5 Seconds of Summer Preferences

Medication

Medication

Ashton:
Ashton watches you, raising an eyebrow at you as you fall on the couch while giggling like a mad man.
Why you were laughing at everything and anything? Well you had to get your wisdom teeth removed.. So they put you on some loopy gas or whatever the hell you prefer to call it. "My head feels funny.." You giggle, placing your hands on your cheeks, sitting up straight. "I reckon it would" Ashton says, sitting on the recliner thing beside the sofa. "What did the man with the strange looking ice cream scoop do to my face?" You frown and Ashton tries to hold back laughter. "He just fixed your teeth," Ashton nods, amused. "It feels like he knocked me out with a wrecking ball.. I like that song.. The guy sorta looked like Michael... Clifford, you know the one? OHMYGOD MIKEY CYRUS," You laugh, clutching your side.

Michael:
"Have you taken your medicine?" Michael asks, raising an eyebrow. You bite your lip, trying to hold back a cough. "Maybe.. maybe not," You avoid eye contact with Michael, "Y/N.." Michael warns, holding up some red cough medicine. "But I don't wanna" You pout. "If you wanna feel better you'll have to take it," Michael tells you, but you, being the stubborn person you are, hesitate, crossing your arms over your chest. "But i'm not sick, therefore I shall not-" You were cut off by sneezing.. followed by a cough.. Then another sneeze. "Therefore, I shall not take it," You finish your sentence, clearing your throat.

Luke:
"Take the damn tablet!" You hold the capsule and glass of water to a pale looking Luke. "No," Luke frowns as he shifts uncomfortably on the kitchen stool. "You're taking it, now just.. do it," You breath, not really knowing how else to handle him. "No, I don't need it," Luke answers. "Lucas, take the damn pill!" You press, growing frustrated with him. "Nooo.." Luke whines. "If you don't take it, I will shove it down your throat!" you threaten as Luke sits there, looking slightly taken aback. "Feisty" Luke winks.

Calum:
You sigh, softly banging your head on the kitchen bench multiple times. "Y/N? Why are you hitting you're head on the bench?" Calum quietly questions. "I am out of Anti-depressants. I am also out of fruit tingles.. So that makes my case worse," You sigh, feeling really down and frustrated with yourself. You stand up straight, rubbing your temples as a headache sets in, probably from hitting your head a few too many times. "Here, I'll go get you some more," Calum nods, pulling the car keys out of his pocket. "Can you get advil, too?" You ask, screwing your eyes shut.

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