“Okay, I got two double cheeseburgers, a chicken sandwich, one mango smoothie, one Hi-C, one Sprite, 3 apple pies, 3 large fries, and a 5 piece chicken nugget.” You say as you place the large McDonald’s bag and sodas on the table. The boys flock to the food, savagely shoving fries into their mouths without so much as a thank you. “Um, excuse me, where is my thank you?”
“Thank you!” They say, muffled by the food they were shoving into their mouths.
“Whatever…”, you mutter under your breath. Cole, however, hears this and plants a kiss on your cheek.
“Thank you, we were starving.” He says with a kind smile. He has such a gorgeous smile. You smile back.
“You’re welcome. I know once you guys start working you don’t want to stop.”
He smiles and opens his mouth to say something but is cut off by Dana. “Ay, Y/N, let me teach you how to do autotune.”
“Okay!” You say, giving Cole an apologetic shrug. He shrugs back in response and continues to eat his food as you to sit with Dana. You try to squeeze onto the computer chair but find it is not meant to comfortably seat 2 people.
“Dude, just sit on my lap. This is super uncomfortable.” For some reason the first thing is glance over at Cole, but he isn’t paying attention. Hesitantly you shift so that you’re on Dana’s knee. He sighs with relief. You glance back at Cole again and this time he is looking. And by the look on his face, he is not happy. … “Stop it, Dana!” You say as he tickles you mercilessly.
“Admit defeat!” He says still tickling you. You run away, peeking at him behind the couch.
“Stop it!” You laugh.
“Could you two be anymore obnoxious!?” Cole shouts over all the commotion. You and Dana stop playing around abruptly. Gabe looks up from his phone, startled. Cole never raises his voice. He looks so incredibly frustrated.
“Cole, we were just-”
“Just what? Annoying the shit out of me? Honestly, I am trying to make a beat and you can’t stop acting like a stupid girl for a second and sit down!” He shouts again. You are taken aback. He’s never spoken to you like this. Gabe stands.
“Yo, Cole, chill. They were just playing.” He says.
“Yeah, Cole, chill.”
“All you are is a distraction! You run around looking pretty for us, you’re just entertainment for when we’re bored. Just get out.”
“Why,” you choke on your tears,“ why are you being so mean? I didn’t do anything. Why are you talking to me like this, Cole?” You say as you feel yourself starting to cry. Something washes over his face as he sees how badly he’s hurt you.
“I’m leaving. ” You say, snatching your purse and shoving your way out of the the studio as quickly as you can. As you reach the exit you see that it is now raining, and Cole had been your ride. You groan internally. Did he really mean that? That you were just there to entertain them like some type of monkey?
You roll your eyes, “I can’t exactly leave.”
Cole glances behind you. “Oh. ” he turns back to you. “I’m sorry I yelled at you like that. I just-”
“Do not talk to me like that ever again. I am your best friend not your showpony.”
“ I know, I won’t, I won’t.” He says shaking his head as if he’d made the biggest mistake of his life.
“Then why did you?”
He opens his mouth then closes it again, he shuts his eyes furrowing his brow as if he was flinching away from something. “I was jealous.”
“What? Why would you be jealous of Dana?”
“Because…” He trails off, stopping himself from continuing.
“Because…?” You question mercilessly. You were still very angry but something about him made you a little more forgiving. You, of course, know why. And suddenly he pulls you close to him, one hand cupping your face, the other at the small of your back. He hunches over and kisses you softly, like a whisper.
“Because I love you.”
“You love me?” you say, shocked. He had never… but with sudden realization you realize he had. Glancing at you and smiling, always kissing you on your forehead and cheeks, always wanting a hug, never getting angry at you even when you did the dumbest things. How long had he?
“I love you, I love you, I love you. I could say it a million times, and it would always be true.” He pauses, studying your face. “Do you…?”
You ran into the nearest coffee shop, clutching your books to your chest. You check if any of your textbooks were wet and, seeing that they’re still readable, shrug your bag off of your shoulder. You pulled off your hood, sighing in contentment at the cold air.
“Bad day?” you whipped your head around to see a guy sitting at the table you put your bag on. “Oh! I’m so sorry, I’ll move.” You move to get your bag but the stranger holds up a hand and stops you. “No, it’s fine. We can share.” You tilt your head in confusion but smile gratefully.
“The complete opposite actually, just finished my mid-terms.” you answer his previous question, doing a little happy dance. He chuckles at your enthusiasm. “I’m Cole, by the way.”
You stop dancing at the mention of his name. You knew that name. 6 years ago, you would have been squealing at only the sight of him. 6 years ago you would have fainted in this very spot. “Cole… Pendery?” you ask shakily, clearly not processing the moment. He smiles sheepishly, running a hand through his hair. It grew slightly longer and a few strands of white were peeking out.
“Yeah. That’s me.” You wince slightly at his tired tone. You sit down next to him, pulling your knees to your chest. “What’s wrong?” He looks at you strangely, copying your position in his chair. “Nothing’s wrong… It’s just that.” He takes a deep breath before speaking.
“I didn’t think anybody would recognize me after everything… you know.” he gestured wildly with his hands and you nod in understanding. “It’s just a lot to process that I’m not in the band anymore.”
“Do you miss it?” You ask, shyly taking his hand in both of yours. To your delight, he squeezes them tightly, finding comfort in your touch. “I miss it everyday. The fans, the singing, performing, my brothers…” You listen to him talk of his time in IM5, nodding at the right times and patting his back whenever there was a moment of silence.
He wipes a single tear from his eye, letting out a silent sob. “Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who regrets ever leaving.” You stare at him in shock, almost at a loss for words. “Hey… That’s not true.”
You take your laptop out of your bag, pulling up tumblr in just under a minute. You type in the IM5 tag and he stares at the screen in confusion before transforming into the smile that was in your dreams years ago.
I wish IM5 were still together!!! :(( But I still love them!
Look at this picture of baby Cole! Ain’t he cute?
Why have I never seen this cover before? This is amazing! #5er5ever
“You see? The fans will always support you. Past, present or future.” You say and he smiles even wider. You close your laptop and place it on the table in front of you. “Now why don’t you give the boys a call? A reunion is long overdue, no?”
You never thought he could grin even wider but he did as he pulled out his phone and clicked the contacts he’s been dying to call.
