Hear me out, lu taking little one on tour & she has her own bunk & everything, then one Time in the middle of the night she wants her dad so she climbs out of her bunk & climbs in to what she thinks is lus bunk but is actually calums, & cuddles up with him& cals like 🥺 &then in the morning luke goes to get little one but she’s not in her bunk so he’s like whAT &is looking all over for her & then he goes to wake calum up to help look &he sees them all snuggled up sleepin & lukes heart is like 🥺
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Luke had always loved touring. It was his favourite thing after song writing - there was nothing he loved more than getting to travel the world with his best friends, and performing to crowds of people that admired his band every night. It was made even better, when his wife and baby girl, Willow, joined him on tour.
It wasn’t easy at first, especially for Willow, having to adjust to life on the road and living on a bus. She was only young, just two years old, and even though she’d been on tour with him before, she was more aware of her surroundings at that age.
She missed her home comforts - Luke rocking her to sleep in the soft chair in her nursery every night, or him being able to walk her around the house as she fell asleep in his arms. It was different on a bus, but as long as she knew you or Luke were around, she was fine. She had a little bed in the back of the bus - the door separating yours (and the rest of the bands bunks) and hers was always left open, so she knew she could get to her parents whenever she needed to.
But one night, she had a bad dream, and in her distressed state, just needed comfort from anyone that she could get it from. She knew yours and Luke’s bunk was closest to the ground, so she could climb up, but had forgotten that her uncle Calum’s bunk was also on the bottom too. With her comfort bear in tow, she toddled on wobbly feet from her own little bed to the bunks, sniffling and wiping her tears from her soft cheeks. She climbed up into the bunk closest to her, expecting to find her mum and dad there, but instead, she was met with her blue haired uncle.
Calum, who had been fast asleep, wasn’t expecting his curly haired niece to climb up into his bunk. He didn’t mind - of course he didn’t, but he worried if she was okay, since this was out of the ordinary.
“Hey, sweetheart, what are you doing here?” He asked softly, in his deep sleep ladened voice. His heart broke at the sight of her trying to get into his bunk, her arms reaching out towards him as she cried quietly. He wondered how his band mate could cope with her crying ever, when she looked so sad. He held his own arms out straight away, helping her up into his bed. “Shh, hey, it’s okay, Willow. You can stay here with Uncle Cal.”
Even though she hadn’t expected to be in his bunk, she was perfectly content with the warm cuddles from her uncle. She laid against his chest, her small hand resting on the feather tattoo on his chest. A warm hand rubbed up and down her back, trying to soothe her tears. “It’s okay, sweetie.”
She eventually fell asleep against him and Calum rearranged the two of them, laying back down in his bunk and letting her snuggle up to his side, under his arm, making sure she was on the wall side of the bed so she couldn’t fall out. He kissed her soft forehead before pulling the duvet over the two of them, content that she had managed to fall asleep again.
It wasn’t until morning when the bus started to come to life, that Luke panicked a little, when he didn’t find Willow fast asleep in her bed. He quickly glanced around the other sofas, making sure she hadn’t just gotten up and slept somewhere else, as out of character that would’ve been.
“Babe? Do you know where Willow is?” He asked you, the concern in his voice suddenly waking you up much more.
“Luke, I’ve been asleep here with you all night. What do you mean, where is she?” You replied, climbing out of bed to help find her, knowing there was no way she could have gone far.
Moments later, the two of you heard a sleepy “in here” and Luke pulled back the curtain to Calum’s bunk, finding Willow fast asleep on his chest still. Calum was still half asleep, the commotion of you and Luke trying to locate your daughter waking him up. Calum’s heart melted at the sight, her little sleepy body still cuddled up to him, peacefully sleeping.
“What is she doing in there?” Luke asked, a confused but relieved smile on his face at the sight of her content against his body.
“I don’t know, she just climbed up in the middle of the night. She was crying a little, but she fell asleep pretty quickly.” Calum explained, as you pulled out your phone to take a quick picture at the soft sight in front of you.
“Well, thanks for taking care of her.” You thanked him, as the three of you watched her rub her eyes, and stretch in her sleep.
“No problem, guys.” Calum replied tiredly, yawning as he spoke. “Now let us go back to sleep.”
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16. “I’ve got you.”
5 Seconds of Summer shows were always bustling. The fans at every show seemed to have even more energy than the last, every one got crazier. You loved being backstage to watch them, sometimes even daring to go on the balcony - but you had to be wary of some of the fans. Being Ashton’s girlfriend brought a lot of unwanted attention, and you didn’t always feel safe, especially without your boyfriend around.
As soon as the show ended, most of the fans huddled around the back gate, waiting to catch a glimpse of the guys leaving and heading to the bus. You always hung back in the dressing room after the show with Ashton, the rest of the band and their respective girlfriends. Security always checked the back exits, working out the best way to get to the buses without getting mobbed. The guys were exhausted after their shows, and even though they loved meeting fans, all they wanted to do was shower and sleep.
“Guys, we’re gonna have to be a little more careful tonight. There’s a lot of people out the back, okay? We’ll take you two at a time. We don’t have time to stop for anyone, so just focus on getting to the bus please.” Their managers familiar voice took over the dressing room, his serious tone getting everyone’s attention. It wasn’t anything new - you were all used to the seas of people all wanting just one photo of the guys. It always made you a little anxious, knowing a lot of people would be looking at you, and wanting yours and Ashton’s attention.
