5SOS One-Shots and Preferences

Muke: Brother/Bestfriend: Off Limits

Luke
Age: 19

You sighed as your twin brother, Luke, walked downstairs, his curly headed bestfriend sluggishly following behind him.

You didn't care if your brother said he was off limits, that boy was hot and there wasn't any denying it.

Those hazel eyes and curly hair made you swoon at the sight of him when you first met him.

"Fuck." You lowly whisperer, no one hearing you.

You had no interest before, so why now? Honestly, to you thatd be like liking your brother, but there was just something intriguing about Ashton.

They sat on the couch, Ashton being closest to you. If he had moved just an inch further, his leg and hips would be up against yours.

They was playing the Xbox and Ashton had adjusted his legs, making his hit yours slightly.

"Luke honey!" Your mum yelled out, Luke pausing the game and walking out of the room, seeing what your mum had wanted from the blonde lad.

You had your nose buried in a book, your glasses slightly falling as you read. Ashton lifted his hand and reached over, pushing your glasses back up on the bridge of your nose. He slowly grabbed the book out of your hands, placing it in the middle of you. His pointer finger directing your chin in his direction.

What is taking Luke so long? You thought to yourself.

Ashton slowly leaned in, placing a small kiss at the corner of your mouth.

"Asht-" you started but was interrupted by him.

"Sh. I see how you look at me, you want this just as much as I do."

"But Luk-" Once again, you was interrupted.

"I don't care. Now hurry up and kiss me before he gets back." He muttered, pulling you against his lips, you tangling your fingers in his messy curly hair, slightly tugging.

"I always knew a Hemmings would end up with an Irwin, but I didn't know who." Luke teased as he walked in the room, causing you to jump apart.

"Are you mad?" You whispered playing with you fingers. You mean, you knew that was your brothers best friend, and he made that clear he didn't want you dating him when he first saw the way you looked at him when he first brought him over.

"No Y/N." He sighed, making you squeal and throw your body across Ashton and hugging Luke, making the two laugh.

"Be mine?" Ashton whispered once you leaned up, making you squeal once more.

"Yes." He laughed, cupping your face and kissing your lips, making Luke groan.

"Am I going to regret this? Probably. Am I happy that my bestfriend and sister are happy? Hell yes." He mumbled, making you smile.

Michael
Age: 17

You sighed, stepping over your bestfriend as you both slept in the floor, but she was closer to the door, so if you got up, you had no choice but to step over her.

You walked down the stairs slowly to keep the stairs floor from creaking, but obviously it wasn't enough because her brother, Michael, popped his head out the door, his newly dyed hair glowing as his light illuminated the hallways.

"Y/N? What are you doing up? It's late." He asked, walking out of his room, only in sweatpants that tugged at his waist.

You lightly gulped, your eyes trailing down Michaels body. There was no doubt he was insanely good looking, but that's your bestfriends brother, and that'd be wrong.

"I uh, I was thirsty." You made up some excuse, not telling him the exact reason you couldn't sleep.

The real reason was is that the stupid colored hair boy infront of you wouldn't leave your mind.

Your hair swayed behind you as you continued walking down the stairs, just in your pajamas which consisted of a pair of sleeping shorts and your own older brothers old baggy tshirt.

You heard footsteps behind you, making a slight smile tug at your lips.

You reached up into the cupboard, trying to make your story believable, but couldn't reach the cups.

You felt a cold hand, but strangely satisfying, on your hip as another hand grabbed a cup for you, you turned around as it was sat on the counter.

Michael had you trapped between his body and the counter top, a small gasp escaping your lips.

His eyes darted from your lips to your eyes as his hands moved your hands to his chest, placing them there before moving his hands back to your hips.

His nails dug into your hips slightly.

He leaned in, placing his cherry colored lips on your light pink ones. Once your mind had finally registered you was kissing your bestfriends brother, you pulled away, lightly shoving him away.

"This is wrong." You mumbled.

"How?" He asked, "You know what you do to me Y/N. You know I like you." He admitted, a grin appearing on his face.

You sighed, making his grin bigger, knowing he had won, once again.

"But that's my bestfriend Michael."

"And it's my sister, but I like you Y/N.." He started, pulling you closer, "And I know you like me too."

He placed his lips on yours when you saw a shadow from the corner of your eye.

"About damn time you got together.." Y/B/N grunted, her eyes darting toward her brother, making you laugh.