It was a busy day at the diner. Dinner rush was a bitch sometimes but you needed the money to continue college. You sigh as your boss yells at you to cut your break short and serve a customer that came in. “I’ll go deaf every time he talks.” you mumble to yourself, getting a notepad and a glass of water before going behind the counter.
Your fellow waitress points towards a guy at a bar stool and you walk over to him. “Good evening, sugar. What would you like?” You ask the guy in the snapback and he looks up at you. “Yeah, can I get a black coffee? I have a lot of work to do tonight.” He gestures towards the sheet music next to him and you nod.
After setting his black coffee in front of him, you glance at the sheet music he was working on. “You writing a song?” He chuckles at that and shakes his head. “Nah, just going through a few songs. I have my first concert next week.” You raise an eyebrow at him and maybe internally squeal that you’re serving a celebrity.
“Oh? Are you in a band?” You ask, leaning against the counter. He smiles sadly, shaking his head again. “Not anymore. Going solo since 2017.” He says, doing some unenthusiastic jazz hands. You look at him in confusion. “That’s great Mr…” You gesture towards him and he smiles.
“The name’s Dana Vaughns."
Your eyes widen at his name. "Dana? From IM5?” you ask, your breath catching when he nods. “Correction: I was Dana from IM5. Now it’s just Dana.” That sad smile crept up to his face again and you couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
IM5 split up last year and you were one of their biggest fans. The ironic thing was, 2016 was one of their biggest years with a world tour and 3 albums released since 2012. They were more talked about than any other celebrity that year and was dubbed as IM5 Heaven Year by the fans.
In the middle of 2017, they had a falling out and went their separate ways. Will wrote an entire album and climbed up the charts in under 3 months. Gabe was currently making a rap career and is slowly building up the charts as well. Cole was an Oscar winning actor. David had his own chain of dance studios world wide.
You slapped yourself when you didn’t recognize Dana. He was your favorite, being the one who was closest to your age. You never saw him in news unlike Will or Cole. He didn’t post any youtube videos like Gabe or David. All this time, you thought he may have retired or gone to school.
But the reality is that he is a struggling artist and that made you want to cry. You didn’t want to believe it but the evidence was right in front of you. You took his hand in yours, smiling at him comfortingly when he looks up at you. When he returned your smile, you grabbed a plate of cookies behind you. He raised an eyebrow but you continued to smile.
“Where’s the concert? I might just be in the first row.” you say, laughing at his shocked yet grateful smile.
“And one and two and three and… Hold your balance Y/N.”
You blush when David lightly reprimanded you. You were slightly star struck because you were taking a dance class with David Scarzone. David Scarzone the former member of IM5 and overall amazing dancer. You didn’t know that it was his class you were signing up for until he entered the room.
Now it was your 3rd week in class and you still couldn’t learn fast enough.
You nod at him when he looks at you questioningly. You pull your face back into a serious and concentrated expression before starting the routine again. This time, you made sure to get the timing right, hold your your balance and let the rhythm flow through your body.
After the routine was finished, you felt the most exhilarated than you have ever been since day one. Once David dismissed the class, you bounded over to him. You told yourself that you would get a picture with him before the class ended next month. The earlier the better.
“Um excuse me?” He turns around and gives you an easy smile. “Good job today, Y/N. You’ve improved and I’m proud of you.” He places a hand on your shoulder and you beam at him, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
“Thank you. And for being in of the best teachers ever…”
“Aw you don’t have to say stuff like that.”
“But it’s true!” You say, fumbling for a bit as you tried to reach your phone buried deep into your bag. “I’ve always wanted to learn dancing from you. Even before you joined IM5, I have loved the way you dance. You inspired me to pursue dance in college.”
You were almost rambling when you finally got to your phone. So much so that you didn’t notice his head drop and his reminiscing smile at the mention of IM5 but even if you did, it was gone before it even happened. “So… I was wondering if we could get a picture? I want to remember these moments.”
You bounce excitedly on the spot, holding your phone tightly. He chuckles at your enthusiasm and nods. You squeal silently and hold up your phone for a selfie. “To the best dance teacher ever!” You say as you take the picture, his arm around your waist and his smile wide.
You were late.
“Excuse me!” You mumble repeatedly as you tried to get to your job quickly. The people going in the opposite direction were definitely not helping. You glanced at your watch and gasp, running faster in the direction of the local day care.
You curse silently when you finally arrived to your classroom. You lean against the door to catch your breath when it suddenly opened. You collapse to the floor with a loud shriek and land on your butt. “Oh come on…” You say, looking up to see the new teacher looking down at you.
You blush as he offers his hand to you, apologizing for his actions. “Sorry, Y/N. I just had to find out where you were. The kids are sleeping right now. Took me 5 songs.” You take his hand with a laugh and he pulled you to a standing position.
“Thanks, Gabe. I appreciate it.” You pat the dirt off your pants and gave him a grateful smile. He returned the smile and gestured towards your classroom. You shake your head, taking a little peak at the sleeping angels in the room. “They won’t wake up for another hour. Wanna grab a coffee in the lounge?"
Gabe hesitates for a second before nodding. You lead him towards the teachers’ lounge, heading straight towards the heavenly coffee maker. "Do you take sugar?” you ask him and he shakes his head. “Just creamer, thanks.” He leans against the counter, watching you prepare your cups.
After 5 minutes, you were both sitting in comfortable silence at one of the tables. Gabe has been working at the day care for a week now. You never really had a real conversation with the guy. You never really heard his speaking voice, just his singing voice. When you would pass by one of the classrooms, you would hear him sing the kids to sleep but you would walk away before you heard him speak.
“How are you liking the day care? Kids not giving you a hard time?” He chuckles and shakes his head. “Nah. I’m great with kids. After my band… went our separate ways, I figured it would be a nice break taking care of kids.” He shrugged, sipping his coffee.
You noticed the dark expression when he spoke of his old band. You knew of them, of course. You still had a few posters up in your room. You never told him about it because you didn’t want to make things awkward. You just wanted to be his friend, not a crazed fanatic. So you mellowed down the fangirl in you and focused on being that friend.
“It’s nice, actually. Being in the day care. It gives me time to think about things. Think about what I want for the future.” He finishes his coffee and sets it down on the table. “Have you thought about it lately? You know, your future?” He looks at you and you stare back at him. You still see that boy in IM5, just older and maybe just a little lost.
