Preference 2: He Wants to Cuddle

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Ashton: "Y/N." whined Ashton, who was sitting across you in one end of the couch. You looked up from your homework, an eyebrow raised as you did so. Upon getting your attention, he opened his arms wide enough for you to simply crawl in. "Cuddle with me."  He said. You rolled your eyes playfully and shook your head, going back to your homework, solving another problem on your Geometry homework, which was due Friday. "Y/N" Ashton whined again. You pretended not to hear him and continued to answer quietly, while he sat there, his mouth in a pout with his arms crossed. He sat like that for 10 whole minutes, watching you while you work, hoping that you were done with answering it, only to be dissappointed as he watched you rifle your Geometry Book for help. Finally, when you were done, you set down your homework and your pen, placing a paperweight on top before crawling over to Ashton, unfolding his crossed arms before pecking his nose and laying your head on his chest. Immediately, his arms wrapped around your waist and he murmured, "Much better."

Calum: You were currently typing a paper for your class on the kitchen countertop, your fingers flying across the keyboard, your eyes scanning to the book on your left every once in a while. You checked the book once more and started to type the word 'active' when suddenly, you heard a loud car alarm that had caused you to press on the letter 't' really hard, making the word look like this: 'actttttttttt'. You heard Calum curse, then you heard him enter the house and shut the door with a slam, not even bothering to greet you, instead he stormed up the stairs and disappeared into your bedroom. You quickly saved your work before closing your laptop and headed up the stairs and into your bedroom. When you crept in quietly, you could see that Calum's was sitting away from you, his back hunched over, his face buried in his hands. You crawled onto the bed and wrapped your arms around Calum's torso, resting your head on his back. "You okay, Cal?" you whispered. He turned around sideways as you withdrew your arms around his torso and wrapping them around his shoulders, his around your waist, head buried in your shoulder, placing small kisses here and there. "I'm just so stressed lately. What with the new album and management being a fucking dick is just adding to my list of evergrowing worries." He said, answering to your question. You nodded and kissed his earlobe. "It'll be alright Calum. It will work out in the end." You reassured. He sighed and thanked you, hugging you tighter. When you pulled away, he said in a babyish voice, "Cuddle with me?" You smiled and pinched his cheeks. "How can I say no to that?"

Luke: "Luke, stop that." You groaned, scooching farther away from Luke and closer to the edge of the bed as Luke elbowed you in the ribs for the fifth time that hour. You closed your eyes and tried to sleep once more until you felt Luke's leg kicked yours. "Lucas Robert-" You turned around to wake him up only to stop in shock as you saw that Luke was thrashing around and sweating and sobbing like crazy. The word nightmare registered into your head and you immediately got closer to Luke's body, shaking his shoulder, desperately trying to get him up. "Luke, baby, wake up." You urged. Luke cried out, ignoring you as he continued to thrash in the bed, throwing the blanket on the floor. "Luke please!" You shout, shaking him more vigorously. Suddenly, he gave a very loud yelp and sat up abruptly. He looked around, his eyes wild and wide, and when they landed on you, he grabbed you by the waist and set you on his lap. His arms enveloped you, whispering again and again, "You're okay. You're okay. Thank the Lord you're okay." After a couple of minutes he finally calmed down and you took this opportunity to ask him, "Nightmare?" Hee nodded, looking at you with sad eyes, yearning for your touch. "Wanna talk about it?" He shook his head. This time it was his turn to ask the question, "Cuddle with me?" "I'll be the big spoon." He smiled that cute little Luke smile, showing off his dimples that you loved so much.

Michael: "Y/N! Y/N! C'mon please!" He whined, holding out his arms for you, waiting for you to walk into them so that he could cuddle you. But now, unfortunately, wasn't a very good idea. You were giving him the silent treatment because you were upset with how much he had been going to bars and coming home late. So in revenge, decided that you would ignore him and see how he would feel not spending any proper time with you. It had been two hours, thirty-six minutes, and about nineteen seconds since you had been ignoring him. And even though you loved Mikey to pieces, it was kinda funny that he was here in the house, currently begging you to cuddle with him while he was nursing a hangover. "Y/N, you know you cannot avoid me. I will make you cuddle with me if its the last thing I do." He shouted, causing him to wince as the headache that came with the usual hangover striked him in the temple. You turned around from your placed on the kitchen countertop to raise an eyebrow at him, a smirk on your lips. You grabbed your phone and typed something on the screen, before locking the phone. Mikey's phone dinged and he unlocked it, seeing a text message from you, stating: "Payback's a bitch, aint it?" He looked at you confused before finally realizing what you meant. "Are you doing this because I keep going out and getting drunk and coming home really late and waking up with really bad hangovers which leads to you nursing me back to good health and not spending any quality time with each other?" You typed into your phone once more, and Mikey's phone dinged once more. Like before the text was from you, although this time, it said,"You figured out now?" Immediately he felt guilt build up in his stomach, so he walked towards you and hugged you to his chest. "I'm so so so sorry, Y/N. I feel so bad. Just let me make it up to you. I would do anything for you. Just let me make it up to you. Please Y/N. I've kept you for this long, don't make me lose you now." You sighed as your heart melted. "Alright. Now cuddle me?" He grinned. "Now that I can do."

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