you have to painfully bend your neck to rest your chin on his shoulder. But, he loves how you struggle getting things off the top shelf. Plus, he even puts everything he knows you use in the top shelves so he can purposely come in and help you. He loves being there for you, even if it was set up by him, himself.
Michael:
Your eyes. He finds them so mesmerizing. People usually think it's dull and boring. Just one simple color. Maybe two colors, like cats. But he finds them so mesmerizing, he keeps staring at them. Sometimes, he purposely tells you to tell the same old long ass story so he can stare into your eyes for a reason instead of staring into your soul like a creep. You like it, though, because he'll love looking at you and wiping away all your insecurities.