“I have… And I want to just settle down. Get a beautiful wife. Have a kid. Continue working here. Maybe I’ll continue a small music career. It’s a nice change from what I used to do.” You smiled at him and nod, placing your coffee cup next to his.
“Yeah. You deserve a break.” He smiles at you gratefully and you smile back. “Why don’t you help me wake up the kids. They’ll love to see you again.” He nods again and you both walk to your classroom, just when the hour passed.
“And this was a song from my days in IM5. Bet you guys remember that time.” The crowd cheers as Will starts to play Superman. You sing along, feeling a few tears sting your eyes. You were at VidCon, watching Will perform on the main stage. After IM5 ended, he continued to work on music on youtube.
After many a year, he finally got to perform on the main stage. You were happy for him yet at the same time sad that he wasn’t performing with IM5. You knew that they still talked to each other. Heck, Will even collabs with them in his videos. You just wished that they could perform together, even for one last time.
Maybe that would make Will truly smile again.
Sometimes you feel like you were the only one who knew. The way he would smile in his videos never reached his eyes. You could hear the raw emotion as he sang on that stage. Your heart ached for him. He was usually the happy one of the group, so full of smiles and an angelic voice.
He still had the angelic voice. Time made his voice more mature and his vocal range varied beautifully. If only time healed his wounds too. He finished the song and bid goodbye before exiting the stage. You push through the crowd, trying to find him. You finally spotted him at his meet and greet table, texting on his phone. You knew that people would go to him any minute so you took your chance and walked towards him.
“Hello.” He looks up, placing that smile you knew was forced on to his face. “Hello.” he said, putting his phone down. As if on autopilot, he grabs the album he released recently and a marker, ready to sign it. You shake your head and push the album away, making him look at you in confusion.
“I just want to talk to you. You seemed down lately.” You went for the straightforward approach, knowing that you wanted an answer. His smile faltered and he hung his head, scratching the back of his neck. You went around the table, grab a chair and sit next to him. “Will? Please talk to me. I just want you to be happy.”
When he finally looked up, he couldn’t look at you. He looked around and stood up, closing the curtains that surrounded his table. “What do you mean?” he asks almost shyly and you felt your heart constrict in sympathy.
“Your smile never reaches your eyes anymore. And though your voice is still amazing, it doesn’t have the soul it used to have. I know you’re not alright, so tell me and I’ll help you.” Years ago, you never would have had the courage to do this. Years ago, you would be too blinded by his body rolls or perfect pitch to care about his feelings.
But this was right now. And right now, he was unhappy.
He took a deep breath and sat down next to you again. He turned his chair to face you and you did the same, taking his hand in yours. “Maybe it’s stupid. Me missing the boyband days. I knew it was never going to last. But I just hoped that we would be together as a group, as brothers forever. I let myself hope too far.
"I still can’t process that I’m alone now. I’m getting by on youtube videos and a part time job in Barnes & Noble. I still see them, you know, my band mates but… It’s not the same. I want to perform with them. Feel that rush of adrenaline as the crowd cheers for us. I want to hang out with them and jokingly complain about the hectic schedule when in reality, I absolutely live for it.”
He pauses, letting the tears fall down his face. “It must seem selfish of me to think of this.” You shake your head and pull him into a tight hug. “It’s not selfish, Will.” You say on to his shoulder. You pull back and cup his face into your hands, making sure he looks at you straight in the eye.
“You will always be part of IM5, in your heart. You still see your brothers, maybe not as frequently as you like but at least it’s better than never speaking to each other again. You still love and care for each other. That’s what the fans loved about IM5, you were a down to earth boyband who just loved making music together. No matter if you were not that famous. We loved you for you and I’m sure the band will still love you as well.”
His tears were falling freely now and you felt yourself tear up as well. “You mean that?” Your only answer was to hug him again and this time, he hugs back fiercely. Clutching on to you like a lifeline.
“Thank you.” he whispers into your ear and, finally, you hear the smile in his voice.
Woo… That was a tough one. I hope you guys liked it! :3
A/N: If you’ve paid attention to the last 3 requests you’ll see they’re connected, so this is it!
Warning: Contains Sexual Content, View At Own Risk!!!
Will: Role Play
“Let’s try something new tonight,” Will said, kissing up and down your neck. You smiled, “What would this new thing be?” you asked, turning to give him a proper kiss. He moved away from you, and went to the closet. You sat on the bed waiting for him to find whatever it was he was looking for. He pulled out two different bags and handed you one. “What’s this?” you asked him, he smirked, “Just put it on,” he said. You sighed not questioning it, and went to the bathroom. You opened the bag, and gasped a bit. You giggled, deciding to play along. It was just lingerie, when you exited the bathroom, you could see Will dressed as a cop. You caught on to what that something new was. He motioned you more into the room. “Want to tell me why you were speeding?” he asked already into character. You pouted a bit, “I’m sorry officer, I was just in a hurry,” you said. Something in his eyes sparked at your words, and it suddenly dawned on you that this must have been a kink of his. “I’m going to have to give you a ticket ma'am,” he said. “Is there something I could do, to not get a ticket?” you asked. He smirked, “Bribing an officer? That calls for punishment,” he said, “On your knees.” You did as he said as he started to unbuckle his belt, pulling down his pants. “It’s not gonna suck itself,” he growled, you bit your bottom lip, grabbing onto his member. Will moaned as you started to stroke his member, you licked from the base to the tip. Hollowing your cheeks, you took him in your mouth, deep throating him. “Fuck, just like that,” he moaned, grabbing your hair to make a makeshift pony tail. You moaned around him, and continued doing this until he came. He lifted you up, and carried you to the bed. “I love your mouth,” he said, kissing you deeply. You moaned against his lips, and he took off the see through slip. His eyes scanned you body before he hooked his fingers to the hem of your panties, and pulled them off. You were soaked from just sucking him off, and he could tell. He was about to trail down to your heat, but you stopped him. “Just fuck me already,” you moaned. He smirked against your abdomen, and went back up to peck your lips. He lined himself up at your entrance, and pushed in. You moaned loudly and he shushed you with a kiss. He went faster and gripped onto your hips. “WILL!” you shouted, he moaned into your hair and kept at his pace. You felt your release coming, and he could feel it too. “Let go,” he moaned, rubbing fast circles on your clit. You came at his words, and he released after. Will rolled off and caught his breath, “So, role play uh?” you asked, he blushed a bit. “No, no, it’s not bad, I liked it,” you said, he smiled, kissing you before cuddling into your side.
