Surgery
Ashton: Your first sight when waking up was your dirty blond haired boyfriend lying next to you playing with your hair. He smiled upon seeing you awake and brushed the hair from your eyes. "Hey." he whispered. You yawned. He laughed and said," You just woke up and you're already tired." You kissed his nose. "Surgery takes it out of me I guess.But I'm all better now." He got off the bed and proceeded to show you all the gifts people had sent you, complete with silly impressions. He explained about the boys absence and played the little video they had made for you. "You should be at the studio too. The nurses could have managed this fine." He shook his head and laid back down with you. He kissed your forehead. "As if I was going to leave my girlfriend by herself after an operation. Besides I brought my guitar along. The least I can do is sing you back to health." He brought out his guitar from under the bed and dramatically strummed a chord. You laughed at his playfulness. "Any requests?" he asked. You clapped your hands together and requested your favourite. "Disconnected it is then." He played you the song but his own little version. Once it was time for you to get home, he packed everything for you. He insisted on carrying you to the car, much to your protests. "It was only surgery on my arm. I'm perfectly fine to walk." you insisted. He shook his head and started the car. "No risks when it comes to you. And it's straight to bed for you." "Will you join me?" you asked, shyly. And then added," Not that way. I just sleep better with you there." He grabbed the back of your hand and kissed it. "Sounds perfect." He carried you bridal style to your bed and told you to pick a movie whilst he got your stuff. It wasn't long until your bedside was cluttered with the necessities and The Vow was playing. "Do you want anything?" was asked every five minutes. And every time the reply was, "No just you." whilst you would pull him back in to a cuddle.
Luke: "I'll be fine, go to the studio." you insisted, You had finally come home after a long operation and you were currently resting in bed with a hot water bottle. "How can I leave you? The guys will understand. They even said for me to stay." You pouted and then sighed. "Fine," you said, "But you stay here with me. No running around trying to get things for me." He got off the chair and went under the covers with you. You snuggled up to him and wrapped your arm around his waist. He sung in your ear, slowly helping you drift off to sleep. You were just about half way there when you felt his warm body move away. You reached out for him. "No, stay with me. You're warm." He moved back in to your embrace. "I was just going to make you dinner. You must be hungry." he explained. You sat up and rubbed your eyes. "No but I am tired of just resting." you said and then added, "Can I make dinner?" He shook his head. "Absolutely not." he answered. You gave your best puppy eyes look. "Fine" he uttered. You smiled. He put up a finger. "But you're only going to sit there. No moving about. " You nodded passionately. You were lucky to just be allowed to move out of the bed. He carried you to the table and sat you down on the bar stool. He gave you the simplest tasks like stirring the mixture. "Thank you Luke. For taking care of me." you confessed. He kissed your forehead and placed his forehead against yours. "Anything for you."
Calum: You woke up ,oddly, to the smell of pancakes. It was only 7 am so the cooking could only be done by Calum. You walked in to the kitchen with your sheets wrapped around you. You walked up to him and kissed his back. "Hey," you whispered," How come you're cooking?" He turned around and stuffed a strawberry in your mouth. "You can't cook in your state and I don't like going hungry." You looked at the food he had made. "You've been holding out of me, Hood. This looks amazing." He smiled shyly and scratched his neck. "It's nothing. I just copied the book." You reached over the table and pecked his lips. "It's perfect." He blushed and mumbled a "thank you." He put it all on a tray and carried it to the bedroom. You spent the better half of an hour feeding each other. Well mostly Calum feeding you no matter how many times you said that your arms worked perfectly well by themselves. "Read to me." you requested. His eyebrows burrowed in confusion. "Read to you? Sing do you mean?" he asked. You shook your head. "Read. I like your voice and I want you to read the book my mum used to read when I was ill." You got The Hobbit out of your desk and thrust it in to his hands. He opened it and started. ""In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy ..."
Michael: "Michael." you said repeatedly whilst poking him. He turned to face you. "No." You pouted. "Just once. Pretty please." He shook his head. "You need to rest." You leaned on his shoulder. You tickled his ear with your hair. "Can I just sit in your lap and watch you play then?" you asked. He nodded. You crawled in to his lap and leaned back in to his chest. He kissed your hair. You watched him try to kill zombies and complete missions. Any time you would try to grab the remote he would just swat your hands away and put it out of reach. "No." he would try and tell you. You then tried to distract him by tickling him, whispering in his ear, singing loudly. However none of them worked. You got bored and decided to go in to the living room. No sooner had your foot crossed over the border between each room were you carried back bridal style in to the bed. "No walking around. Rest properly. For me please." he requested. You dropped your shoulders. "Fine but cuddle." He pulled you in to a hug. "Go to sleep, love
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