5SOS Preferences

He's sick:

Luke: It was past midnight and you felt Luke's arm unwrap around you. He suddenly ran to the bathroom and you heard him cough and throw up. You immediately ran to him and rubbed his back, grabbing a clean towel from the cabinet to wipe his face. He was warmer than usual when you touched his forehead with the back of your hand.

You didn't even speak, you just lead him back to the bed and wrapped a blanket around him. You went downstairs to get medicine, a glass of water and everything else he needed to make him feel better. When you got back, he was in the bathroom again throwing up.

"I hate this, I shouldn't have eaten too much earlier." He says in a weak tone.

"Hey, it's okay, it's not your fault, baby." You whisper and wipe his face once again and kiss him on the forehead.

Ashton: Ashton hasn't been feeling well but he never told you because he didn't want you to worry. He's been attending band practice everyday and going home late too, but you were used to it so you didn't mind. One night Ashton couldn't make it home and said that he would sleep over at Luke's, but looks like Luke couldn't lie to you any longer either so you found out that Ashton was too weak to drive home. You took your own car to drive to Luke's house to pick up Ashton, who was curled up in a ball on Luke's couch. His body was completely wrapped in a thick blanket and a red ice pack was on his forehead.

"Come on you little burrito, time to go home." You say jokingly and he giggles at your pun. But since he could barely move, you ended up cuddled on the couch too, with his head resting on your lap while you combed his fluffy hair with your fingers until he fell asleep.

Calum: You thought Calum was mad at you because he hasn't spoken to you all day, but you find out that he actually lost his voice. You gave him a warm glass of your grandmother's home remedy and told him to come cuddle with you in bed so he could rest.

Michael: Michael got a bit too drunk last night, which resulted to him tripping on his own foot and spraining his ankle. He almost cried because of the pain and even when the doctors told him to calm down he still kept freaking out. You held him tight and kept whispering soothing words like "I'm right here, baby. I'm not going to leave you." And he held on to you, burying his face on your chest, allowing him to whimper while the doctors did their thing.