This is a 5sos preference btw
Michael: Michael pulls your shirt over your head and you quickly do the same to him as he pushes you against the wall, his tongue fighting your own. You wrap your legs around his waist and he holds you up by your butt while your hands tangle into his hair. “Oh,” you hear a voice chuckle. You pull away from Michael immediately and look over to see Harry Styles in the doorway. “Sorry,” he laughs, covering his eyes as Michael puts you down. “Did you need something?” Michael asks, blushing almost as red as you. “I was wondering if you guys wanted to go sightseeing, but my guess is that’s a no,” Harry states, trying not to laugh. “We’re gonna pass,” Michael says. “Enjoy yourselves,” Harry says with a nod before he leaves, shutting the door behind him. You sit down on the bed, the mood somewhat killed by Harry’s unexpected arrival, and start scrolling through twitter on your phone when you see Harry’s newest tweet. "Always knock before entering a room. A lesson @Michael5SOS and @y/t/n taught me the hard way" You hand your phone to Michael, showing him the tweet and he shakes his head, laughing. He pulls out his own phone and tweets "Always lock the door if @Harry_Styles is around. A lesson @y/t/n and I learned the hard way"
Luke: You giggle against Luke’s lips as he pulls you toward the bed. He pulls you onto his lap and you kiss him hungrily, putting your legs on either side of his waist. His hands travel up your sides, his fingertips leaving goosebumps along your skin as he pulls your shirt over your head. He drops it to the side of you and his hands wander up your thighs as yours grip the fabric of his shirt. “Luke guess who -oh!” You look up, surprised to see Niall Horan standing frozen in the doorway. “Niall!” Luke says in surprise, quickly grabbing your shirt and pushing it into your hands. You immediately pull it over your head and awkwardly untangle your limbs from Luke’s as you climb off the bed. “What are you doing here?” Luke asks once he’s standing. “I was in LA and dropped by to visit you guys,” Niall explains, looking at the floor. “Ashton told me Y/n was over and I wanted to meet her. I didn’t realize, well, sorry.” he finishes. “Well, this is Y/n,” Luke mutters, pointing at you weakly. “Hi,” you say, unable to meet Niall’s eyes. “Good to meet you,” Niall mumbles, blushing. “I’m, uh, I’m gonna go hang with the other boys,” Niall tells Luke. “We’ll be right out,” Luke replies, shutting the door as Niall turns away. “I can’t believe I just met the Niall Horan in my bra,” you mutter, burying your face in Luke’s chest. “Me either,” Luke laughs. “That was so embarrassing,” you sigh. “Trust me, I know,” Luke responds.
Calum: You toss Calum’s t-shirt across the dressing room as he pushes you onto the couch, landing on top of you. He kisses your collarbone, sucking at the exposed skin and slowly moving his lips down your chest. “Calum,” you moan, tugging at his hair. “Calum!” You hear another voice shout, making you jump. You look behind you to the doorway, surprised to see Louis Tomlinson standing there. Calum hops up, hurrying to the door and pushing Louis out, following him into the hallway. “I found him!” You hear Louis yell, “He was just being a naughty, naughty boy!” You dress quickly and join them in the hallway. “Oh, hello, Y/n!” Louis says, acting surprised to see you, “I didn’t realize you were in there!” You bite your lip, trying not to laugh as Louis smirks at you. “I can’t remember why I went in there now,” Louis mutters, scratching his chin. “You better have a good reason,” Calum mutters. “Calum where are you?!” You hear Ashton yell from down the hall. “Oh! That’s right!” Louis exclaims, “You’re supposed to be on stage.” Calum’s eyes widen and he rushes back into the dressing room, quickly locating his shirt and pulling it on as he rushes past you to meet the rest of his band. “Well, this has been awkward,” Louis says with a nod before walking away.
Ashton: You moan as Ashton sucks on the exposed skin of your neck and shoulder, pushing you against the wall. You run your hands over his toned abs and he grips your hips, pulling them against his own. He lets one hand travel up your back, unclasping your bra and letting it fall to the floor. “Oh!” You hear a voice shout in surprise. You look up to see Liam Payne frozen in shock. “Liam!” Ashton says in surprise, covering your naked upper body with his own. “Y/n!” Liam says, clearly surprised to see you with Ashton. “Hey,” you mutter. “Uh, sorry,” Liam says quickly, covering his eyes. “But how long has this been going on?” He whispers. “Please don’t tell Louis!” You blurt out, “He’s so protective of me and he’d kill Ashton please don’t say anything!” “He’s your best friend!” Liam points out. “I know,” you sigh, “And I’m gonna tell him, I swear!” “You need to,” Liam says seriously. “Is this, uh, is this a real thing or just sex?” He asks. “We’re dating,” Ashton chimes in. Liam nods slowly. “Well,” Liam sighs, “I’m gonna go, but remember it would be just as easy for Louis to walk in as it would be for me. And that would not be a good way for him to find out.” “I know,” you say seriously. “Just, just tell him soon,” Liam instructs before shutting the door.