The makeout session became hot real quick. You both were half naked, and his hands started to roam. You were hovered over Cole, lips on his. Out of nowhere, you felt his hand come in contact with your butt. You hissed, and pulled away from him, “Did you just smack my ass?” you said confusedly. He looked up at you innocently. “What?” he asked, you giggled “You just spanked me,” you said baffled. He laughed and kissed you again, “I liked it though,” you said pulling away from him. He smirked, “Really?” he asked, “Because I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.” You smiled at him and he bit his bottom lip, eyes clouding with lust. His fingers hooked at the him of your panties, and yanked them off. He patted your hip, in a “turn over motion” and you did as he said. “Fucking love your ass,” he said, massaging it with his hands. You moaned at the feeling, and he lifted his hand, and it slammed down onto you ass. You moaned in both pain, and pleasure, he did it a few more times. The bed dipped and you felt him climb off the bed. You looked over your shoulder, and watched him get something from the closet. When he came back out, you saw a paddle in his hand. “Oh my god,” you laughed, he wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted to spank you for the longest. He lined up at your entrance, ignoring your words. You were getting soaked just thinking about him spanking you with the paddle. He pushed in, and you moaned loudly right when he spanked you with the paddle. His movements were fast, his hand reaching out for your hair. You screamed out in pleasure as he yanked you up by your hair. You never knew Cole could be this dominate, and you really liked it. You heard him swore feeling him release. Cole thrusted a few more times and soon you came. He rode out your high, and released hold of your hair. You collapsed on the bed, him lying next to you. “We should do that more often,” you said, rolling over to where you were resting on his chest. He just chuckled, wiping sweat from his forehead.
There was something about tying, and gagging you up that gave Dana pleasure. He had a thing for sex toys, and the handcuffs had became his best friend. He rarely got to do any of this stuff to you, and you only let it happen on special occasions. Tonight was one of those nights, and Dana wasn’t going to take it slow. He had other nights for that, what he wanted to do was fuck you relentlessly. You weren’t complaining, you were actually just excited as him. He stripped you bare, and the next thing you knew he had you tied up to the bed. He was naked also, and his gaze scanned over your body. The gag ball was already in your mouth, and Dana opened your special drawer, taking out the vibrator. “You’re not going to walk for the next two days,” he said turning it on. You whimpered, and watched him intently as he guided the vibrator up to your heat. He tapped it a few time on your clit, and the quick feeling of it still made you moan. Soon, he pushed the vibrator inside you. Your moans were muffled by the gag ball, and you lifted your hips up, wanting to feel him inside of you. He turned it up a bit more, and you whimpered. He looked back into the drawer, and pulled out the tiny leather whip. He struck you once, the leather hitting against you clit. You moaned in both pain and pleasure. This ignited a fire in his eyes, and he couldn’t wait anymore. Dana pushed aside the vibrator, it was still in you when he decided to plunge in. You screamed around the ball at the intense pleasure of Dana and the vibrator inside of you. As the vibrator kept vibrating, Dana started to pound into you relentlessly, his pace never halting. You yanked at the handcuffs desperate to scratch down his back. Tears started to prick into your eyes at how much pleasure you were receiving. You loved it though Dana moaned above you tilting his head down to suck love bites into your skin. You clenched around him, “Fuck, you feel so good,” he moaned out. You soon released, and he took out the vibrator, his pace becoming sloppy as he came a few minutes after. Dana collapsed on top of you, his hand reaching up to release you from the hand cuffs. He took the gag ball out of your mouth, and wiped the saliva that had gathered at the end of you mouth. “Sorry if I was too rough,” he said, caressing your breast. “It’s fine, I liked it,” you said after catching your breath, making him smile.
Gabe: Daddy Kink
“You want me to call you what?” you asked staring at a half naked Gabe. He gulped hesitating before telling you again. “I want you to call me daddy,” his voice was low, almost growl like. You blinked a few times, Daddy kink, you thought to yourself, that explained why he called you “baby girl” whenever you two had sex. You smirked and looked up at him innocently. “What are you going to do to me daddy?” you asked as innocently as you could. Gabe could feel himself getting hard at the question. He was relieved that you didn’t find his kink weird. He climbed onto the bed, and scooped you up into his arms. Gabe kissed you deeply, and you returned it. “I’m not going to do anything, but you are,” he muttered against your lips. His hand trailed down your stomach, and to your heat, rubbing circles on your clothed clit. You moaned against his lips, and he yanked off your panties then unclasped your bra. “Fucking love these,” he said, massaging your breast. “Daddy,” you moaned lightly as his mouth came in contact with your nipple. He released your nipple, and went to the other giving it the same attention. Gabe pulled away from you, and sat down on the bed. “Come here,” he said, you crawled over to him and he gripped your hips. “Baby girl’s going to ride daddy,” he said, guiding your hips till your entrance was over his member. You sunk down on him, the both of you moaning loudly at the pleasure. You went slow at first, slowly moving in figure eights around him. Gabe didn’t like being teased, and he thrusted up into you at a fast pace. “OH DADDY!” you yelled only making him go faster. You took over, and started to bounce up and down on him. “Just like that,” he moaned, “Such a good girl for daddy.” Tiny screams escaped your mouth, and he brought his mouth to your breast, peppering them with love bites. “Daddy,” you whimpered, feeling your release coming. Gabe’s hand traveled down to where you connected, rubbing fast circles onto your clit. This threw you over the edge. “DADDY!” you screamed loudly, head thrown back, and back arching. Gabe grunted, following in pursuit. You collapsed on his chest, trying to regain your breathing. He lifted you up a bit, pulling out. The events that just too placed had tired you out that you ended up asleep in a matter of seconds.
