5 seconds of summer Preferences

How he likes your hair

Ashton

Ashton loves it when you braid your hair, but he loves it even more when you let him braid your hair. You two would be watching TV and cuddling on the couch and Ashton would be playing with the end of your braid. After a little while he would ask you if he could braid your hair, staring at you with his big, hazel, puppy dog eyes until you said yes. You’d then sit on the floor in front of him, leaning back into his shins while he removed your hair tie. With your eyes still on the TV, Ashton would slowly unbraid your soft hair, running his fingers through it during the process. You were always so relaxed when he was playing with your hair, and you were glad that he loved doing it. Once your braid was undone and all the knots were gone, Ashton would separate your hair into three sections and begin a new braid. He was actually pretty good at it, you assumed it was because he has a little sister. One day when Ashton was about to start braiding your hair, he asked if he could try something different. Of course you let him, wondering what the boy could possibly do. As he started, you realized that he was trying to French braid your hair. When he finished, he took a picture with his phone and handed it to you saying, “So? Is it good?” As you took the phone from his large hand and looked at the picture you realized that the braid was absolutely perfect. You turned around with a shocked look on your face and faced your boyfriend. “What? Is it that bad?” he said. “Bad? Ash, I can’t even do this myself! I hope you know that I’m taking advantage of you knowing how to do this,” you told him. “Anything for my girl.”

Calum

“Hey babe, do you want to go out to lunch today?” Calum would say, walking into the bathroom as you were brushing your teeth. You took a look in the mirror, noticing that you hadn’t done your hair and to be honest, you really didn’t feel like it. You rinsed the toothpaste out of your mouth and faced your boyfriend. “But that means I have to do my hair…” you trailed off. “So just don’t,” your boyfriend said with a shrug. “I like your hair wavy better anyways. It shows off your natural beauty,” he continued after you gave him a look. You looked at yourself in the mirror again and figured your hair didn’t look that bad today, so you could wear it natural. You moved closer to Calum and gently pressed your lips to his. “I’d love to go out to lunch with you today,” you said with a smile. When it came time for you guys to leave, you wore your hair natural, just like Calum liked it. After lunch, you and he decided to walk around town a little bit, just enjoying the day. As the wind blew, your wavy hair went everywhere, and you giggled trying to put it back into place. Calum stopped walking and faced you, placing a stray piece of hair behind your ear and running his fingers along your jaw. He leaned in and right before he kissed you, he softly whispered, “Beautiful.”

Michael

It had been a stressful week for 5 Seconds of Summer in the studio, and Michael came home exhausted every day since they started. You were sitting on the couch late at night, watching TV and waiting for Michael to come home from recording. You heard the front door open and close and peeked over the top of the couch to see a very tired Michael kicking off his shoes and setting down his bag. “Hey baby,” he said, walking over to you. You got up and wrapped your arms around his waist and kissed him softly. “How was your day?” you asked, already knowing the answer. “Exhausting,” he said as he laid down on the couch. You crouched down next to him and brushed a piece of hair off his face, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “I’m sorry baby. Do you want anything to eat? I can cook you something if you’d like,” you said. Michael just shook his head and motioned for you to lie down with him. “I just want to cuddle with my girlfriend after a long day,” he said. You laid on the couch and nuzzled your face into his neck as he ran his fingers through your hair. The two of you laid in silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s company as he continued to play with your hair. “You know,” he said, breaking the silence, “I love it when you straighten your hair.” You looked up at him. “Why?” you asked. “Because it’s just so soft and it’s really soothing to just run my fingers through it. Do you mind when I do that?” he asked. “Not at all Michael,” you said, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

Luke

Luke was sitting at the kitchen table when you came home from school. Not even bothering to take off your backpack, you mumbled a quick hello and gave him a kiss before heading upstairs to start the heap of homework you had due tomorrow. After dropping your backpack on the bed, you went to the bathroom and tied your hair up in a messy bun. You immediately sat down on the bed you share with your boyfriend and opened your math book. It was one of those weeks when all of your teachers decided to assign loads of homework at the same time. You had only done about three problems when Luke came upstairs and sat next to you on the bed, looking over your shoulder as you moved onto the next problem. It wasn’t long before you felt his lips on your neck and his arms around your waist. “Luuuuuke,” you whined. “I really have to finish this,” you said. Ignoring you, he continued kissing your neck, slowly trailing up your jaw. In between kisses Luke mumbled, “I love when you tie your hair up like that.” He stopped kissing you and brushed his fingers across your cheekbone. “This way, I can see your pretty face,” he said and he pulled you closer to kiss you sweetly.