5SOS Preferences

"Adore You"

Note:This preference is based on 'Adore You' by Miley Cyrus. It's not necessary, but it'll help you understand the situations a little more.

Ashton:Soft morning light seeps into the room slowly, bathing your bed in golden warmth. Propped up on your elbow, the fingers of your free hand gently slide the loose hairs from Ashton's forehead. His skin is warm and soft under your fingertips. Over his brow bone and down his nose they trail slowly, careful not to wake the sleeping blond. A warm feeling sweeps through your body; not arousal, but something sweet and soft, fulfilling yet overflowing. Affection? No. Adoration? Maybe, Love? Yes. Whispering a quiet, "I love you," against his lips, you lay back down, grinning when a sleepy Ashton pulls you into his arms. The warmth explodes, fireworks ricocheting in your heart when he whispers those three words back to you.

Calum:Strange emotions swirl in your stomach as you and Calum's sister watch him on stage. He's fooling around with Michael trying to distract Luke, making you smile.It's pride, affection, happiness and love so strong it makes you think you're going to pop from the pressure. When he bounds off stage, he sweeps you into his arms, holding tightly. "I'm really glad you're here, you know," Calum whispers into your hair, squeezing your shoulders lightly, "I don't realise how much I need you until you're not here. I love you." Happiness tugs at your heart roughly, manifesting itself as a huge grin on your face. You bury your head into his shoulder to hide it - you know how much he loves, but you love hearing it.

Luke:You're awoken by your text alert chiming. Even though you're exhausted, the presence of Luke's name awakens butterflies in your tummy. 'We're doing a twitcam in 10 - Skype after? xxx' It's four o'clock in the morning yet you spring out of bed to grab your laptop, returning to the warmth quickly. Throughout the broadcast, you can't tear your eyes away from Luke. His eyes and happy smile pull your deep feelings to the surface, the distance between you feeling more pronounced. "I miss you," is the first thing to slip past your lips when Luke calls you. He grins, blowing kisses through the webcam. He flips Ashton off before turning back to you. "I bet I miss you more, baby girl." You shake your head, smiling softly. "Not possible."

Michael:It's late, the only light in the room coming from the movie playing on the television, yet your focus isn't on that. It's on Michael, whose head is comfortably rested in your lap as he watches quietly. Your head's a mess with emotion and tumultuous thoughts yet your fingers calmly run through Michael's hair. Your relationship is in the infantile stages, only a few months old, and even though you already know you love him, his departure in two days was weighing on your mind. You don't notice his attention has shifted to you until he speaks. "You're thinking about me leaving, aren't you? he asks, reaching a hand up to stroke your cheek. He sighs when you nod. "We'll get through it, okay? I love you, you love me. We'll make it work. Promise."