5 seconds of summer imagines and preferences

Michael imagine

You were currently at the store getting food for your day of gaming.

"Babe, look Cheetos! Can we get some?" Michael asked excitedly not awaiting your reply before grabbing bags and throwing them into the already overflowing cart.

"I hope you know your paying for this." You said giggling at the deep pout the began forming on Mikey's lips. He groaned but once you neared the checkout line he pulled out his wallet. You headed home after getting the food in the car, flopped on the couch and waited for Mikey to start the game. He handed you a controller.

"Thanks babe." You said crawling over to him and kissing his nose. He shoved you to your respective side of the couch. You started the game and Mikey was so mesmerized by the way the sun reflected of your hair that he didn't realize he was running into a wall. The game ended with you in laughter and him throwing pillows at the tv for playing your victory music.

"What happened?" You asked laying on his stomach occasionally poking him.

"You." He replied but it sounded muffled because his hands were covering his face. You sat up and wrestled his hands of his face.

"What?" You asked again. Michael realizing he wasn't getting out of this yelled that it was you.

"What did I do?" You asked.

"The sun reflected if your hair." He mumbled.

"That's so sweet." You cooed messing with his hair. He broke his hands away from you and pushed you off the couch, but at the last minute you grabbed his arm and pulled him down with you. You leaned on the floor with him leaning his weight on his elbows and feet hole he grinned above you. He lost interest in holding himself up and crashed to the floor beside you.

"That game wasn't fair." He whispered running his fingers through your tangled brown hair that was splayed out across his chest.

"Why?" You whispered back trying desperately to hold the mood he was putting you in.

"Because I have the real prize." He said bushing as you looked up at him.

"What is it?" You asked grinning at the red creeping up to his cheeks.

"Well she's right in front of me." He started. You grinned and climbed on him. He held your waist while you rested your head on his neck. He let go of your waist and held your head in between his hands while he brought it down to reach his lips. He held your head right above his lips until you smashed your lips onto his. He didn't kiss back immediately because he was shocked. He wrapped his arms around your waist and flipped over so he was on top and you were on bottom. Overall it was the best day of your life  you had Michael by your side and you spent the rest of the night beating Mikey and then kissing him to make him feel better.