5SOS Imagines / Preferences

Day 4 | Christmas Decorations

Calum:

"Where do these mistletoes go?" Calum asked, walking in the room with six mistletoes.

"Anywhere that's high up. If Luke walks into it, it's not tall enough." You answered. You just finished placing green and red streamers around the house. You turned around and saw all the remaining things to get decorated. You groaned and fell to the floor.

"Honey, I'm tired too. But that's what we get when we decorate two days before Christmas!" Calum scolded.

"I am beyond exhausted. Women can't process with limited energy." You tried to theorize.

"So do men. But I'm trying my hardest. Come on, Y/N. Teamwork!" He said, pulling you up. "I can't reach high spots so help me, please?"

When you agreed, he squatted in front of you. You chuckled and jumped onto his shoulders. He carried you up and you walked to high spots of the roof.

"Here, Cal!" You said, pointing to a certain spot. After parking in the perfect spot, he passed a mistletoe to you. You tied it up and he brought you down.

"One down, five to go." He sighed.

"Then why did you put me down?!" You exaggerated. "You know I have trust issues when I have to get on someone."

He shook his head and chuckled. "Your exaggeration." He rolled his eyes.

"I don't like you. Bring me up again." You said, pushing his shoulders down. He squatted again and you got up on his shoulders again. "Now off to another spot."

Ashton:

You sighed and looked over the whole house. The only thing left undecorated is your Christmas tree.

"Ashton!" You screamed.

"What?!" He screamed back.

"Christmas tree time!!" You didn't finish your sentence yet he came running towards you with a box of decorations. You laughed and rolled your eyes.

"I have many many stuffs to be put on that fake tree, my dear." He declared, staring at you with large eyes.

You chuckled. "Let's sit and you put the box in between us."

You two sat cross-legged and sat the box in between you two. Littering the ends with snowflakes, circling with streamers, everything was perfect. Then your butt ruined everything.

"Ash, I'm pooping." You said, running to the bathroom with flailing arms. You did your thang that took surprisingly long and walked out. "I'm done!"

Strangely, there was no response. What is this? You called Ashton's name a few times but he didn't respond once. Walking to where you were before, you gasped and covered your mouth. Your eyes welled up with tears.

"Ash," You said breathlessly. "Oh my God, Ash..."

He was down on one knee while the tree was covered in pictures of you two. The three boys stood behind him in suits. Tears of joy streaming down your cheeks.

"Y/N. These past three years and four months have been the best three years and four months of my entire life. With the band, my family and the success, you made me happier than any man could be. We've been through thick and thin, and we've fought terribly but our love was stronger. But I want the love to go to its strongest point. So, Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?"