5SOS Preferences

Preference #1: Christmas

Preference #1: Christmas

Calum: "Why are you getting dressed up?" Calum asked after walking in on you putting on makeup. "Because its Christmas Eve! Are you complaining?" You replied back. "Yes, I am. I thought we were gonna stay home and do nothing." "I can't look nice to do nothing?" You questioned him. "You can, I'm not gonna stop you, but I planned on wearing this." He held his arms out showing off his pajama pants and shirtless torso. "I guess I could tone it down a bit." You admit taking a look in the mirror. "I'll pick an outfit for you!" Calum said already rummaging through your dresser. "Here," He handed you a sports bra, running shorts and fuzzy socks. "Come to the living room when you are done." As quickly as you could, you changed in to Cal's outfit of choice and followed his directions. In the living room, he has a huge bed made of pillows and blankets spread out on the floor, a giant plate of cookies right beside him and the movie Elf ready to begin. "There's my beaut. Now come cuddle with me." You obeyed without hestitation, laying right next to him wrapping your arms around his torso and intertwining your legs together. "The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear." You both recited together. "Take it away, Cal." You instructed shoving a cookie in your mouth. "La la la." He lazily sung flopping his body over to lay on top of you. "You fucker. Where's your Christmas spirit? That's not gonna help Santa get here." You called him out. "Who needs Santa to bring stuff when you have everything you could ever ask for right here?" Calum sweetly pressed his lips to your cheek. "You make a good point." You smiled. "Merry Christmas, y/n." "Merry Christmas, Calum."

Ashton: "Monster!" Tons of little kids yelled at your boyfriend who childishly stuck bows from all the kid's presents on his head. "Get him!" You instructed and soon all of your little cousins, nieces, nephews were attacking Ashton's legs. He gently picked them up and tossed them on the couch. "Arrrrggghhh I'm gonna eat you like a christmas cookie!"Ash held your four year old cousin, Ella, above his head shaking her a bit. "No! Save me, y/n, save me!" She called for you help. "I'm coming!" You yelled before snatching her out of his arms. All of the other kids ran off plotting some sort of revenge on him. Ashton turned to Ella and slowly walked toward her with a growl. She laughed and clug to your side. "Grab a bow a rip it off of him, El!" You encouraged her. Ashton got close enough for her to do so which she did screaming, "Ashton!" as she did. Then she put the bow back in his face and yelled, "Monster!". She repeated the same thing a few times and Ashton never failed to play along, changing his facial expression with each change of character. Eventually Ella threw the bow to the floor and extended her arms for Ashton to hold her, which he gladly did, and took a seat next to you. "They all love you! Not that that's a surprise or anything." You said snuggling next to Ashton and Ella. "I love your family. I'm so glad we decided to come here for Christmas. And I can't wait for the many  years to come." Right as you both leaned in for a kiss, you were bombarded with balls of wrapping paper thrown by the rest of the kids and the 'Monster' was back.

Michael: For Christmas you and Mike went home  to spend the holidays with your family. All evening you helped your mom out in the kitchen while Michael was out doing who knows what with your dad.  "Hey Mrs. y/l/n... Hey babe." Michael greeted you, kissing your cheek, as he walked in. "Where did you guys go?" You asked him while continuing to slice up some cheese. "Just ran some errands." He shrugged it off. "Honey, can I talk to you a second?" You dad called your mom away. After leaving the room for a minute, they returned, your mom with a huge smile on her face. "Everyone ready to eat?" She exclaimed heading straight to the table. You all stuffed your faces while engaging small talk about anything from the weather to your plans for the future year. "Speaking of the future, I think you forgot to open a present." Michael said. "I'm pretty sure I didn't. And what does that have to do with the future?" You reply back with a little giggle. "Let's go check." He grabbed your hand, dragging you away from the table. You parents followed behind. On the ground under the tree sat a small little box, obviously jewelry. You were sure it wasn't there earlier. "Is this from you?" You asked Michael. He shook his head yes. You began opening the box expecting a necklace or pair of earrings but was taken back to find a gorgeous diamond ring and Michael down on one knee. "Oh my goodness, Mike! Oh my.. Oh my goodness!" You gasped tearing up. "Do I even need to say anything?" Michael smiled with a sparkle in his eye. Without hesitation he stood up and you jumped in his arms. "Do you understand future plans now?" He laughed squeezing you even tighter. "Yes, yes I do." You cried into his shoulder. "I love you so much." He kissed the top of you head. "I love you more." "Your plan worked, son, welcome to the family." Your dad smiled with his arm wrapped around your teary eyed mother. "You knew!?" You practically yelled at him. "We both did." You mom spoke up. "I'd say this was a pretty great Christmas." Michael concluded. "Perfect." You replied pressing a kiss to you fiancée's lips.

Luke:

The house swarmed with the sounds of joyous laughter, the smells of delicious foods and the smiles of a big, happy family.  The younger kids were about to start opening presents in the living room. Luke sat down, leaning up against the wall allowing the rest of your family to take the couches, and you laid your head in his lap. He gently laid his arm on your stomach and ran his fingers through your delicate hair. "Watch the PDA you two." Your nephew, who was just a few year younger than you, warned. "Get outta here, you asshole." You stuck your leg out to trip him. He stumbled a bit and continued on. Screams of excitement from young children filled the room as they opened their presents. "Yes!" Your ten year old niece, Molly, exclaimed as she opened a box to find a brand new acoustic guitar.  Luke was immediately captivated. "Maybe if you ask nicely, Luke will teach you some chords." Your Aunt told your neice. Molly shyly looked at Luke. "I'd love to!" He smiled. She brought the guitar to Luke which he quickly tuned before handing it back. "If you place your pointer finger here, your index finger here and your ring finger here..." Luke began teaching here all of the basics. "Will you play us some songs?" Molly asked handing the guitar back to him. "Of course!" He smiled. He played some holiday classics drawing everybodies attention to him, even your stubborn nephew's. Right as he finished 'Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree', he set the guitar down to get a drink and the children released a disappointed, "awe." Luke promised he would continue when he got back. "Y/n, come here a sec!" He called from the kitchen. "What's the matter?" You asked as you approached. All Luke did was point to the ceiling. A mistletoe hung in the doorway. You giggled and wrapped your arms around him, giving him a tight squeeze and passionately kissing his warm lips. "Get a room!" Your nephew butted in pushing you out of the way to get to the kitchen but nothing could distract you from the perfect man you held in your arms.