AU Preferences (5SOS)

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Michael:
He couldn't stop smiling as he looked at her bassinet in the middle of all the others in the small baby nursery. After 5 hours of labour, all you've been able to do is sleep. Your husband has spent that time staring at your beautiful baby girl. Baby Clifford was adorable with her green eyes and her light brown hair. No one but both of your parents had been to visit and Michael couldn't wait until the boys came to see his beautiful baby girl. The hallways of the hospital were quiet, until three boys came stumbling in, yelling at each other.

"The maternity ward was back there, dimwits." Calum yells at Luke and Ashton.

"Boys! Over here! But shut up." Michael says waving at them.

"Where is she? Where's baby Clifford?" Ash asks, dimples popping out as he smiles.

"Right here." Michael smiles and points out his baby girl.

"Aw. She's so precious! She look like a little mini Y/N." Luke smiles.

"What?" Michael yells, playfully glaring at Luke.

Calum:
Calum would do anything for his little princess. So when you came home from work and weren't able to find your husband and your three-year-old daughter. Little Hood has always had her daddy wrapped around her finger.

"Mummy! Mummy! Come play with me and daddy." Little Hood yelled as she came running to you. Hugging your legs, she smiles sweetly. "I wuv you, mummy."

You smile and take her hand as she leads you back to her room. She skips most of the way singing Don't Stop quietly.

"Where's daddy, sweetie?" You ask confused and hoping he's home.

"Daddy! Come here!" She screams in her cute little baby voice, and Calum walks out of her closet, wearing a tutu, fairy wings, and a load of makeup that had been applied horribly. You couldn't hold your laughter in.

"Stop laughing baby." Your husband pouts, crossing his arms.

"Sorry, my love but you look adorable." You laugh taking a picture of him, and posting on twitter with the caption: "@(yourname)hood: @calumhood played dress up with his daughter today #PrincessCal"

Ashton:
It had being very hard for teen Irwin, his dad's on tour and his mom is very pregnant and very moody. You couldn't help it, it was Ashton's idea for another baby. You thought it'd be easier the second time, less morning sickness and less mood swings. Of course it was your motherly senses that were telling you that your son was having trouble.

"Hi honey, how was school?" You ask as he climbs in your car.

"Fine." He grumbles, as he plugs his headphones in. You sigh.

The moment you got home the first thing you said was called Ashton.

"Ash? I can't take it anymore. He won't talk to me and he locks himself in his room." You started to bawl into the phone.

"Shh baby. Don't cry. Here let me talk to him. You go lie down and rest. Baby Irwin probably can't handle all this stress." He says calming you down. You hand the phone to your son and lay down on the couch.

After what seems like a long period of hushed conversations, your son appears.

"I'm sorry mom, I just- I really miss dad." He says hugging you.

Luke:
Baby Hemmings was so excited to go to his first soccer game with his daddy. He was only two but he somehow he seemed to understand what was going on in a soccer game.

"Luke? Is your hair done yet? Baby Hemmings wants to leave!" You yelled at your husband as you bounced your baby boy on your hips.

"Just a minute! Is he wearing his jersey?" Luke yelled back.

"Yes!" You'd bought them soccer jersey that read 'Hemmo' for Luke and 'Baby Hemmo' for your baby boy.

Luke came running down the stairs. He kissed your lips and took the small baby of your hip.

"We'll see you later, Y/N. I love you." He says picking up his wallet and keys.

"Love you too. Have fun. Bye Munchkin." You kiss Luke on the lips and peck baby Hemmo on the cheek.

You'd been reading on the couch, when the sounds of a car engine you look up at the clock, realizing your boys are home now. You smiled and stood up, stretching your sleepy limbs as the front door opens and Luke comes in with Baby Hemmo asleep in his arms.

"He fell asleep on the drive home. He had a lot of fun. But I missed my beautiful wife." Luke smiles as he lays baby Hemmo on the couch and pulls your waist into his and smashes his lips on your.

"Mommy?" Baby Hemmo whines in a sleepy voice.

"Coming baby." You say pulling away.