Calum: You two had the night to yourselves and instead of going out with friends, you decided to take a walk late at night. You walked along the dim lit streets hand in hand and began talking about nothing in particular but it was no less important. As you were walking, you came across a small wooden park and you immediately lit up. Pulling away from Calum, you ran straight to the swings where you got on and glanced over at Calum who was walking over to you, shaking his head and laughing. ‘Babe’ you pouted ‘Can you push me?’ He got behind you and held onto your waist, pulling you back before letting you out of his grip. He continued to push, gently placing his hands on your back, before you were as high as you possibly could go. He walked around the swing set to the front where he watched you with a bemused expression. You let out a shriek before bursting out laughing as the swing twisted to the side, causing your feet to fly everywhere. You started slowing down and once you had gotten close to the ground, Calum came over, grabbing the chains and keeping you still. He took in your windswept hair, bright eyes and big smile ‘You’re so cute’ he said, smiling and leaning in for a kiss.
Luke: You and Luke were headed to his band practice, where you were going to listen in, when you stopped for a Starbucks. It was cold and the only thing that could thaw your frozen fingers was a warm drink. You headed over to the counter where you both ordered a coffee. Luke grabbed the drinks and stood behind you as you lead him to your favourite spot to sit. The bar along the window. You loved being able to watch the people pass by as you drank your coffee. Luke took a seat, setting your coffee’s down before sliding onto the bar stool. His feet easily touched the ground. You followed suite, not really paying attention as you slid on. Except, you felt your body slip slightly and since your feet couldn’t reach the ground, you began falling backwards. Luke’s arm immediately appeared and grabbed your waist tightly, pulling you back up straight. You glanced over at him, your eyes wide with fear. Once he realized you were alright his worried expression disappeared and he started laughing. You frowned at him and shoved his arm away ‘Shut up’ you mumbled, pulling your coffee over. He pressed a kiss to your hair, his laughter not yet ceasing. ‘I’m sorry love, you’re just so fucking cute.’
Ashton: Ashton was coming home a bit late from band practice, so you decided to surprised him with a nice home cooked dinner. You were in the kitchen, wearing an apron and cooking the pasta. The house always felt lonely without him, so you turned on the radio and blasted the music. You began singing along with the popular song, stirring the pasta and shaking your hips as you waited for the timer to beep. Because the music was so loud, and you were so immersed in your imaginary performance, you didn’t hear Ashton come through the front door, kick off his shoes, or walk into the kitchen. It wasn’t until you heard his laughter that you whipped around wide-eyed to see your beautiful boyfriend leaning against the door, his face bright with laughter. You immediately stopped your dancing, putting the spoon in the pasta and saying nothing as your blush took over your face. He walked over to you, pulling you into a hug. ‘You’re extremely cute, you know that?’ He asked, pulling away and catching your eye. Over your embarrassment, you rolled your eyes ‘Ash, my dancing is not supposed to be cute. I’m supposed to be sexy’ you joked. He laughed, pushing hair from your eyes, ‘You can be sexy too love, trust me.’
Michael: You and Michael had decided to enjoy the fall weather, and go apple picking. You had been wanting to make apple pie for a while now, but didn’t want store bought apples. You two drove over and started making your way through the dozens of rows of apple trees. You looked over the map they had provided, trying to understand where the apples you wanted were. ‘They’re over here babe, the ones you want’ Michael pointed to the left of you. You didn’t bother arguing, he was always right about directions. He grabbed your head and you two went to the right section. You each went on one side of the row, grabbing apples and putting them in your baskets. You were able to get them all until you saw one, a little bit higher, that was the perfect shape, texture and colour. Michael was in front of you and you didn’t want to bother him so you set the basket down and attempted to reach up from your tippy toes. You frowned as your finger grazed the bottom. You tried again, this time placing your foot on one of the lower branches, lifting yourself slightly off the ground and straining your arm. You were just about to get it when you felt two warm hands on your hips, hoisting you up. Your hand enclasped easily around the apple and you were brought back down on your feet. You spun around, meeting Michael’s chest. ‘You’re too cute sometimes’ He noted, smiling down at you. You frowned at him ‘I could have gotten that’ You argued. His smile grew bigger as he leaned down to peck your nose ‘If it makes you feel better, then yes. Of course you could have gotten that.’
