5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

Baby Series | Baby's First Word

Luke:

Luke's fingers caressed down the skin around your shoulders, his finger tickling the skin around your bones and down your spine. He was humming lightly to himself, squeezing one eye shut by the morning sun streaking in through the curtains in bright orange and yellow colors. William was resting next to him between the two of you, his blue eyes curious and looking up at his father while enjoying being tickled on his stomach. It was great Luke was a multitasker because he knew William would bug if he stopped his actions. You were out like a light after taking too many painkillers because of early night period. It was days like these that could be so stressful, feeling miserable in your own body and not wanting to do anything else but rest in your bed and do pointless thing like sleeping. But with Luke by your side, all the pain seemed to vanish away. He was there when you needed him and the bond between him and your son was enough to make your heart melt, and relax with him only watching over the two of you. "See bud... She's sleeping again. It took some time huh, of course it can't compares to you though." Luke smiled down at his son loving, moving his fingers from his stomach to the top of his forehead. He leaned his lips down to kiss your shoulders, planted one on top of William's forehead before scratching his itchy bare chest, the duvet barely covering down to his V line. William turned around now resting on top of his stomach, clearly craving for his mother's attention. He reached his small hand forward and grabbed your hair, pulling on it lightly making Luke's eyes go wide. "No no William, don't do that. She barely slept because of her period, she needs all the sleep she can so she can give you her 100% attention later when I'm heading to the studio." Luke tried his best to fiddle William's small fingers away from your matted hair. By his action, William looked at him confused, looking between the two of you. "Ma-" He paused, "Ma." His gaze turned towards your sleeping form, making Luke's blue orbs widen. "William did you just-" He was interrupted by his son finishing his first word, the word mama leaving his lips and he started to pull on your hair. "Oh my." Luke commented amazed, hurrying to filter his fingers out of your hair again, not knowing whether to wake you up at this point. "William can you promise me one thing? When mommy wakes up, you'll have to say that word again because it's pretty amazing and I know it's gonna leave her startled, surprised and her belly filling up with butterflies." Luke's fingers caressed your shoulder again while looking down at his son with rather proud eyes. This took him down to a memory from the pregnancy. The night he spoke to your belly for the first time. But now he could get the chance to talk to his son face to face. An amazing feeling.

Calum:

"Shouldn't he like, be talking by now?" Michael questioned out loud, his huge fingers wrapping around Alex' small hands, his feet resting on top of the coffee table while Alex leaned his back against Michael's thighs. Calum looked up from his phone to glance over at Michael, his eyebrows furrowing and he grasped his bottom lip with his fingers. "I don't know I guess. I might have known if I had gotten the chance to ask any questions when we went to the doctors." Calum gave Michael a look that told everything and in reaction the brown haired boy scoffed at him. "Admit it, the doctor visit wouldn't have been anything without Luke, Ash and I as moral support." Michael grinned by his own words and wiggled his eyebrows at Cal who only shook his head, his eyes looking over at the recording boot where Ashton was standing, Luke sitting in front of the equipment with John. "Come on Alex, the two words are easy. Simple as butter. Say uncle Mikey." Michael looked serious at your son, his eyes focused on the brown orbs in front of him, trying his best to get some sort of contact. "Or you could just drool down on my jeans instead." He chuckled after a minute of waiting, using his thumb to dry away the drool from Alex's chin and his jeans, the spot fading into the dark denim. "Come on bud, I would die if you say Luke's name before mine." Luke looked over at shoulder and rolled his eyes by Michael's comment, but still managed to grin over the small feud they shared. Instead of doing as Michael requested, Alex started to fuzz and make whimpers which you took as a queue to take him into your lap instead. "I can never have him for more than five minutes before he starts crying, great! I must get used to not being the favourite uncle." He humbled and crossed staring at the two of you. Though, he was still a whimpering mess when he was embraced in his arms, even more furious than when being with Michael and you softly sighed by his reaction. "He's being moody these days, it might be a bit stress from constantly switching hotel room and bunk." You mumbled tired, trying to calm him down but he wouldn't stop. "Dada!" He exclaimed loudly, looking over at Calum almost for help which made everyone freeze in the room, including John and Luke. "He just-?" Michael questioned shocked while Calum stood up from the couch with the biggest smirk on his face. "1-0 to daddy here." Calum grinned and took you from your arms, and in the second Alex was resting against Calum's chest he quiet down and smiled up at his father. You crossed your arms and shocked your head, looking over at Michael who shockingly stared at the scene in front of him. "Don't be like that Michael, I'm his mother and Calum gets more appreciation than I do." Calum grinned down at you and planted a soft kiss to your furious state, "Hopefully he will say mama soon."

