5 Seconds of Summer Preferences

Little white lies: Muke gangster imagine

Luke was standing behind you, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, just holding you tightly to his chest as he glared at Michael from across the room. "Y/n is mine, Mike. I suggest you leave while you can."

"Is that a threat, Luke?" He huffed, making his way over to you, causing Luke to tighten his grip on you, his hands shaking slightly.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't but either way you need to get the fuck out."

"Now why would I do that? It's obvious that Y/n isn't satisfied with you. Otherwise she wouldn't always be calling me when your away. You have to face it eventually, Luke. One day she'll be mine and you'll be left alone, with no one. She'll be lying in my arms every night." He stopped to release an maniacal laugh. "I guess I could leave now. She'll come back Luke, she always does." Michael had an evil grin on his face before he sent you a quick wink.

And with that, he left, causing Luke to relax and turn you to around to face him.

"Promise me it's only me. Nothing he said was true, right?" He leaned down to press his forehead against yours.

You shook your head, feeling an overwhelming amount of guilt seeing as you were lying to him.
"Only you. I only need you, Lucas."

He instantly seemed to relax before covering you with his jacket.

"C'mon, babe. Let's get you home before you catch a cold in this weather."

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A few weeks have passed without any sign from Michael. It was a bit strange since you were used to seeing him almost every weekend but you were slightly thankful because it made you realize that Luke is all you need and Michael was only holding you back from giving your love fully to Luke.

"Y/n." Luke called from the other room, causing you to scurry to where he was.
"I have to go away for the weekend." He sighed, pulling you onto his chest before brushing some hair away from your face and leaving a small kiss to your lips.

"And I'd ask you to come with me but it's not going to be safe. All I ever want to do is keep you safe and love you til the day I die but I can't risk taking you with me. Will you be alright here alone?"
You nodded slightly, gripping onto his shirt as you tried to make him stay.
"I'm gonna miss you babe but I have to leave today."
You squeaked as he lifted you up, carrying you up the stairs and into your shared bedroom, throwing you down onto the bed before climbing on top of you.
His lips connected with yours in a lustful kiss. The kiss was filled with passion-you could tell that he was still hung up on the confrontation with Michael. But you had to lie to him, you kept telling yourself-you had to. He would have been heartbroken if he found out you'd been with Michael, his rival gang's leader and the person Luke hated most in the world.
Your hands tangled through his fluffy blonde hair as you pushed all those thoughts about Michael to the back of your mind. Luke means way too much to you. You felt him sigh as he was forced to pull away from the kiss.

"I have to go."He grumbled, burying his head in your neck so that he could press small kisses there. You nodded slightly and he climbed off of you.

"Luke," You said, just before he left the room, causing him to stop and turn back to look at you.

"Please be careful.." You stammered, gripping you pillow close to your body as if it would give you some type of comfort.

"Of course, y/n." He nearly mumbled.

Your heart ached at his words as he turned around to leave.

You must have fallen asleep because, hours later, you awoke to someone brushing some hair away from your face. You quickly jumped, not expecting anyone to be in the room with you since Luke had already left.

"Finally," The person, who you now recognized to be Michael, mumbled, pressing a kiss against your forehead. "I thought he would never leave."

"W-What are you doing here?" You stuttered, feeling the need to cover yourself with a blanket from him.

"C'mon now, no need to hide from me, baby. We both know that I've seen you in much less." He said tugging the blanket away and he began to unbutton your blouse.

"Answer my question." You said, gripping onto his hands so that they couldn't move to unbutton your shirt anymore.

"Why do you think I'm here? I wanted to checkers with you. C'mon, Y/n, you know exactly what I want from you."

You shook your head, causing his grin to quickly fade.

"No, Michael. I'm done with this. I hate doing this to him. He deserves so much better than me."

"Oh c'mon, we're not even doing anything. Maybe if I was fucking you right now, I could understand his jealously, sadly I'm not."

He grunted, wrapping his arm around your shoulder before pulling you to rest against his chest, despite your protests.

"That's not the point, Michael." You growled, "I don't want to do this to him again." You attempted to move away from him but his grip was too tight.

"What makes this different from every other time, Y/n? Every time he leaves you call. The only difference now is that you didn't call. I came here because I wanted-No, I needed to see you. I've missed you and now that I finally have you to myself, you won't don't want me."

"Because I don't want to hurt Luke. He means too much to me."

"I don't give a fuck." He says, finishing undoing your buttons before pushing your shirt off and rolling on top of you.

"Youre mine, remember that." He growled in your ear before tugging your pajama pants down too.
"You will always be mine and the sooner you realize, the easier this will be."
His lips met your neck, sucking and biting on the skin there and making sure to leave bright purple marks there. Michael pulled away from your neck, smirking at his work.
Just as his lips connected with yours, in for what feels like forever though it was only a few weeks, you heard a voice at the door,

"Y/n?"

There stood Luke, watching, wide eyed, making you wonder just how much of that he actually heard and saw as you became nauseous at the thought.