You thought it was going to be a simple day out shopping with your boyfriend, but that didn’t happen. As the day progressed, David was getting hard at the sight of you trying on clothes, some revealing and others not so revealing. You dragged him into Intimacy, to try out some new bras and underwear. You had pulled him into the changing room, wanting to get his opinion. “This takes the fun out of guessing when we’re about to have sex,” David groaned. You rolled your eyes at his statement, and placed on the first set. You opened the door. “What do you think?” you asked giving him some poses. He shifted in his spot, “Looks nice,” he said, placing one of the bags on his lap. You smiled, and went back into the changing room to put on the next set. You came out, doing some more poses. “Fucking hell,” David muttered, standing up and pushing you back inside the dressing room. “What are you doing?” you hissed, David smirked. “Spent most of this day watching you model clothes for me,” he said, unclasping the bra. “Besides, I think we’ve hit the point in our relationship were I can finally take you right here in public.” You moaned a bit at his words, you never knew he was one to have sex in public, but here you were now about to do exactly that. You took off the panties, and David unzipped his pants, pulling them down. “Have to be quiet, don’t want to get caught,” he said, pulling you closer to give you a passionate kiss. You giggled a bit, and trailed your hands down his abdomen, and towards his member. David moaned a bit, “Didn’t know I was having such a great affect on you,” you teased. He rolled his eyes, hands gripping onto your thighs as you jumped up, wrapping your legs around him. In one quick movement, he slammed into you. You moaned loudly, and his hand immediately clasped around your moth silencing you. He shot you a glare before thrusting up in a fast pace. He was doing most of the work since he had you pinned up against the wall. “Faster,” you said, words muffled by his hand. He couldn’t tell what you had said, but assumed you said something about his pace. He picked up speed, and your hands went to his hair, tugging at it. He moaned a bit, biting onto your collarbone to silence himself. This went on for a while, until he released inside you. You cooed at the feeling, and he kept thrusting trying to get you to your high. After a few minutes, you came and he rode out your high. David pulled out, and set you down on your feet. You sat down on the ledge, trying to catch your breath. “That was exhilarating,” you said a few minutes later. He chuckled and started to get dressed. “I’ll be waiting outside,” he said, pecking you lips one more time before leaving the dressing room.
AU: You’re Will’s girlfriend and while the boys are on tour you and Will talk to each other all the time in an attempt to not let the distance get between your relationship. An interviewer asks which of the boys is late the most and the boys go psycho in laughter as they explain why Will is always late. He gets caught up in something one night and you fall asleep before you guys facetime and he gets very sad that he won’t get to see your beautiful face until the next day
You and him liked to have lazy days where you’d sit around in one of his button ups and eat pancakes and nutella all day. And you’d just stare at each other in between the long pauses in your conversation about video games and politics and the world in general. His lips would curl at the ends as he watched you go on and on about something you surely wouldn’t care about in 10 minutes. And one day after having eaten your weight in peanut butter, you caught him gazing at you. Not lustfully, but just with true and unkempt admiration. “You’re gorgeous.” he said as you started to make your way over to him, only arm length away.He sits atop the counter legs spread with the empty jar of peanut butter between them. He put his knees to either side of him.
“Say it again.” you whisper, leaning your forehead on his. His hand are on your waist and his eyes are closed. You watch him.
“You. Are. Gorgeous."He says his big brown orbs suddenly flicking towards you. He then quickly swipes his finger through some of the peanut butter and wipes it across your cheek, grinning cheekily.
"Cole!” You squeal. He laughs and dashes into the other room.
“You gotta catch me babe!”
You smiled to yourself. Yeah, he’s the one.
Unlike other guys, Dana actually enjoys shopping with you. You were currently browsing through forever 21 when Dana pointed out a pair of ripped, high waisted shorts.
“Baby, those would look amazing on you.” He says nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck as you stare at them. They looked cute, but that certainly wouldn’t be the case if you actually put them on.
“I don’t think so, Dana.” You say trying to move on to the next rack. He catches your hand
“You’re beautiful, try them on.” He say matter-of-factly You smile and lower your gaze in embarrassment.
“Alright, pushy, I’ll try them on.” You swipe your size off the rack and go into one of the empty dressing rooms. You strip off your pants and put on the shorts. He was right they do look amazing on you. You bend over to grab your phone, when you feel a sudden and hot wetness in between your legs, you look down in horror to see the crotch of the shorts stained red with blood. Your period. You scream internally, mentally kicking yourself. This is why you should track your period, you think. You knock on the door to get Dana’s attention.
“What’s wrong? Do they fit?” He asks. You shake your head
“They fit perfectly, but I had a bit of an accident.” Dana laughs
"What did you pee on yourself?” He jokes. You roll your eyes.
“Not exactly.” There is a long pause as Dana puts the pieces together
“Oh….OH. Oh my gosh. Okay. Um hold on. ” You hear the dressing room door next to you open and shut and see Dana’s shoes.
“Give me the shorts.” He whispers. Confused, you obey. You hear him pop the lid off his very berry Hi-C and see it drip onto the floor. What the hell is he doing?, you think. He passes you his sweatshirt. You wrap it around your waist and put on your pants. And suddenly he’s bursting out of the dressing room. ”EXCUSE ME! THERE IS RED JUICE ALL OVER THESE SHORTS! WHAT HORRIBLE SERVICE! I WILL NEVER SHOP HERE AGAIN.” He shouts throughout the store . You come out of your dressing room. Dana throws the shorts down and grabs your hand, storming out quickly.
“You good?” He asks inspecting your face. He tas your hand in his rolling your fingers with the pads of his.You nod with a smile.
“Yeah, babe, I’m good.”
Though David appears to be intimidating he’s actually the biggest sweetheart in the world. He would buy you random gifts, like teddy bears for when you got lonely. Or a Spiderman t-shirt for when you missed him. And of course seeing as they are on tour you’d worn it to bed just about every night.You’d never missed someone so much in your entire lif and were positive that you would just about die of boredom in his absence. 4 weeks. It was the longest you’d ever been apart. He facetimed you when he could and texted all the time, texting you good morning right on time, despite the time difference.But today was the day. He would be at the airport waiting for you. Your phone rings and you glance at it smiling as you realize its David.
“Yes?” you say sweetly.
“Hey, sweetie.” He replied, his voice dragging. You noted this.
“I don’t think I’ll make it back tonight? We got asked to do another show so I’ll be out here for at least another week. ”
“I’m really sorry, baby. I miss you., but I’ve got to go.” The line clicks. You stare at your phone for a second. You wanted to throw it across the room you were so upset.
