Calum: In the darkness, it filled with snores and bumps as you both lay asleep on opposite sides of the bed. Yet, even in the darkness, and in your sleep, you can feel his arm protectively around your waist while you curl into your pillow, and he can feel your hair splayed over the pillows behind you. And even in the darkness, you can feel each others presence, and along with the snores and bumps are sighs of content, and you know that in darkness he is there with you.
Michael: In the darkness, there was always the light of the television screen that kept you both awake. Both of your eyes would be glued to the character which you were playing as, each of you with one goal: destroy each other. Figuratively, of course. Your fingers would fly across the controller, and your tongue would stick out barely in thick concentration. Profanities would slip out of both your lips, and jolts of shock would ruch through your bodies at the sudden flare of brightness on the screen. “Stop throwing bombs at me, dammit,” you said, leaning with your character when you tried to steer your vehichcle sharply around a corner. “It’s my job,” he said smuggly, throwning yet another bomb and knocking you off your truck.
Ashton: In the darkness, the only sound would be the secrets and stories shared between you in whispers. One hand would be rubbing circles in your shoulder, the other in yours playing with you fingers. Nothing was ever kept quite when you were in this time; the middle of the night after a long day, yet neither of you wanted to go to sleep. It was one of the rare times that everything was serious between you two. Sometimes there wouln’t even be speaking, just the sound of each others breathing and hums would send comfort through both of you. Before you fell alseep, however, Ashton would always mumble an, “I love you.” into your neck. You would turn over, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “I love you, too, Ashton.”
Luke: In the darkness, you were silently wrapped in his embrace. His arms are wrapped around your frame, his soft fingers tracing patterns in your skin, and lips humming a familiare tune against your neck. You would be tucked into his chest, listening to the soft bumps of his heart against yours. A smile spread on your face when you recognized the song that was being hummed, and you hummed along. The hums would soon be turned to laughs, and soon it would all disipate to serene silence as you both fell asleep.
A/N - hey so I found this in my old preference folder and decided to post it because I really like it :) Hope you all had a wonderful Holiday and are having a wonderful Holiday Break !!