Imagines, blurbs, and mini fanfics featuring College!5SOS or similar 5SOS AUs.
THESE ARE NOT MINE. Credit all goes to the original owners and writers. I've just compiled the 5SOS imagines featuring the boys in college I've come across on tumblr, pin...
Summary: what to do when your professor who you already slept with, asks you to be his fuck buddy
Warnings: Cursing, sexual innuendos, and mentions of sex
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You had three problems.
Let's start with the first one, it was the night before your first day at college, and you had gotten absolutely shitfaced the night before. Leaving you to face your professors and the mess from the previous night with a monster of a headache. The aftermath of your drunken actions would leave chaos in it's wake for long after the hangover had passed.
Part of this disaster you had made was your second problem, the naked guy laying unconscious in your bed, still asleep and barely covered by your sheets- no his sheets. You had gone back to his place, not wanting to bring a hot guy back to your crappy apartment. It was your third year, and you could finally afford a place of your own, but it wasn't a very nice place.
You made quick work of detangling yourself from his bed, and trying to leave him undisturbed, but alas, he woke up. You weren't facing him, and you frantically grabbed and put on your clothes from the previous night when you heard him speak.
"Hey there," he yawned, voice raspy and sexy full of exhaustion. You turned around to face him, clutching your shirt to your chest in a vain attempt to keep some modesty.
Giving the handsome man a polite smile you turned back around to slip on your shirt before speaking. "Hi uhh.." you trailed off, embarrassed of having forgotten his name.
"Ashton," he finished for you, running a hand through his unruly curls, giving you momentary flashbacks of running your own hand through them the night before while his head was buried between your thighs. The memory making you blush, and look away. He seemed about two maybe three years older than you, but by the state of his apartment, he clearly was pretty successful already. He chuckled, sitting up on the mattress to see you better "You?" he questioned, clearly ashamed of himself for the same reasons you were.
"Y/N" you stuck you hand out to shake his own.Really you thought to yourself you sleep with the guy, than offer a handshake? You wonder to yourself incredulously. "I also really have to get going, but thanks last night was uh- fun." You laughed nervously.
"Wait!" he tried to stop you as you headed for the door, making you groan internally. Ugh, the last thing you needed was a guy trying to act chivalrous and like a one night stand more than what it actually was. "Are you sure you don't want coffee or anything, or can I least get your number?" he asked in a sad attempt to redeem himself in a gentlemanly matter.
"Look Ashton, you seem great, but I really just needed a good fuck last night to get rid of some stress about my first day of university, which" you stopped to breathe and look at the time "I am going to be late for if I stay here. So I am really sorry," you flashed a faux sympathetic smile. "But I have to go." and hopefully never see you again, you added to yourself. Somehow you managed to escape the guy's, Ashton's apartment without any other altercations and began to go on with your day. Heading back to your crappy apartment, you get ready and eventually head back out to go to your first class.