“Honey, there’s someone at the door for you!” your father calls.
“Tell them to go away!” you shout back.
“You might want to see them before you make them leave!"
You roll your eyes and traipse down the stairs. You open the door not sure who to expect.
You hop in to his arms full force. “Whoa. I guess you missed me too, huh?” he laughs. You pull away and hit his chest
"Don’t ever do that again or I’ll kill you, alright?”
He gets very serious holding you tight in his arms, “Alright.”
“I love you, okay? I’ve never missed anyone so much in my life.”
He seems slightly stunned. “I-I love you too.”
You nod. “You better.” with a laugh.
“Really, Gabe?” You say picking up his underwear that was strewn across the floor. He doesn’t eve glance up from whatever stupid game he was playing. "Hello? Earth to Gabe?“
He quickly clicks a button and looks up at you in the doorway.
"What? What do you want now?”
“I want you to keep your dirty underwear off the floor, that would help.” he sucks his teeth in irritation and goes back to playing his game.
“Whatever, man.” he mutters. “Leave me alone.”
You raise an eyebrow. “Gladly.” and storm off towards the front door swiping your keys off the table.
“Wait! Wait baby, I didn’t mean that!” He says chasing after you. You whip around.
“Oh did you pause your video game just for me? I’m flattered.” you snark turning back towards the door. He catches your hand and slowly intertwines your fingers.
“Baby, don’t be like that. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so rude. I’m a dick.”
Ah, yes. Those two magic words that Gabe almost never uttered. I’m sorry. You smile looping your arms around his neck.
“And…” you say. He scoffs.
“And I can’t live without you.”
“I can’t stand you.” you say as you watch your boyfriend dance while cooking.
“You know you love it .” He replies doing his signature body roll.
“Dork.” you say as he tastes the sauces he was making. He takes a big slurp and it splashes up around his mouth. You laugh.
“You got a little something there.” You say. He smirks.
“Gimme a kish.” he says getting so close he’s hovering over you.
“Oh my god, Will, go away!” You squeal. Some of the sauce drips onto your face. “Ewwww! Will, get off of me!"
"Not until you give me a kiss.” He says still smirking like an idiot.
“Fine. Fine.” You say giving in. He smiles an kisses you. Disregard the fact that you had a goatee of sauce now, it was genuinely the best kiss he’d ever given you. He pulls away, most of the sauce rubbed into his face.
"Kiss of the Week?"
You shake your head. “Kiss of the Century.”
He laughs. “I love you.”
"Eh, you’re okay.” you reply. He smiles with a raised eyebrow. “I love you, too, you dork.”
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Cole had promised to take you out for a picnic, but his tours kept interfering with the planning. You were in class, daydreaming and staring out of the window when a sudden tap pulled you back to reality. Cole was standing outside of the window holding a picnic basket. He pointed to it, gesturing for you to come outside. As the bell rang, you dashed out of the building, throwing all cares to the wind. You and Cole snuck off to a small apple farm where you pulled out the blanket.
“Y/N… I-” He starts. You look at him and notice the color rising to his cheeks.
“Yes, Cole…?” You say. You have a feeling that you know what’s about to happen, but you keep your calm.
“I want you… I want to kiss you… Is that okay? I mean, if it’s not, forget I ever asked.” He start to ramble.
You smile at him, thinking he looks cute when he gets frazzled. “Yes.”
He smiles, the worry melting off his face. You both lean in, and you feel his soft lips land on yours.
You and Dalton were doing a photoshoot together. The boys had just hit stardom in the media’s eyes and to celebrate, Teen Vogue was doing an article on IM5 and their supporters. You two were goofing off in front of the camera, cheesing it up, putting all of their serious models to shame. Frantically dodging the ridiculous props they had for you, you try to protect the treasure you had just stolen from him: his top hat. Dalton had caught you from behind and pulled you close, whispering, “I could just kiss you.”
“Then do it, loverboy.” You tease. And with that, his lips connect with yours, the camera lights flashing.
You had taken Dana to your younger siblings play. They were doing a cute little romance, your sibling the lead. As the curtains drew closed, the narrator said, “And that’s why you should always kiss a princess when you see one.”
“Okay.” Dana said and leaned over to you and pecked you on the lips.
Gabe had taken you to a small house party for his band. The place was warm, people kept bumping into you. As the night went on, the house continued to acquire people. As you and Gabe were standing in the kitchen, somebody shoves you hard. Gabe grabs your elbows and pulls you up, smirking.
The smirk falls from his face when he realizes what you’re about to do. Standing toe to toe, you lean up and kiss him, pulling back and searching his eyes. After a brief moment, they open, showing laughter and his face lights up as he kisses you once more.
“Y/N! Y/N!” Will calls frantically. You two had gone to Disney for the day as friends. A parade had cut between you, forcing you apart. The crowds swallowed you both and you started to panick. Will knew how much you hated crowds and promised you he wouldn’t leave your side. Now everywhere you turned it was a different stranger elbowing you out of the way. You were spinning, searching for that boy. After five minutes of being bounced back and forth, you collapse on a bench, trying to calm down. Tears were coursing down your face, but not a single person stopped to see if you were okay. “Y/N!” You look up to see Will running towards you. You stand up to wrap yourself into his arms, shrinking into his embrace. He pulls back and takes your face into his hands and swiftly kisses you. The kiss is warm, worried, longing. Will pulls back, realizing what he just did, but you just wrap your arms around him and bury your face into his shirt, grinning.
A/N: Sorry Dana’s was so short, I just felt like I would have messed it up if I would have added more to it. ~Em
Author’s Notes: What’s up everyone? This is the fic I’ve been waiting to post forever! You guys voted for a Prince AU and I fucking gave you a Prince AU.
Enjoy the first chapter and I’m open to feedback! (GIF is not mine)
“Your highness? It is time to get up.”
The blonde haired prince groaned in his half-awake, half-asleep state, rolling around to find a cold spot in his bed. The rapid knocking on his double doors was insistent though so he had no choice but to get up. He dragged the blanket with him, draping it around his shoulders like the cape he would wear to royal weddings.
He opened the door, glaring half-heartedly at his manservant. He had good intentions but today he really wanted to slam the door in his face. “Good morning, your highness.” His manservant, Cornelius, said with a much too bright smile for the morning.
