Calum:
The snow was falling from the sky, as you looked out the window from Calum’s car. Even though the heater was on and you had layers and layers of clothes on it still felt cold. You and Calum were on vacation in New York, and with only 2 days until Christmas you decided to explore the hectic city. You had been driving around for a bit, when you stopped by a small café. It was slightly hidden and there wasn’t any people apart from you and Calum. Calum had ordered your drinks while you were sat looking out the window. When Calum walked back with your hot drinks he had handed you yours and grabbed your free hand that wasn’t holding the coffee. The cold hit you as soon as you walked out from the small coffee shop and you pulled your hat down, making sure it was covering your ears. You walked to a nearby park, not saying anything, just taking in the sight. Christmas lights were hung on the naked trees and a white layer of snow was covering the ground. You and Calum spent hours, just talking and enjoying each other’s company. When you felt like your feet were about to freeze off Calum suggested you could walk back to the car. That’s where you were seated now. The radio was quietly playing Christmas music, and Calum seemed to be in his own world as well as you. You breathed slightly on the window, and started drawing small figures. The window was cold, and the snow was hitting it from the other side. Smiling, you grabbed Calum’s hand, before humming contently along to the music.
Ashton:
You had officially gotten lost. You were on vacation and all you wanted was a quiet place to drink som hot chocolate, that wasn’t the shitty one from the hotel or the expensive one from Starbucks. You had been walking on the busy street one moment, and the next on a little path with no other people. You couldn’t turn back now, you’d probably just get even more lost. So you just kept walking. That was until you stopped in front of a little bookshop. Looking trough the window in the door it seemed completely empty, but you opened the door anyways. The bell above the door rang and the lovely smell of hot chocolate greeted you, causing you to smile. You walked around the shop looking at some of the many books. “Uhm… Can I help you?” A voice asked from behind you, causing you to turn around. A guy with curly blonde hair and hazel eyes stood in front of you. He had on black skinny jeans and a striped sweater. Black framed glasses was placed on his noses, and he was smiling widely. “Uh, I got kinda lost and ended up here,” you told the guy. The guy giggled “do you want me to follow you home? My shift ends in 40 minutes. I’m Ashton by the way,” the guy, Ashton said. “Well Ashton, I don’t know. You could be a murderer just waiting for a chance to kill me,” you told him, smiling anyway. “That’s true. So, do you want anything while I’m planning your murder? Tea? Coffee?” He asked. “I would like my last drink to be hot chocolate then,” you told him smiling.
Luke:
Luke was dancing stupidly around the Christmas tree. He had tinsel hanging from his arms and legs. “You’re such an idiot, Luke,” you told him, laughing slightly. You had asked Luke to help you decorate the christmas tree, but so far he had only distracted you. “You love me,” he told you. Luke ran to where you were standing before covering your arms in tinsel as well. “Sadly I do,” you told him, but you were smiling wider than what you thought was possible. Luke quickly grabbed both your hands, before moving you to the middle of the floor. “Dance with me!” Luke exclaimed loudly, before spinning you around. Both of you giggled loudly, dancing to the Christmas music playing on the radio. The song ended and a slow song started playing instead. You stopped dancing, trying to catch your breath. You looked up at Luke to see him already smiling at you. “What?” You asked. “Nothing,” he told you quietly. His hands reached out and grabbed your waist, before pulling you closer. He rested his forehead on yours looking directly into your eyes, swaying you both slightly. You rested your arms around his neck, playing with his hair slightly. You bit your lip as you looked into Luke’s eyes as well. “I love you y/n,” Luke said quietly. “I love you too,” you told him as you reached up, your lips meeting his in a soft kiss.
Michael:
When you walked into your house, you were surprised to say the least. The house smelled like Christmas cookies, not even the burnt version. You pulled off your boots and hung your coat, before walking into the kitchen. You saw your husband Michael sitting beside your son Daniel decorating cookies. “Look what I made daddy, it’s you!” Your son exclaimed, showing Michael a cookie decorated as him. “That’s amazing buddy,” Michael told him, smiling fondly at him. None of them had seen you yet, so you quickly pulled your phone out of your pocket and snapped a photo, before walking into the room as well. “Hey guys, what’re you doing?” You asked as you kissed Michael’s cheek, doing the same with your son. “We’ve made cookies mom!” Your son yelled excitedly. “I can see that,” you laughed. “Surprised you didn’t burn those cookies,” you told Michael grabbing one to decorate yourself. “Hey! I’ve learned a lot trough the years,” Michael told you, as he decorated his Christmas tree. “Look mom, I even made daddy,” your son told you, showing you the cookie he had made of your husband. “That looks amazing sweetie,” you told him, smiling. “How was your day with daddy then?” You asked him. Your son started explaining everything he had done with Michael that day. Michael just looking at him with a fond smile, and you looking at your lovely little family, listening to your son going on and on about everything.
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