5sos imagines

He asks you to move in

Calum

I lay on Calum, resting my head on his chest and my hand on his stomach.

"Wow." I giggled as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

"Sex with you only ever gets better." He smirked.

"Well, thank you." I laughed. He chuckled before just looking at me.

"What?" I asked.

"I don't know. I'm just thinking." He muttered, gently rubbing my arm.

"About what?" I questioned.

"Us." He answered simply.

"You care to elaborate?" I chuckled. He sighed.

"I don't know. I'm just thinking about what it would be like to wake up next to you." He smiled gently.

"What are you talking about? We wake up next to each other all the time." I chuckled.

"No, I mean...not just wake up next to each other after sex, or when one of us stays over at the other's house." He spoke. I looked at him.

"Are you asking me what I think you're asking me?" I asked.

"Yes." He nodded. I smiled at him.

"Will you move in with me?" he asked.

"Yes." I giggled. He smiled before kissing me and pulling me closer.

Luke

"Come on, baby, we can't be late for this reservation." Luke spoke from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm coming." I said as I headed down the stairs and out of the door. We drove to the restaurant and walked in. We took our seats and ordered.

"This place is so nice." I sighed in bliss after we had eaten.

"I know." He smiled.

"So, what do you want to tell me?" I asked.

"What?" he laughed sheepishly.

"Whenever you have something important to tell me, you take me to a really nice place, that's what happened when you asked me out and when you first told me that you love me." I shrugged. He chuckled.

"You're right." He spoke as he placed a key on the table. I looked at him in confusion.

"I recently bought a nice new house, it's a two-bedroom apartment in London. It's small, but it's beautiful and in a prime location." He spoke.

"Is this going where I think it is?" I whispered. He nodded.

"I bought it for us, baby. Obviously, I won't be there all of the time, but I know that you've always wanted to live in London, so you can live there all of the time, I'll live there with you when we're touring in London or on a break, and then you can come to Australia with me when I go to visit my family." He smiled. I looked at him, speechless.

"What do you say?" he asked hopefully. I looked down at the key for a moment before taking it. I looked back up to see him smiling at me.

"There's your answer." I smiled.

"I love you." He returned.

Michael

I sat at the table on my laptop, working out mine and Michael's spending for the month. I sighed as I held my head in my hands.

"What's up, babe?" I turned my head to see Michael walking into the kitchen.

"Nothing." I sighed, shutting the laptop.

"Liar." He chuckled as he put his arms over my shoulders and opened the laptop again.

"I'm sorry." I muttered as he sighed.

"Baby, how many times have I told you that you don't need to worry about money?" He asked as he kissed down my neck.

"I know, but we're spending so much more than is necessary. I mean, look at how much we're spending each on rent alone." I muttered.

"How much?" he asked, resting his chin on my shoulders.

"My apartment costs one and a half grand a week, and yours costs five grand-how the fuck does your apartment cost so much?!" I exclaimed.

"You've seen it, it's a nice apartment." He shrugged, making me sigh.

"Well, you know what we have to do, right?" he asked. I looked at him.

"What?" I asked.

"Move into my apartment, or yours, if you prefer." He suggested. My eyes widened.

"What, like...live together...permanently?" I asked.

"Yeah." He nodded. I smiled before grabbing his face and kissing him passionately, him quickly returning it.

"I thought you'd never ask." I smiled against his lips.

"I'm taking that as a yes." He chuckled before kissing me again.

Ashton

I walked into Ashton's living room and started to look through his cabinets.

"Babe, what are you doing?" Ashton asked from the sofa.

"I've only just realised how much of my shit is here." I chuckled.

"How did you figure that out?" he asked.

"Well, I was looking for one of my favourite tops at my place and I then realised that half of my wardrobe was missing." I explained, still looking through the cabinet.

"And where does my apartment come into this?" he chuckled.

"Well, I was just looking through your bedroom, looking for that top, and I found three of my other tops, as well as five of my bras and eight pairs of my underwear." I spoke.

"And this." I chuckled, removing one of the books from the cabinet.

"Wait, how do you have more underwear here than you do tops?" he laughed.

"I don't know. I mean, you do love to take them off of me, so maybe that's the reason." I smirked as I straddled him.

"How about you complete the transition?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"Well, you already practically live here, and I think that we're ready for the next step, so why don't we just do it?" he shrugged. I just looked at him.

"Ashton, I love you, but I'm not sure that I'm ready for that." I admitted.

"Let's at least try it. You can move in, but keep your apartment for a month, just in case it doesn't work out. But we can do this." He smiled. I returned it.

"Will you move in with me, Y/N?" he asked.

"Yes." I nodded. His smile widened as he kissed me.