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Love bites

A S H T O N :

The shrill sound of a shriek echoed from the adjoining bathroom and Ashton jolted awake, blinking his eyes open as he quickly jumped out of bed to find you covering your neck with your hand. His fists were held up in the air like he was getting ready to fight someone, his heart gradually slowing down when he realized that you were alone and unharmed. Straightening his posture, Ashton furrowed his eyebrows as he wiped at his eyes sleepily. “Why’d you yell, babe?” He asked, his voice husky from sleep. Turning to look at him, you glowered as you removed your hand from your neck. “That’s why!” You shouted, pointing at the large bruise that was now turning a weird shade of purple from discoloration. Ashton smirked, reaching out and gently touching the hickey that was placed on your neck. “I did a good fucking job!” He stated proudly, beaming at his work. Your eyes narrowed in frustration as you banged at his chest gently. “No! You did a bad fucking job, Ashton! I have to go to work with this… Thing on my neck!” You shouted in anger, and Ashton shrugged, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his body. “Well at least they’ll know you’re mine.”

C A L U M :

Warm yellow rays from the sun peeked through the curtain as you and Calum laid in bed, your eyes locked on each other’s and the comforter wrapped loosely around your sweaty bodies. Identical grins were on both of your faces as your noses were pressed up against one another, your arms wrapped around each other’s bodies as Calum placed a sweet kiss on your lips. “That was incredible,” he whispered, his eyes full of adoration as he looked you. A warm sensation hit your cheeks and you hid your face in Calum’s chest causing him to chuckle. “You’re so cute,” he mused, running his fingertips along your spine causing goosebumps to appear. Lifting your head from his chest, you opened your mouth to say something when you noticed the large purple bruise on his neck, your hand immediately covering your mouth to supress your giggles when you realized what it was. Calum’s gaze turned from loving to confused as he looked at you. “What?” He asked, swatting at his face. “Is there something on my face?” Giggling, you reached out and tracked the bruise on his neck, smirking at your work. “I gave you a hickey,” you whispered before bursting out laughing, Calum following in suit before he groaned. “The boys are never gonna let me live this down if they see it,” he whined, pouting at you. Rolling your eyes, you manuevered yourself so that you were now lying on top of him. “Deal with it,” you muttered, before leaning down and connecting your lips. 

L U K E :

Wiping the sleep from your eyes, you trudged from the back of the bunk area, the sound of the boys yelling at each other snapping you out of your sleepy daze as you walked into the lounge. “Well, well, well, looks who’s awake!” Luke said, walking over to you and placing a kiss on your lips. Pulling away, you smiled tiredly at him before walking over to one of the couches and plopping down on it. The room went silent as you laid on your back, your eyes closed and your hands crossed over your chest. It wasn’t until you heard a loud collective laugh did you finally open your eyes to see three boys on the floor while Luke stood there guiltily, his eyes pleading for you to get out of there. Furrowing your eyebrows, you sat up and looked at the laughing group quizzically. “What’s so funny?” You asked, only for the boys to erupt into more fits of laughter. “You — you — Haha!” Ashton pointed to your neck, giggling loudly before covering his mouth. “Rough night, Y/N?” Michael asked, smirking at you before looking towards Luke. “Nice job, man! Didn’t think you had it in ya!” Luke stood there quietly, his face growing red as you stood up from the couch to find a mirror. As soon as you looked at your reflection, you gasped and covered your mouth; a large purple bruise was placed right between your collarbone and the base of your neck. “Lucas Hemmings, I’m going to kill you!” Your shouting only sent the boys into another fit of laughter, Luke paling slightly before retreating back to where you were.  

M I C H A E L :

"Holy shit, Y/N!" Poking your head out from the bedroom, you looked at your boyfriend curiously, wondering what you could’ve done now. "What?" Michael turned to look at you and you immediately covered your mouth to fight back a smile as you looked at the bruise on the highest part of Michael’s neck. Giggles slipped through your mouth as your shoulders shook with laughter, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you tried to calm yourself. Michael looked at you unamused, glowering at you from the bathroom before turning back to the mirror. "What the fuck am I going to do?!" He groaned, slamming his hands against the sides of the sink. Rolling your eyes, you let out a few more giggles before making your way into the bathroom. Pulling him away from the sink, you smirked at him as you reached up to one of the cabinets and took out your makeup bag. "Watch and learn, sweetheart," you said, unzipping your bag and pulling out your makeup pad and cover up. Dabbing a little onto the pad, you grabbed Michael’s face gently and dabbed it onto his neck. "Aah!" He flinched, pulling away from you. "That shit’s cold, Y/N!" "Oh stop being so dramatic," you said playfully, dabbing the makeup and blending it in a few more times before you pulled back and grinned at him. "See! You can barely see it now!" With a frown still on his face, he examined your work in the mirror before deciding it was decent; then he turned to you and gently kissed your head. "Thank you, babydoll. Next time be more careful with your hickey placement." Sending a smirk your way, Michael winked at you before walking out of the bathroom.