The lights were out in the living room, Christmas lights dangling from the ceiling. The two of you were cuddled up with pizza underneath the fortress of pillows. Calum’s laugh rang throughout the flat in delight at the sight of you with a dollop of whip cream on your nose. “Babe!” he chuckled leaning in to kiss and kitten lick away the cream.
“Cal!” you shrieked cutely, blushing away.
“Jasmin!” he copied. “You’re so sweet, taste so sweet!” he continued tickling into your sides.
You shrieked with laughter squirming away from his grip, reversing the roles. You straddled his waist, pulling at his ears. “You look like a monkey. My monkey.”
“I’ll be you monkey if you’re my sweetheart.”
You leaned down pecking your lips to hiss in a cute, innocent way. “I love you.”
“I love you too!” he cheered. You two were just too cute.
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5 Seconds of Summer Preferences
RastgeleI 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.
