Ashton:
"What are you up to love?" your boyfriend Ashton asks you as he walks into your living room. You are sat cross legged on the floor whilst watching Elf, one of your favourite Christmas movies. "I'm just about to start wrapping some presents. Would you like to help me?" you ask. "Of course, I would love to," he smiles as he sits down on the floor next to you, "So, who's presents are we wrapping first?" he asks. "I usually start with family, so how about your brother and sister?" you ask and he nods, so you reach over to the massive pile of unwrapped presents that are next to you and find Lauren and Harry's presents before handing them to your boyfriend. "I really think they'll like these," he smiles as he leans over and grabs the wrapping paper, cellotape and scissors so that he can begin wrapping them. "I think they will too," you smile back at him. "You're a very good gift buyer Y/N, do you know what? I don't know what I'd do without you to organise things for me," he tells you and you can't help but blush. "Can I have that one in writing please?" you smirk and he lightly laughs, shaking his head. "Oh, I do love you Y/N," he smiles before the two of you begin to wrap presents together.
Calum:
"Calum Hood, get your perfect ass over here right now!" you shout across your dining room to your boyfriend, "You promised that you would help me wrap these damn presents and so that is what will happen." "Perfect ass, hhm?" he smirks, walking over to you and wrapping his arms firmly around your waist, pulling you into him. "It seems that whenever you're mad with me, all you ever do is shower me with complements." "You have a nice ass okay," you lightly laugh, "Anyway! You need to help me wrap these presents Cal, it's so much easier with two people wrapping." "Babe, I'm kind of in the middle of something," he says and you pout, giving him the eyes that you know he can't say no to, "Ugh, fine, I suppose I'll help you. Now stop doing that little puppy face, you know that I find it too adorable," he blushes as he sits down on one of the dining chairs and grabs the wrapping paper, already one step ahead of you with wrapping because he begins to measure out how much is needed for the first gift. "Who is this one for?" he smiles. "Your Mum," you tell him, "Now you do think she'll like it, don't you? Because if you don't, then I would rather take it back and change it." "Y/N, babe, you need to calm down. She will love it, and I'll let her know that it was your idea to buy it," he smiles, leaning into you and placing a small kiss on your forehead.
Luke:
"Look at this one! This one is way better than my last, don't you think so Y/N?" your boyfriend Luke asks you, pushing the present that he has wrapped across the living room floor to where you are sat, wrapping presents also. You take one look at it and crack a smile. He looks at you in a concerned way and you don't want to hurt his feelings so you try to hide your laughter but you fail miserably. "Why are you laughing?" he questions, looking down. "Lukey, your wrapping is awful babe, I'm sorry," you smile as you scoot across the floor to sit next to him, wrapping your arms around him. "I'm so shit at wrapping. This is why I use gift bags damn it," he laughs, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. "You can't use gift bags babe, I'm sorry. Listen, how about I wrap your presents for you?" you suggest. "You don't have to do that, you have your own to wrap," he smiles, "But thanks for the offer, I love you." "Please let me wrap your presents. I love wrapping, it gets me into the Christmas spirit," you smile and he lightly laughs. "Okay then, whatever you want to do. You're so cute Y/N," he laughs and you blush as he places a small kiss on your forehead.
Michael:
"Y/N...babeeeee!" you hear your boyfriend shout from the dining room as you are upstairs. You quickly run down the stairs, thinking that something serious is wrong, and burst through the dining room door. "Mikey, babe, what's wrong?!" you are quick to ask, worried about your boyfriend. "I'm shit at wrapping, do you mind helping me?" he asks, raising his eyebrows, and you sigh, rolling your eyes at him. "Michael, are you serious? I was about to go and have a nice bath and just relax and I thought something serious had happened. But no, you want me to wrap your damn presents!" you say and he looks down, feeling a little bit guilty. "Mikey, no, don't feel bad. I'm sorry," you say, walking up to where he is sat on one of the dining room chairs and wrapping your arms around him from behind, resting your head on his shoulder. "Do you want some help then babe?" you offer. "Yes please. I'm so sorry," he faintly smiles as he pulls out the seat that is next to him for you to sit down on, which you do. "So who is this one for?" you ask him. "My Mum," he smiles nervously, "Y/N, do you think she'll like it?" he asks you. "Babe of course she will," you reassure him. "Okay, good, I am glad. I was just worried, that's all, because you have a lot better taste than me and I kind of regretted saying that I would choose her gift." "It's lovely, and she will love it, I promise you," you smile, leaning into him and placing a small kiss on his soft cheek, making him smile and blush.
A/N
So idk if you can tell but firstly I FUCKING LOVE CALUM'S ASS and secondly I FUCKING LOVE FOREHEAD KISSES... idk man, I just do – Charlie
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