Showers

The first thing you noticed as you woke were his soft snores tickling the hairs on the top of your head. The two of you lay on your sides facing each other, your body tucked under his arm and his chin resting on top of your head. You smiled to yourself and simply took in the moment. Everything about these kinds of mornings were perfect; no drama, no pressure, no anxiety, just him. Him and his snoring that is. While it started out soft it would start to escalate throughout the night, but oh well.

You lean your head back slightly so you could see Luke. His lips were slightly parted and his eyelashes were resting gently across his cheeks. He looked younger in his sleep, not like the man who'd been on the road since age 17.

While you would have loved to stay in bed and cuddle against the human furnace, you had to get your day started. Luke may have the day off but you certainly did not.

You slowly tried to wiggle your way out of bed without waking him up but were unsuccessful due to his vice-like grip he had even in his sleep.

'Honestly there are people out there training for the military and stuff, they should just spend a morning with clingy Luke and pretend he's barbed-wire or something ,' you thought to yourself.

Luke mumbled a few incoherent words against your forehead as his arm left your waist to rub his eyes. You took the opportunity to slide out from under the covers.

You tip-toed over to the bathroom conjoined to the bedroom and turned on the shower. Before you stepped into the shower you poked your head out of the door that was slightly ajar to see if Luke had woken up.

He hadn't. A goofy-sweet smile appeared across your lips at the sight of him on the bed. His large frame had rolled over so that he was mostly on his stomach, your pillow clutched to his chest and his wild mass of blond curls was spread out over his face hiding all but his mouth, which was wide open by this point.

You got into the shower and adjusted the temperature of the water and started to hum a tune that'd been stuck in your head for days. The fact that Luke had started randomly singing it throughout the recent weeks wasn't exactly helping the song have a chance to leave your brain.

The humming turned into full out lyrics as you grabbed the bottle of soap and started to lather up and let your hair soak at the same time.

Now that she's back in the atmosphere with drops of Jupiter in her haiirrr yeaah.

She walks like summer and acts like rain, reminds me that there's still time to change yeah yeaaah.

The shower curtain slowly parted from the wall while you stood under the water to rinse off the suds.

Since her return of her stay on the moon, she listens like spring and talks like june woah.

 Luke sang back to you as he wraped his arms around you once he'd gotten into the shower as well.

"Morning Babe," he mumbled whilst kissing your forehead.

"Morning," you repeat, enjoying the sound of his morning voice.

You go to reach for the shampoo bottle but Luke beats you to it. He doesn't say anything, only moving the two of you around so that you were chest to chest and he stood under the water. You wraped your arms around his torso and smiled up at him as he pours some of the shampoo into his hands then starts to work it into your hair.

"Tilt your head back a bit, don't want soap in your eyes," he tells you, in command but sweetly, the Luke Hemmings way.

You comply and rest your chin on his chest, taking the time to watch him. He looked beautiful to you, his hair wet and dripping water droplets onto his shoulders and down his chest. His face was relaxed yet still concentrated on not getting any of the suds in your eyes.

"You're not even trying to hide the fact that you're staring at me babe."

"I have no shame."

"I've noticed," he smirked down at you

"Kay now I gotta rinse so close your eyes for me k?"

"Mmmhmm." You put your head back down and press your cheek against the spot that your chin was previously resting on as he reached up to take hold of the shower head and bring it down to your hair.

You enjoyed the feeling of one of his large hands running though your hair, massing your scalp as he went, while the other hand controlled the water against your head. Again he worked his fingers through your hair, softly untangling any knots he felt.

"Kay you can open now."

You still end up wiping the water out of your eyes with your fingers habitually even through Luke already had done that not even five seconds ago.

He just smiled and leaned in to press a kiss to your hair then let his lips drop lower to ghost over your face, leaving kisses that barely touched your skin, humming the same tune from before.

"Your turn," you tell him turning around to grab the shampoo bottle again.

"Uh I really don't think you'll be able to reach the top of my head babe," he teased.

"Hmmm good point, maybe if I-"

"Noooo."

"Noooo what?"

"You're not standing on the edge of the tub, you'll slip and fall."

"Oh come on, I wasn't seriously thinking about it."

"Mmhmm here how about this?" Luke sat himself on the edge so that his head was level with your lower stomach.

"That comfortable?" 

"It's good." He reached out and grabbed your hips to tug you over to him.

"Okay, okay," you giggled, lathering some shampoo in between your hands before running them through his pre-soaked hair

But tell me, did you sail across the sun? 

You sing as you rub your finger tips into his scalp emitting a small groan from his throat. 

Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded, and that heaven is overrated.

Luke's lips ghost over your skin again, pressing small subtle kisses to your stomach and down to your hips, occasionally leaving tiny bite marks along the way.

Tell me, did you fall from a shooting star? One without a permanent scar and did you miss me while I you were looking for yourself out there?

"Y/n?"

"Yeah Luke?"

"I love you," he humed.

You look down and take a mental picture of the sight in front of you. His hair slathered in shampoo, the little bits of last nights scruff on his chin and his mesmerizing blue eyes looking up at you with an utmost admiration.

"Yeah?" you smile teasing him, twisting a piece of his hair between your fingers.

"Oh come on Y/n." he whined. 

"I love you too."

A/N: this was the first 5sos fic I wrote way back when I was still too scared to write about real people instead of just characters. Thanks for reading!

-xx Reetz