imagine having a cute movie night with boyfriend!luke and you’re wearing one of his tshirts and pajama bottoms and lukes in just flannel pajama pants as you watch ‘finding nemo’ and youre both cuddled up together on the couch and you had brought your bedrooms’ giant comforter into the living room and it was currently wrapped around the both of you and sigh it’d be a bit into the movie and luke would start to nuzzle his head into your neck placing little kisses and he’d be mumbling things you couldnt hear and aS IF TO LINE UP PERFECTLY WITH THE FILM YOUD SAY (at the same time that marlin did) “look, you’re really cute, but i can’t understand what you’re saying. say the first thing again.” and gOD luke would think it was the most precious thing in the world and he’d sit up and be laughing so much his nose would do the little scrunched thing and his eyes would be shut and you’d laugh too bc you’re a hilarious genius and aww lukey would kiss your cheek and say “you know i was actually trying to get the mood going, but after that all i want to do is cuddle the shit out of you” and you’d smile and respond “god you dork, why do i even like you” and warp your arms around his torso as he started to lay back down onto the couch so you were on top of him with your head on his chest and he’d wrap his arms tightly around you then kiss your forehead and say “probably because i literally just tried to set the mood during a children’s movie” and he’d run his fingers through your hair as you giggled at your precious little angel boyfriend don’t mind me im just dying inside thnx luke

driving around with calum would be the most relaxed times with him whether you were on a road trip or heading to the store. he’d sing along to the radio whether it was green day or katy perry playing, and every once in a while he’d turn his gaze from the road to you for only a second as the lyrics fell from his lips. sometimes at red lights, he’d bring your hand to his lips and leave gentle kisses there as he watches you through his dark sunglasses. your fingers would absently trace the tattoo on his hand which he kept either in yours or on your thigh as you sang with him under your breath. but there would also be those times where you two sang at the top of your lungs with the windows down and the radio all the way up, laughing at each other’s over dramatic singing and hand gestures. sometimes he’d steal a kiss at a stop sign, refusing to drive until you lean over and kiss him despite the honking from the car behind you. he’d take a wrong turn just to stay with you for a little while longer and wow i really want calum.

Dressing Room

I was sitting on the couch, on Twitter as I heard the boys playing the last song of their gig. Normally I would be standing in the front row and singing, but tonight I left half way through the show and decided to go in the dressing room. Jetlag was stronger than me.

Suddenly, I heard the boys coming in the room, talking about the show they had just done. Luke glanced at me and I gave him a small smile. He walked to the couch and sat down next to me.

“Are you okay?” He asked, concern in his eyes. “Why did you leave?”

I rubbed my eyes and fought a yawn. “Yeah, I’m okay. I’m just a little tired.”

He smiled and placed a hand on my thigh, “Babe, you’ve been struggling with jetlag for like more than a week,” he chuckled.

I pouted and took the hand on my thigh. I stood up and pulled Luke’s hand so he would get up from the couch. By now confusion was written all over his face.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. His arms slowly found their way around my waist, drawing me closer to his body.

“You’re really tired,” he chuckled. “You never let me hug you when I’m sweaty.”

“I don’t care,” I mumbled.

I felt another pair of arms wrap around me and I laughed. Calum was always up for a cuddle.

“Why am I single?” Calum asked, making us laugh. “It’s the national girlfriend day and I’m sad.”

We all pulled away from the hug and I gave Calum a sad smile. He pouted and looked at Luke.

“Girlfriends are not that great,” Luke stated and I hit him. “See, she constantly hurts me.”

Calum smiled but stayed quiet. I wrapped my arms around Luke’s waist and leaned my head on his shoulder so that I was side hugging him. From the moment I was tired, I was also really cuddly.

“I just want someone to hug,” Calum whined loudly as he walked away from us. We all laughed even though we all knew there was a little bit of truth in his statement.

Luke lowered his head and stared into my eyes, “I love you,” he mouthed.

“I love you too,” I whispered.


My Usual, Please.

Running a hand through his hair and taking a place at the front counter, Luke tried is hardest to shake off his thoughts about her. He willed himself not to think of how her eyes pretty much sparkled all the time, or how her lips wobbled into a smile when she laughed. But most importantly he willed himself not to think of how stupid he was for not giving her his number yet.


Luke is a barista and wants to get to know Y/N as well as he knows her drink order.

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