“Explain why I have to be up this early, Cornelius?” Cole said, letting him in. He rolled his eyes and went to the prince’s walk in closet. “You have training today, your highness.”
“Stop calling me ‘your highness’. You know how much I hate that title.” Cole scrunched his nose up in disgust as he said that, following Cornelius to his closet. The man walked out of the closet, holding Cole’s clothes for the day. Cole glanced down and saw that he was holding his riding boots. His face lit up at the fact that he will be riding his horse today.
Cornelius smiled at that and placed the clothes neatly on Cole’s bed. “If you’re not finished in 30 minutes, I will drag you out of here. Clothed or naked.” Cornelius said pointedly and walked briskly out of his room, shutting the door in his wake.
The heir to the throne raised an eyebrow but shook his head in amusement. Cornelius was always an odd servant but Cole always appreciated the fact that he saw him more as a friend and master than the would be king.
He sighed, gathered his clothes, and went to take a bath. After he was finished, he went to fix his hair. It was usually really bad in the morning and if he was going to ride his horse, he had to make sure that the disheveled look came afterwards. He came out of the bathroom to one of the maids fixing his bed and he gave her a kind smile.
“Good morning, miss Amelia.” Amelia blushed and murmured a good morning back. He smiled again, put on his riding boots and headed out of the doors. At first he was briskly walking, then after a few minutes, he was running down the halls blissfully and happily. He grabbed an apple and a carrot from the kitchen and passed through the back door to the stables.
As he bit into his apple, he spotted his most beautiful steed. “Hey Chestnut. How’s my favorite girl doing?” He cooed, feeding her the carrot he got from the kitchen. “Oh so a horse gets your love more than me?”
Cole was startled by a female voice coming from behind him and he turned around quickly. His shoulders immediately relaxed when he saw his mother walking towards him, her own riding boots on.
“Sorry, I meant second favorite girl.” The horse snorted at that and turned her head away, the carrot ripped from Cole’s hands as she did so. “Hey girl, you’re mad at me now? I can never win!” The prince threw his hands in the air in exasperation while his mother chuckled at the display.
"Why are you up so early, my dear?” The queen walked over to soothe Chestnut, reaching up to pet her freshly combed mane. Cole raised his eyebrow at her question, also reaching up to pet his horse’s mane. “Cornelius said I had training today. Did he not tell you?” His mother winced at his statement and turned to her son with a small placating smile.
“Right of course… Well, you won’t be having training today. Or for the next 3 months that is.”
She looked around and dropped her voice down to a whisper. “Your trainer is not in the best shape, if you know what I mean.” Cole opened his mouth in surprise. “What happened?” he asked, dropping his hand from Chestnut’s mane. “She got a little tipsy and may or may not have challenged a bunch of other drunk men to a fist fight.”
Cole winced at the mental image and shook his head. “Is she in the hospital now?” His mother nodded and he sighed in relief. He would sleep better at night knowing that his trainer is still alive and well. As well as she can get. “At least she’s in medical care. What was her name again?”
“Jenna. Or what she would prefer to be called: Juicy J.”
"Juicy J, yeah I remember. I think she has a thing for me, mom.”
His mom scoffed at that, shaking her head in amusement. “Oh please. She just doesn’t have any boundaries, that’s all.”
“Exactly.” Cole shuddered at the memory of his past training sessions but regained himself quickly. “Anyway, why don’t we have a little race through the grounds now that you’re free.” His mom said and smirked at him which made Cole chuckle lowly. He climbed on to the saddle of his horse, gesturing for his mom to do the same with hers.
“You’re on, your majesty.”
Before she was able to climb on though, Cornelius came bursting through the back doors, panting. “Your majesty!” He jogged over to the queen, bowing lowly before speaking. “The king wishes to speak with you. It is urgent.” She raised an eyebrow, much like her son, and walked over to Cornelius.
“Immediately, your majesty.” The queen nodded, turning to her still confused son. “Go on ahead without me, Cole. Just be back before dinner.” On that note, she pulled her chin up and walked away with the grace of a true queen. Cornelius followed after her, leaving a very puzzled heir behind.
Cole looked down at his horse, who neighed in response. “You feel it too?” He asked and she nodded, scraping her hoof on the ground. Cole looked at the grounds, fresh dew making the fields sparkle like starlight. He sighed, knowing this feeling will never be shaken off. “Alright girl, it’s been a while since we rode together. Do you still have it?”
Chestnut neighed indignantly at that which made the young prince laugh. “Of course. Why did I ever question you?” He pulled on the reigns, shouting into the cool air. When he closed his eyes, even for just a few seconds, he felt absolutely free.
And he lived for those moments.
And there you go! I hope you guys liked it :) I’ll be introducing each of these gorgeous princes alphabetically so stay tuned for Prince Dana soon ;)
Cole always went for a shower in the morning before you woke up, but today he lay there like a board. You laughed at his position, getting up and laying on his back and rubbing the heel of his foot with your feet. He groaned, rolling over and grabbing your hips to keep you still. You now sat on his lap, and as he looked up at you; you blushed. He waggled his eyebrows at you and uttered a saucy;
”Good morning, doll face. How you doin’?” with a horrible New Jersian accent. He smirked, pulling you down for a passionate kiss. You giggled into the kiss, and you both pulled away.
“So, what do you want to do today, my prince?" You said, giving him a wink.
He sat up, giving you a hug when he got settled. ” Anything you want.“ He said, his nose trailing up your neck. You giggled at how ticklish it was, and you poked his face. He laughed, running a hand up your spine, and when you shivered, his face got red because he was laughing so hard. ” I love you, you know that. Right, Y/N?“ He said once he had calmed down. You nodded, kissing his forehead.
"Good morning, beautiful!" Dana said excitedly as you rolled over to face him. You were both entangled in the blankets together in the events from the past couple days, but you needed to be closer. Dana saw you struggling to move closer, so he took a hold of your waist and pulled you on top of him. You giggled, kissing his nose.
"Superman, Oh superman, how can you be so strong?"You sung, laughing in between words. Dana laughed, giving you a light kiss.
"Because. Superman is in love, and love is the strongest power of all." You blushed, punching him lightly in the arm;
"Such a dork, Dana." You said to him with a smirk.
