Calum: You both decided to move in together, and your relationship so far was going well. "Is she always this fussy?" Calum asked, bouncing River in his arms. "Yes," you sighed, rubbing your temples, her crying not ceasing one bit. "Come on River," Calum cooed, starting to sing. You watched in awe as her crying started to subside, making you sigh in relief this time. He smiled, sitting down next to you, still singing a lullaby he made up. River soon drifted off to sleep, and Calum placed her in the play pen, plopping back down on the couch. "See I got this parenting thing down," he smiled, pulling you closer. You smiled, laying your head on his shoulder, "You still have a long way to go," you chuckled. "We should nap while she's napping," you yawned, starting to get up. Calum pulled you back down onto his lap, wrapping his arms around your torso. "Or we could do something else," he purred in your ear. You rolled your eyes at him, "I gave birth only a month ago," you said, annoyed, "My vagina doesn't bounce back that fast." Calum scrunched his face up, "Ew! I didn't need to hear that," he said, disgusted. You laughed, "I'm sorry, but it's the truth," you told him, getting up. He rolled his eyes, shaking his head too, and laying back on the couch. "Fine, we can nap," he said, resting his hands behind his head. "Well you can nap, I have to eat something before she wakes up again, and when she does I have to feed her." Calum pouted at you, "I wanted to nap with my girl," he whined, patting the space in front of him on the couch. "I'll make you food too," you said, making Calum think for a moment. "Alright, but after we eat we nap!" he said, getting up, heading to the kitchen with you. "WAIT!" he yelled, running back into the living room, then he was back in the kitchen. "I forgot the baby monitor," he smiled, setting it down on the counter. You smiled too, knowing he was going to be a great father.
Ashton: Ashton's palms became sweaty as he walked towards your doorstep. He wanted to take you, and your boys out. Ashton reached his hand up, and made a fist, knocking on your door. Soon it opened, and he looked confused for a bit, then down. "Hi?" Ashton smiled, bending down to the little boy's level. "Are you supposed to answer the door?" he asked the four year old, who shook his head 'no.' "Now Jackson, if you know you're not supposed to be doing something..." Ashton said. "Don't do it," Jackson replied, running away, making Ashton sigh, and walk inside, closing the door. He greeted Grayson, who was sitting on the couch, and made his way down the hall to your room. "Hello," Ashton said, knocking on the door. "One second," you said, placing on your shirt, and opening the door, "How'd you get in here?" He gestured towards the living room, "Jackson let me in, and before you say something, I already talked to him about it," he told you. You smiled at the fact that he was already acting like a father, even after meeting them once. "Ready?" he asked, you nodding in return, grabbing the beach bag. You all left out, and headed to the beach. It didn't take long for the boys to warm up to Ashton, and soon they were talking his ear off like they did you. "Do you boys know how to swim?" he asked, stopping the car, your destination reached. "Jack does, but I don't," Gray said, both of them waiting for you to open the door. "Well, I can teach you," Ashton said, picking him up. "He's scared," Jack said, making Gray glare at him. "No I'm not!" Gray shouted, an argument starting between the two of them. "Hey, hey! No fighting, you're brothers, you need each other," Ashton said, stopping their bickering. You smiled even more, setting Jack down, and starting to set up your spot. "What are you all smiley about?" Ashton asked, hip bumping you. "The fact that you're acting fatherly to them," you told him. He chuckled, "Well I am their father," he told you, kissing your cheek, and taking off his shirt. For the rest of the day, Ashton spent it with you, and his sons, also teaching Gray how to swim.
Michael: The cry of your little girl filled the room, and you rolled out of bed. Before you could even go and comfort her, Michael was there. "How long have you been in here?" you asked, watching him rock Sonia back to sleep. "All night," he mumbled, not taking his eyes off the sleeping child. Ever since Michael showed up at the hospital to see you, he hasn't left yours, or his baby girl's side. You shook your head, "Go rest, I can take care of her," you told him, reaching out for the baby. He looked indifferent, "Michael, you need your sleep," you said, he sighed, kissing the top of Sonia's head, and handing her over to you, shuffling off to bed. You comforted, you daughter more, and she fell asleep. "Goodnight," you whispered, placing her in the crib. You walked back to your room, seeing Michael sitting at the end of the bed. "Is she alright?" he asked, "Maybe I should check up on her." You stopped him in his tracks, placing a hand on his chest. "She's fine, you need rest," you sighed, sliding your hand down, to lace it with his, walking to the bed. You laid down, and so did he, cuddling into you. "She's so tiny," he yawned, making you smile. "I know," you gushed, trying to stay quiet. It had been at least two days since you've gotten out of the hospital, and Michael thought it was best that you two move in together to both work on your relationship, and raise your daughter. You started to run your fingers through his hair, humming a song, knowing this was the only way to get him to sleep. "Is the baby monitor on?" he whispered, starting to drift off. "It is," you whispered, kissing the top of his head as he finally fell asleep. You looked at the monitor, which also had a camera in it, everything looking fine. You closed your eyes, soon succumbing to sleep.
Luke: Bradley was ecstatic when you told him the both of you were going to spend the day with Luke. He nearly tackled Luke when you opened the door. "Whoa, hey buddy!" Luke said, wrapping his arms around him, "Hey dad," Bradley shouted cheerily. "You ready for today?" Luke asked, letting him go, Bradley nodding vigorously. Luke's eyes connected with yours, and he grinned. "Hello beautiful," he said, pulling you close, and kissing your cheek. "Hi to you too handsome," you chuckled. He smiled, and you grabbed your bag before heading out. "No way," you said, "What?" Bradley asked, curiosity taking over him. You looked at Luke, and he gave you a smile, "What's happening?" Bradley asked again, "I took your mom here on our first date," Luke said. You smiled even more, "You took her to a carnival?" Bradley asked, Luke nodding in return. You all got out the car, and Luke bought tickets, for the booths, and Ferris wheel. Bradley ran to one of the booths, the both of you following behind. "You want the guitar?" Luke asked, your son nodding, trying to hit all the pins. "You know I play the guitar, I could teach you one day if you want," Luke suggested. Bradley lit up at this, nodding once more, but frowning as he missed all the pins. "Try again," you said, placing down two more tickets. Luke reached out for your hand, and interlocked your fingers, making you raise an eyebrow at him. Suddenly you realized what was happening, taking you to the place you two had your first date. You decided to go along with it, and kept on moving going from some of the booths, and into the fun house. Bradley laughed, pointing to the mirror Luke was standing in front of. After eating, you decided on going on the Ferris wheel, Bradley starting to get sleepy. "Enjoying the day?" Luke asked, playing with Bradley's hair as he drifted off to sleep. You nodded, "Thank you," you mouthed, trying not to wake your son up. Luke smiled, silence filling the air around you. "Do you want to go on a date with me?" Luke asked this time. You bit your bottom lip, and nodded, "I'd like that," you said. This whole day was great, and you couldn't wait for more.
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5 seconds of summer imagines/preference
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