5sos Preferences and Imagines

"Can I Kiss You?"

A/N: This was a fun and easy prompt to do. I think I will do more in the future. Sorry for not updating for three weeks, dance has been crazy. Thanks for reading!

Warning: None

Luke

. . . "No you can't kiss me. I'm sick you idiot." You exclaim, looking away from the sad look on Luke's face. Scooting farther down the couch, you looked at your boyfriend with a disgusted look displayed on your face. 

"Come on Y/N. I have been taking care of you all day. Don't you think I deserve a kiss?" He pleaded, fingers messing with the hem of his shirt. 

"Come at me then." You replied sarcastically. "I would love for you to be sick." 

Luke pretended to glare at you, deciding to scoot closer to your side of the couch.

"Can I kiss you on the cheek then?" He asked, a pleading look in his eyes. 

"Fine." You say flatly, staring straight ahead. 

"Thank you." He said lovingly, giving you a smooch on your cheek.

 Calum 

. . . He looked nervous. He was dropping you off at your house after your third date when the question had flown out of his mouth. 

You froze, hand hovering over the silver doorknob of your front door. 

"Yeah, I guess so." You say hesitantly. This would be your first kiss, and to say that you were nervous at this moment would be pretty correct. 

Turning around slowly, your eyes met his. The nerves that you were both feeling was clear. Neither of you moved, rather, you just stared into each other's eyes. 

Finally Calum leaned towards you, closing his eyes. You moved towards him too, ready to finally have your fist kiss. 

When it happened, you knew that you wouldn't regret it. 

Michael 

. . . "Why would you ask that? Of course you can!" You shout. wrapping your arms around him. You had gotten a huge promotion for your job and it was a pretty big deal for you. 

"I'm so proud of you babe!" Michael shouted excitedly, kissing you. 

"But why did you ask if you could kiss me?" You asked for a second time, wanting to know the real reason behind his request.

"I don't know. You just seemed really excited and I didn't want to ruin anything by muffling out a scream or something." He answered, a large smile still prevalent on his face. 

"You're crazy." You say, hoping that Michael wouldn't hear you.

"Oh your going to pay for that." He warned, ready to tickle you without mercy. 

Ashton

. . . "Why?" You ask, looking at your husband questioningly. You were out in the city, exploring for a bit before your vacation ended and you had to go back home.

"Because I feel like it." Ashton replied casually. He knew that you were not a huge fan of PDA and didn't want to make you mad or uncomfortable. 

"Well I don't want to kiss you right now, so no." You reply, wanting to tease him a little.

"I know you do." He remarked, looking at you with a smirk on his face. 

"Well I don't." 

"Well that is to bad because I am going to kiss you."

"No you are not." 

"I am." 

After having the final word, Ashton leaned towards you for a quick kiss. 

"Dude, I said no." You say, pretending to be mad.

"You know you liked it." He said, smiling after getting what he wanted from you.