5SOS Preferences

He Hears You Talking to The Baby (T)

HIS POV

Michael - “Babe i’m home!” I sighed sitting down my guitar, pushing up my sunglasses as I looked around Y/N and I’s apartment. “Y/N?” The living room was empty, and the kitchen smelled like freshly baked brownies. Sure enough, Y/N made them, but ate half the pan. I smiled, taking one as I heard giggling from upstairs. I slowly crept up, hearing Y/N talking and I thought she was talking on the phone, but she was sitting on the edge of the bed, touching her stomach. “Mommy makes good brownies doesn’t she?” She smiled, as I saw her stomach moving. “Yeah, I wanted to save some for daddy but I ate half the pan.” I chuckled to myself, seeing her sigh. “Even though you’re not here yet, we love you so much. I don’t know if you realized this or not. But daddy rubs you every night before bed, yeah, he loves you a lot too.” She rubbed her stomach one last time, standing as she discovered me at the doorway. “I didn’t know you were home.” She blushed as I shrugged, smiling as I kissed her forehead.

Luke - Y/N made herself comfortable on the couch in the studio as I stood, beginning to go into the booth. “Okay Luke, we just need your vocals for What I Like About You.” I nodded and smiled, as Y/N gave me a thumbs up before winking. The music started to play and I closed my eyes, getting lost into the music. After I recorded some of the chorus, I opened my eyes, Y/N gone. “Where’s Y/N, Cal?” He shrugged as I sighed, taking off my headphones. “Take 5, Hemmo.” I nodded and took off to find Y/N. I shouldn’t be this worried about her, but when she is 7 months pregnant and carrying my baby, I get a little worried when I don’t know where she’s at. I heard a voice from the back room and I knew it was hers. “Yeah, daddy sings good doesn’t he?” She looked down at her stomach, smiling as I saw it jump a little. “He sings to you every night, did you know that?” Once again her stomach moved and she smiled. “Yeah and when you’re born, i’ll make him sing to you every night.” She gasped and held her stomach, signaling the baby did a big movement in her tummy. “I see someone likes that idea as much as I do.”

Ashton - I smiled, finishing my dinner as Y/N had already disappeared upstairs for the night. We were fighting again and usually when we do, she gives me the silent treatment until I apologize first. Even though this whole thing is my fault, I should apologize. I threw away my food, ruffling my hair as I turned off the lights and things downstairs, before going to our bedroom. I shut the door, hearing the shower running and the humming of Y/N on the inside. I cracked the bathroom door, opening my mouth as I heard her sniffle. “Yeah, mommy and daddy are fighting again. I know you don’t like it when we fight, I don’t either.” I half smiled, putting my head on the wall as she sniffled again. “But you know daddy and I always work things out because we love each other and you.” Her giggle caused me to giggle as her giggles soon ceased. “Ash?” “Yeah babe, it’s me.” She peaked from around the curtain sighing, “I’m sorry. I was wrong. I don’t like when we fight either.” She nodded, accepting my apology as she held out one of her hands. “Come here you booger.” I chuckled at the nickname she gave me, giving her a quick kiss as she finished her shower.

Calum - ”Holy shit, I just got 2 million followers.” I said, smiling as I sat at Y/N and I’s computer desk, spinning around in the chair as I saw her lying in bed. She looked so beautiful, she had on one of my singlets, a pair of her favorite panties, and her hair was up in a perfect bun, her reading glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. “Congratulations babe.” She said, her eyes never leaving her book as I admired her belly from afar. She was so close to her due date, and I am already in love with what’s inside of her. I signed out of twitter, shutting the computer down as I walked to the bathroom. “Why are you moving around? Are you excited for daddy too?” I smiled, brushing my teeth as I listened to Y/N talking to our baby. “You’re due next week, will you be here on time?” She giggled and I knew the baby was kicking, whenever the baby kicks, Y/N always giggles. “I take that as a yes. Daddy and I can’t wait for you. Your nursery isn’t done, but it’s okay, you’ll be in here with us anyways.” Another kick, another giggle. As I spit, I heard her whisper ‘goodnight, I love you’ to her belly before sighing happily. “I love you both.”