“C’mon, love.” Ashton wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his body protectively. You tucked your head into his neck, knowing the fans would go crazy when the two of you stepped outside. You didn’t mind them taking photos - but you just felt exposed, and knew you’d feel more safe pressed tightly to Ashton’s body. “Just stay close to me, okay? You know I won’t let them get to you.”
You nodded against his shoulder, reaching up to kiss his cheek. There was one security guard in front of the two of you, and one behind you, and as soon as the door opened, the screams suddenly became much louder. Ashton kissed your temple softly, pulling you in tight as you began to make your way to the buses. Much to your dismay, paparazzi had also decided to wait outside to capture photos of the band leaving the venue, which made the task of getting through the crowd much harder.
People had started to push forward, shoving their phones near Ashton’s face as you tried to move through the crowd. The flashes from the cameras were a lot of your eyes to take in, and you hid your face against Ashton’s neck the best that you could as he held your shoulders. He noticed you were beginning to panic a little, and it made his heart ache.
“It’s okay, babe.” He soothed over all of the noise, kissing your temple again as the security guard behind the two of you guided you forward carefully. “I’ve got you. We’re nearly there.”
He knew the crowds stressed you out a little and he felt guilty that it was such a big part of his job, knowing that you’d have to put up with it for as long as you were with him, which he hoped would be forever. You finally made it to the buses and he let you get on first, closely following behind you.
“You okay?” He asked sweetly, holding his hands in yours and kissing your knuckles. You nodded, leaning forward to kiss his lips again. “Let’s head to bed, love.”
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50. "Nothing is wrong with you." and 52. I wouldn't change a thing about you." Luke please
50. “Nothing is wrong with you.”
52. “I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”
It had been a little over a year since you and Luke had started dating. It was difficult for you to spend a lot of time together - with you working and Luke being in the studio and on tour, your schedules didn’t always line up. So the two of you decided to go on a holiday together - well deserved break, in the sun, to spend solid alone time together for the first time in a while.
Luke had chosen a beautiful hotel - it was quiet and peaceful, right on the beach front, a stunning location to spend three weeks together. It was your first holiday as a couple - you’d travelled together whilst he was on tour, but that was only for work purposes. You couldn’t wait to relax on the beach with him for three weeks.
“Morning, baby.” He groaned in your ear, rolling over in the large bed to pull you closer into his warm, bare chest. Waking up in his arms felt heavenly - the only sound being the waves crashing onto the shore gently, and Luke’s occasional yawns as the two of you woke up. “So, do you like it here?”
“I love it, Lu.” You replied, kissing up his neck, to his perfectly sculpted jaw. You took in his morning appearance, his eyes still sleepy and his blonde curls tousled from sleep, a mess on his head. You loved seeing him like this - his natural self, so relaxed. “And good morning, by the way.”
“So what shall we do today? I was thinking we could get some breakfast, then go check out the beach.” He suggested, and you nodded against his skin. The thought of going to the beach and having to wear the bikini packed into your suitcase made your heart beat a little faster, your insecurities coming to the surface. You knew Luke thought you were beautiful but, the thought of wearing something that revealed your body in so many ways, made you nervous.
An hour or so later when you’d eaten a lovely breakfast looking over the city, Luke all but dragged you back to the hotel room, excited to get you on the beach. You hadn’t been swimming or to the beach with him in a long time, and even though he sees your bare body often, something about it still made you anxious. You pulled the baby pink two piece out of the suitcase, observing the material in your hands and taking a deep breath. Luke was pottering around the hotel room, already wearing his swim shorts. You loved everything about his body - his smooth skin littered with blonde hair, freckles scattered around his chest and arms. His blue swim shorts brought out the blue of his eyes, and you could’ve admired him for much longer if he didn’t try and rush you to get ready.
Moments later you had managed to get the bikini on, and you gazed at yourself in front of the mirror with a questioning glance. “Luke? Can you adjust these straps please?”
“Baby.” He grinned at you, his heart filling with love at the sight of his beautiful partner in front of him. He loved seeing you like this - how beautiful your skin looked contrasted to the light material. He took in the sight, trying to commit it to memory. “You look gorgeous.”
“Luke, don’t.” Your cheeks were heating up at his words, putting your head down to avoid his loving eyes. He came and stood behind you in the mirror, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder.
“Don’t what, my love?” He asked, furrowing his eyebrows at you through the mirror as he kissed the bare skin of your shoulder.
“Just - will you do my straps please?” You mumbled, still avoiding his gaze. The energy in the room had changed, he could tell you were unhappy about something. It was then that it hit him that you’d started to act like this since you put your bikini on, and it made his heart hurt to think you didn’t see yourself like he did.
“Hey, look at me.” He turned your body in his, resting his hands on your waist. You were still reluctant to look up at him, eyes observing the hair on his chest as a distraction. “Babe, please. I don’t know what you’re seeing, but nothing is wrong with you, okay?”
“I just feel like it’s a bit revealing.” You sighed in his arms, resting your head on his chest as he kissed the top of your head. “I don’t know if I like it.”
“So what? Your body is so beautiful, sweetheart. You should show it off. Especially to me.” He said playfully, as he squeezed your hips. “You’re my beautiful girl. I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”
“Love you, Lu.” You smiled against his lips as he pressed his to yours, finally daring to look up at your boyfriend. His words were a kind reassurance, settling your anxieties and making your heart rate return back to normal.
“Let’s go to the beach, shall we?”
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