Calum:
Calum opened the door. He had just arrived from practice and you thought you'd prank him. He stopped when he saw a lot--probably more than one hundred--of cups.
"(y/n)!" He called. You were holding in your laughter.
"Yes?" You asked, peeking your head around the corner. You were on the other side of the cups.
"How am I supposed to get through?" He pouted.
"I don't know, figure it out." You laughed. "Get rid of them one-by-one."
"Drink them? (y/n), I'll have to use the bathroom."
"Okay, fine. I'll take ten away." You sighed, grabbing two cups and walking towards the kitchen. A second later, you grabbed two more and walked back to the kitchen.
"I'm going to get her back." Calum said to himself, taking one step, trying to not spill anything. He was unsuccessful and a cup fell over, causing another to fall, and another. He sighed. "(y/n), don't kill me, but I spilled some!"
Ashton:
"(y/n)!" Ashton yelled. "This means war!"
You laughed. "Okay, Irwin! But, watch your back!"
Earlier, you superglued the shampoo bottle shut. So, Ashton had to take off the lid and put it on. But, by the sound of things, he put too much on. You were sure he'd be spending a few minutes rising it all out. He already knew it was you. You two had been having a prank war for a week.
"(y/n), I'm going to be late to rehearsal with the boys!"
"Then, you'll tell them why. Tell me their reactions. It is hilarious."
"It's not. . ." But, you heard him laugh. "Okay, a little. By the way, this is not helping my toughness."
"What toughness?" You giggled. "I'm joking. You're very tough."
"Yes. I am your protector."
"I'm very lucky. When you're done, I'll have to give you a kiss."
"I can't wait."
You grinned. "Good luck getting the shampoo out."
Luke:
"(y/n), is something wrong with the shower?" Luke asked, using a towel to dry off his hair but made a face. "My hair is sticky and everything. I tried taking another shower. But, that didn't help." He was dressed already.
"Um, no. . . I don't know why." You were holding back a smile. Luke raised an eyebrow.
"Are you sure? I mean, I know we've been having this prank war and. . ."
"Okay, maybe I pranked you. But, in my defense, you put food coloring on my toothbrush last week."
"Babe, what did you do?"
"I put candy in the shower head. So, when you used it, the water became sticky. It should be okay now." You grinned.
Luke had a smile on his face. "Be expecting a prank soon."
"I will, Lucas." You giggled, kissing his cheek. He placed a sweet kiss on your forehead. You had butterflies in your stomach and kissed him. He returned the kiss almost immediately.
Michael:
You had bought a product that showed up in steam or fog. A devilish smile appeared on your lips. You went home and spelled the word "Run."
You eagerly waited for Michael to get home. After an hour, he finally did. You had to resist from laughing and smirking.
"Hey, Mikey." You hugged him closely, breathing in his scent.
"Hey, (n/n)." He smiled, returning the hug. "How are you?"
"I'm good. I missed you, though." It was true. You missed him all day. You didn't want to sound clingy, though.
"I missed you too, babe." Michael placed a delicate kiss on your nose. "I'm going to go take a shower, alright?"
"Yeah, no problem." You nodded. He disappeared into the bathroom.
About twenty to thirty minutes later, you saw him leave the bathroom. His hair was wet and he was wearing comfy clothes. "(y/n), have you seen the bathroom?"
"Yeah, right before you got home. Why?" You asked, looked at him with a confused expression.
"I'll show you." Your boyfriend grabbed your hand and started leading you to the bathroom.
The steam hasn't faded yet.
You pulled your hand away. When Michael turned around and looked at you, you kissed him. He returned the kiss quickly and put his hands on your waist. You kissed him again, also missing his lips on yours. You hadn't seen him all day. You two didn't have an actual kiss.
You put your hands around his neck. After a minute of kisses, Michael slowly pulled away. "(y/n), I have to show you. Please?"
You nodded, taking his hand. He lead you to the bathroom. "It's right he-- It's not there." He said. You laughed, immediately wishing you didn't. He'd know now. "What is it?" He questioned.
"Nothing." You bit back a smile.
"Did you prank me?"
"Possibly." You smirked. He kissed you softly. You returned the kiss.
"Hey, (y/n)?" He whispered.
"Yeah?" You breathed, your voice also a whisper.
"I'm going to prank you back." With that, he kissed you again.
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