Why Dont We Preferences and Imagines

Cheer Each Other Up

Corbyn: 

"Hey!" I heard my boyfriend scream from the kitchen. I walked from the couch, were I was sat, to the kitchen to see Jack eating and Corbyn looking like he was about to kill him. Corbyn saw me standing there and pointed at Jack. "He stole my food!" He said, sounding mad and sad that his food was taken. 

I turned to Jack to see what he would say, but he turned around and walked out the room. Corbyn's mouth dropped and was about to follow Jack out the room before I grabbed onto his arms.

"Corbyn, no," I said, trying to persuade him to calm down.

"That's my food," He said in a winy voice. He looked at me with a pouty face and then it clicked.

"We could tease Jack?" I asked, even though I knew Corbyn could not give it up.

"YES!" He screamed before I shoved my hand on his mouth. He calmed down and then we grabbed our stuff and we headed off to get our favourite foods. 

We soon arrived home with hands full of food for each of the boys and me, but not including Jack. This was payback. Corbyn opened the door and the boys saw us with bags of food from different places, each place was one of the boys favourites. I walked to Daniel and Zach and handed them theirs, then I sat down on the couch waiting for Corbyn to give Jonah his. Corbyn came over and sat next to me so we could enjoy our meal. Jacks mouth dropped at the sight of the meal we were all having. We heard all the boys murmur a thank you before eating like a bunch of pigs. Before taking a third bite of my meal, I heard a voice pipe up.

"Where's mine?" Jack asked, confusion written on his face. Corbyn looked at him and laughed, his head leaning on mine.

"Where's yours? In your stomach," Corbyn said, still laughing.

"Alright I'm sorry, I won't steal your food again!" He said as he stared at us. I looked at Corbyn and he shoved him his food. Jack smiled and dug into his food. Corbyn looked at me and smiled.

"That made me feel so much better!"

Daniel:

I clutched my stomach as a wave of pain rolled in. I groaned, curled up in a ball on the bed I shared with my boyfriend. I rolled around, trying anything to get the waves of pain to go away.

"Ugh, go away!" I screamed, fed up with the pain I was going through. I heard a quiet knock come from the other side of the bedroom door. I groaned as a response as I was in too much pain to answer the door. The door creaked open and there stood my boyfriend with a frown, not his amazing smile.

"You okay baby?" Daniel asked, concern written all over his face. I was about to answer, but a wave of pain hit again. Daniel saw the pain I was going through and went to his closet. He grabbed my favourite hoodie of his and closed the closet door. He came over to me and handed it to me. I put it on and smiled, the jumper still smelt like him.

He picked me up bridal style to move me towards the head of the bed and pulled the covers over me. Another painful cramp came and I curled back up into a ball. I soon felt hands on my arms that soon lead their way to my neck. He massaged my neck, trying to get me to calm down He soon did the same on my lower back, the pain subsided from his touch. I turned to look at him and he wrapped his arms back around my waist. I nuzzled my head in his chest and slept without painful cramps for the first time in 3 days.

Jack:

"OWWWWW!" I heard someone scream from the back yard of the Why Don't We house. I ran outside to see my boyfriend laying on the ground, holding his wrist with his skateboard next to him. I ran over to him to make sure he was okay.