5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

#6 How He Wakes You Up

Calum:

"Babe! Get your fine little ass out of bed, now!" You heard your boyfriend of two years Calum shout enthusiastically above you. You groaned, rolling over and burying your face in the pillow.

"Come on!" Calum chuckled as he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, running downstairs. You squealed, afraid that he would drop you or something, knowing what he was like.

But, much to your surprise, you arrived safely in the kitchen. He placed you down on a seat at the table, and he at a across from you. Set out at the table was your favourite breakfast, complete with a tulip in a vase.

It was really sweet, the amount of thought Calum had put into this, and you started to get paranoid, thinking that it was some sort of anniversary you had missed or something.

"Special occasion?" You giggled as Calum poured you a cup of tea. He gave you one of his signature grins, looking deep into your eyes.

"No, just that I love you!"

Ashton:

You woke up when you heard your name being whispered into your ear. Just as you were waking up, you managed to process that the raspy voice was that of your fiance, Ashton.

"Hmmm?" You hummed, slowly sitting up with your eyes still closed. Once you had gathered enough motivation to open them, you looked to Ashton at your side.

His light brown curls were a ruffled mess, his eyes still slightly hazy from the effect of them being closed all night. He gave you one of his beautiful dimpled smiles while you settled back down with your head on his bare chest, while he ran your fingers through your hair.

"Good morning," You chimed after a few moments of peaceful silence.

"It's a special morning!" Ashton chirped happily, and you looked up at him in confusion, raising an eyebrow as an invitation for him to continue.

"It's the last morning we have together before we're married!" He finally explained, and you found his enthusiasm rather cute and endearing as you reached up to give him a small, yet passionate kiss on the lips.

Luke:

You felt soft kisses being slowly pressed to all different areas of your face, and you opened your eyes, realising it was Like, your boyfriend.

"Morning!" You hummed, stretching out your arm slightly. He smiled down at you softly, placing another kiss to your forehead.

"Morning, beautiful!" He replied, and you smiled, resting your head on his shoulder. Luke never usually woke you up, because he always thought you looked so peaceful and he didn't want to ruin that.

"Why did you wake me up?" You asked while rubbing some sleep from your eyes. He chuckled lightly before explaining.

"Well, I kind of need to pee, and you're lying on me!" Luke giggled again and gestured to your position of laying on top of him.

"Sorry!" You smiled, rolling off him so he could relieve himself, and you could continue sleeping.

Michael:

"Y/N, I need help!" You were woken by your husband, Michael, shouting frantically. You immediately sat bolt upright, looking up at Michael above you. Wriggling in his arms, crying, was your two week old son, Mason. You sighed relaxing back down into the bed. Michael, however, still had a very adorable look of worry on his face.

"Have you tried changing him?" You asked, and Michael nodded.

"And I gave him some milk, but he's still upset! I don't know what to do! I'm a terrible father!" Michael started to worry, but you soon stopped him.

"Maybe he just needs a cuddle with mummy and daddy!" You suggested. Michael laid down in his side of the bed, wrapping his right arm around you, pulling you into his side, while he kept his left arm and hand wrapped protectively on Mason's back, where the small baby lay on his stomach, on Michael's chest. You stroked the child's cheek lightly with your thumb, and the crying soon ceased as he fell back to sleep.

You felt Michael press a kiss to the top of your head, as he spoke into your hair.

"I love you, Y/N."

"Not as much as I love you, Mike."