Calum:
"Are you drunk?" Calum asked with an amused smile on his face, his arms crossed while he leaned against the doorframe. You looked at him with wide eyes after fooling around with your heels, a laugh mixed with a scoff escaping your lips. "No..." You shrugged but the lack of balance made you forcefully grab the dresser, spoiling your secret. "Maybe a tiny little bit." You giggled and held your fingers in front of your face to illustrate yourself. "I thought it was just a small drink with your best friend?" He questioned while approaching you. "Yes but you know me. One drink turns into five." He nodded his head agreeing and helped you to get out of your jacket. "Ready for bed then? I've only stayed up for you." You grabbed his cheeks in happiness, squeezing them tight and smiling widely. "Why are you so sweet?" You questioned loosening your balance again and he moved down to carry you in his arms. "Because you're insanely drunk you can't even walk the stairs to our bedroom." He jumped slightly to get a better grip of you, taking the challenge up the stairs while trying to stabilize you in his arms. When he came upstairs you were a giggling mess, ruffling his curls the second he placed you on top of the bed. "I love when you carry me. It feels like I'm flying."
Michael:
"Y/N." Michael hummed lightly, his fingers lightly caressing over your forehead and into your hair. "Have you fallen asleep despite claiming that was the last thing you wanted to?" A smile broke on his face when there was no response, watching as your nose scrunched up and your eyebrows furrowed. You were definitely in the part of a dream world, not affected by his fingers at all. "I knew you couldn't stay up with my jetlag. Even if you wanted to." He grabbed the controller from beside him on the couch to press pause on the game he was playing. Moving around on the couch he scooped you up in bridal style easily, heading towards your bedroom. "But I appreciate your effort." He whispered when he placed you on top of the mattress by your side of the bed. Pulling down your pants along with your socks he left you in his shirt. Moving down to grab the duvet he pulled it up to your chest and tugged you in. "I'll come cuddle you when my game is over. Maybe two I'm not sure yet but when I do prepare for my snores." He whispered and placed a kiss to your forehead before backing away and closed the door silently.