Michael:

The sun was streaming nicely in your face, both warm and brightening up the whole garden that lead to Michael and yours house. You fiddled with the grass beneath the blanket while ripping it off and goofily letting it fall down on top of Celeste, whom started to squirm by the sudden contact on her belly. You lifted up your sunglasses to get a better look at her, and removed the grass again from her belly as it was clearly irritating her. "Your dad loves getting grass on his belly. I used to do it all the time when we were tanning in the garden before you were born. He even put grass on my belly once while it was huge and you were living inside of me. You probably don't remember it." You caressed your finger down her cheek while talking, the two of you keeping eye contact, Celeste noticing every word you were saying and observing it. "Speaking of which, where is your dad hiding, he said he only needed to find the lawnmower in the shed at the other end of the house." You looked up towards where Michael had been going, a curious expression on your face. But seconds later he showed up from the other end, driving the lawnmower in front of him, having a light yellow cable with it that was connected to the other end of the house. He started to machine and started to run down the grass, cutting it off and making your lawn, and he smiled over at you with a small wink when he noticed you staring at him. "Dada!" You looked down at Celeste's exclaim with a smile, nodding your head agreeing to her words. But your eyes widened as the realization of what she had just said hit you and you looked at her shocked. "Did you just say your first word?" Celeste looked up at you while chewing on her fist, drool running down her chin. You waited in silence in excitement for her to say something again, and her eyes traced towards Michael before she exclaimed the same word again, dada. "Michael!" You screamed over the loud sound of the lawnmower but it wasn't after a few repeats of his name that he heard it and stopped the noise. "What?" he yelled and squeezed his eyes by the bright sun. "Celeste just said her first word!" You pointed down at her, and Michael's eyes widened and hurried towards you guys. "Oh my god, what did she say?" "Dada." She responded before you could and Michael's eyes widened in pure surprise by the amazing voice of his littler daughter talking for the first time. "Oh my god Celeste, I knew you would be a sucker for your dad, can you say the word again." He lifted her up in his arms, pressing kisses to his cheeks and laughing all over his face by the repeated word of dada.

Ashton:

After having the twins at the doctor visit and she mentioned you guys needed to talk more to Zack, you took to a whole new level – more correctly, Ashton did. Every time he would walk pass him in any way he would be making weird noises, words and babbles, trying to get attention from his son who looked up at his dad with the identical hazel eyes. No matter what time it was on the day Ashton would be a talking mess, but also remaining with giving both twins the attention. It was getting to the point where you almost wanted to put tape over his mouth, he was taking it to a whole new level. "We need to find a day off soon so we can get some time with ourselves. We haven't had a date since the birth." You mentioned while feeding Cloe with porridge, making weird facial expressions to catch her attention. Ashton looked up from cutting carrots and other vegetables on the counter and he wiped his curls that were sticking in front of his face. "Who should watch the twins, my mum?" His attention went back to the cooking in front of him, and you sighed by his words and leaned your elbow on chair you were sitting at. "If she has the time." Ashton nodded his head agreeing to your words and opened the boiling pan with water, starting to fill it up with the cut vegetables. "I'll just ask her when I have the time." You nodded your head and your attention went back to the twins, seeing Cloe in a mess with her food while Alex only stared down at it, not really looking like someone who wanted to eat more of it. "Done?" You asked him and took his plate while standing up from your chair, ready to turn around to place it in the sink but protests came from your behind and all of the sudden Zack exclaimed "Mama!" frustrated. Ashton's eyes widened along with yours and you both turned your attention towards your son. "Did he just say mama?" Ashton asked in pure amaze, and moved away from the stove to get closer to you. You looked at Zack curiously and started to back away from him with the food, seeing him become desperate and exclaimed the same word again. "Oh my god." Your hand came up to your mouth in shock and you placed his plate back on the table in front of him and lifted him up from his baby chair. "Ashton your weird babbles have worked." Ashton laughed out loud by your words and placed a tender kiss to his cheek, excitement filling his veins. "I was expecting the word to be dada but alright, we'll give that to Cloe." He moved down with a cloth in his hands to dry off the porridge around her squeezy cheeks and you smiled proudly down at your son, proudness filling your veins by his first word.