He stood up, you attached to him like a koala; and he held you tightly as you both descended down the stairs. He placed you on the kitchen counter, then walked to the fridge to grab the milk. He stood in front of you, drinking the milk straight of the carton; which he knew you hated. You raised an eyebrow, and crossed your arms.
“You’re so lucky I love you, Dana.” You said, cracking a small smile. He put the carton down, and pulled the back of your knee up and put the other on your back.
"I know. You cant resist me." He smirked.
It was peaceful, sunshine peering in through your lilac coloured curtains, the birds chirping outside. Except for the loud snoring coming from the man beside you. You rub the sleep out of your eyes, and stretch over to clasp his nose with two fingers. He shudders, opening his dark eyes to glare at you. You move your fingers away, giggling as you curl close to him.
"Good morning, David…" You mumble into his chest, afterwards leaving a trail of kisses up to his neck. You begin to nuzzle him, and you can feel your eyes closing again.
"I thought we were waking up." He whispered into your ear before carrying you to the living room. You were placed on David’s lap, his one arm around you, and the other playing with the remote. “Fuck!” He said, hitting the remote against the coffee table. You giggled, wrapping your arms around him and pressing your head to his chest. His heartbeat was slow, but soothing. Some nights, that’s what put you to sleep. You smiled slightly before falling asleep again, your last sight being the Spiderman logo on the TV.
All the batman cartoons always played on Saturday mornings, and unfortunately for you, there was a TV at the foot of your bed. Gabe had the remote on his side, like usual, and when you awoke, he was struggling to find it.
"Where’s the remote!? The Dark Knight is on and I’m missing it!" He screeched, patting down the bed sheets and covers frantically. You rubbed your eyes and rolled over, feeling a cold object beside you. It was the remote. You tapped his shoulder and held out the remote for him.
A huge smiled appeared on his face when he saw you, and in an instant, you were on his lap. Batman, the brave and the bold was on, and Gabe’s head was on your shoulder. He was focused on the TV, and you were happy he was enjoying himself. But, you didn’t really like Batman all that much. So, you positioned yourself to where your head was in his lap, and he was leaning back against the head board. You fell asleep in a matter of seconds. ”You fell asleep again..“ Gabe said quietly, returning his gaze from you to the TV with a small smile.
Will normally woke up early, but today was the first day off that he had in two months. And when he got the time to sleep, he slept all day. So, when you woke up to his light breathing, you smiled. He looked so peaceful, so happy. You giggled noticing that he wasn’t wearing any clothes due to the heat, and was only covered by the blanket you both shared. You pushed it over to him, and adjusted his pillow; before creeping out of the room. You made yourself a cup of tea and sat down in his chair adjacent from the TV. Doctor Who was on, which you didn’t like, but you wanted to stay comfortable.
After the episode was over, you put your empty cup in the sink, and when you trailed back, you saw Will coming down the stairs, wrapped inside in a blanket cocoon.
"Baby?" He asked quietly, shuffling over to where you had been standing. He kissed your forehead, mumbling; “I woke up and you weren’t there.” You laughed, leading him over to the couch. After three more episodes of Doctor Who, Will had fallen asleep with his head in your lap.
Dalton: You sit with Dalton at the Q & A table, drumming your fingers against your thigh. You had an early morning and the lack of sleep was really getting to you now. Stifling a yawn, you watch as a young girl walks up to the microphone to ask a question.
“Hi, um, my question is for Dalton, so… Um, I was wondering, what’s your ideal date?” The girl timidly asked.
“Well, mine would be with this wonderful girl beside me, Y/N, and I guess it would just be a simple day where I get to tell her I love her in every way possible.” Dalton finishes off the response with a shy laugh, casting his eyes down. You blush and entwine your fingers with his under the table. Your other hand plays with the simple silver necklace he gave you a week before.
Flashing back to the day he gave it to you, you smile wistfully. It was cold and there was snow on the ground in your hometown. You were making brownies when your doorbell rang. Upon opening the door, you see Dalton standing there, looking slightly flustered. When he saw you standing in front of you in his old shirt, his face melts into the smile you loved so much. He wrapped one arm around your waist, the other was behind his back.
You walked back into the kitchen to get the brownies and when you came back to the living room, you saw Dalton fidgeting with a small bag. “Dalt? What’s that?” You question, causing him to jump and blush.
“I- I got you this.” He said hurriedly, thrusting the bag into your hands. When you opened it, you saw a simple silver necklace.
“Thank y-” You being to say before being cut off.
“I meant to have something else on it, but the jeweler’s messed it up.” He rambled on. With the way he was speaking, you knew there was going to be bad news. “Y/N, I… I have to go on tour. I’m leaving tomorrow” Your face fell when it finally hit you; he had to leave and he wouldn’t be there for both your birthday and your one year.
“Oh… It’s- it’s fine, Dalt. Really.” You faked a smile, but he could see right under it. Dalton left, going home to pack.
When you snapped back to reality, you saw that most of the fans had already asked what they wanted to know. The last girl that came forward was familiar… It was Dalton’s sister Rebecca.
“Hi, everyone. This question is for Dalton.” She clears her throat and softly sings, “There you see her, sitting there across the bay. She don’t got a lot to say, but there’s something about her. And you don’t know why, but you’re dying to try, you wanna kiss the girl.” She smirks and sets down the microphone.
You turn to Dalton and see he has a little box in front of you. When you open it, you see a small guitar pick, trimmed with silver. It has the date you first met Dalton engraved on it. You look up and smile. Dalton looks at you with his breath held. You grab his face and kiss him fiercely. The boys behind him hoot, the fans cheer. When you pull away, you see Dalton get up and do the Touchdown dance.
Cole: Cole likes to take you in his arms and wrap them around your back. He’ll nuzzle his head into your neck while you can rest your head on his chest because of height difference.
Will: Will would hug you from the side and quickly move his body to the front of yours, hugging you normally now. He would rest his head in yours and hug your even tighter.
Gabe: As you guys sit on the couch, he always has his arm wrapped around you and your head on his shoulder. Your legs fall over his lap and your arms around his waist.
Dana: Dana always liked cuddling by laying down. You two would face each other, legs intertwined and holding hands. He would give you small little pecks in your lips and you would lay like that for hours.
David: You and David liked to keep it simple. His arms were always around your waist and your arms around his back. You would straddle his waist and rest your head on his shoulder.