Ashton: The fresh field from the summer contained both families. Small, bright flowers curled and vined around your feet as you stared back at Ashton. Your stunning dress was simple and suited the setting just fine. Ashton looked charming in his light suit. This was a new beginning for the two of you, as you started life together. His rough hands held onto yours as he cut Michael, who apparently became ordained just for the occasion, off. “I do! I do! Hurry up! There’s a cabin nearby that I want to get to know the bedroom of!” Ashton slipped the ring on your finger, attacking your lips, his calloused hands stroking your cheeks.
Michael: The warm breeze burned your cheeks as you walked to your car, Michael walking beside you. He bit his lip in frustration, wiping his brow with nerves. You unlocked the door standing in the frame, facing him on the sidewalk. He had, and it shocked you that it was possible, but he got more attractive. His ripped skinny jeans and Rolling Stones shirt were slowly seducing you, as was his corny jokes. His green eyes showed love and concern over you. He fiddled behind his back for a second before pulling put a ticket. Passing it over to you with a glimmer of hope, he drew in a breath. Glancing down it advertised the Stones, he bought you a ticket to the stones! “I know they’re your favorite band, and I was hoping we could go.” You nodded. This wasn’t the Michael you knew before, you were starting over.
Calum: Sitting in the rocking chair in the nursery, you held your daughter gently in your arms. Calum appeared from the hallway carrying a bottle of warm formula for the little one. Her big bright eyes smiled up at you as you tilted her up and nudged the bottle to her lips. Gurgling she latched on, while Calum crotched down by your side. This had been a testy day for you both, finding out there would be a tour separating you for a while. If it weren’t for the hormones and baby, you’d understand. “I know it’s for us.” You finally said handing the new beginning over to him. “I know you’ll come back.” The two of you had a new relationship now, but it was working.
Luke: You were hunched over working dutifully on a flower crown for him. Plucking wildflowers and daffodils for him to wear, you giggled at his clumsiness on the playground. He stumbled your way from the swing sets sitting beside you on the edge of the sandbox. His large body compacted up next to you taking the crown in his hands, putting it on his head. “You’re so silly.” He cooed throwing his arm around you. “But I love you. I’m happy to be in love with my best friend!” he began to sing rocking your bodies back and forth in harmony. You both knew that he’d leave again, but for now he was here and that’s all that matters.

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5 Seconds of Summer Preferences
RandomI used to write these a lot, then I didn't, now I might. There is no particular order the boys are listed. No imagines. Requests are open.