#5secondsofsumer

Total Word Count: 1129

Pairing: 5sos/reader


Requested by: Anonymous 

Michael: 


“Move over Mikey,” I grumbled, shoving my boyfriend. We were squished into the tiny bunk of the tour bus and fitting both of us in the cubby-hole they called a bed was proving to be difficult.
 

“If I do then I’ll fall,” he replied sleepily. I shoved him again and there was a thump as he hit the floor, “Shit.” I giggled and tried to hide under the covers as Michael climbed back into our bunk. “That wasn’t very nice,” he whispered in my ear, getting closer to me until I was pressed against the wall. “Be glad we didn’t have the top bunk or you would be in a lot of trouble.” He had pulled the blanket off of my head and I could feel his warm breath against the back of my neck.

“Oh? What kind of trouble?” I asked sneakily. I felt his lips gently brush the back of my neck. I giggled, that ticked. 


I couldn’t see Michael’s face but I could tell what he was thinking. “Y/N…Are you ticklish?”

“No…” Yes. I’m extremely ticklish, but I didn’t want him to know that. His hand strayed down to my side and he tried to tickle me. “No!” I shrieked, trying to wiggle away from him. Bit it was no use, Michael had me trapped. 

"Liar," he said in a sing song voice. 

I shrieked with laughter as he started attacking me with tickles. "Stop! Stop! No tickles! No tickles!!!" I squealed, trying to fight him off.

I could hear voices, evidently we had managed to wake up the guys. No surprise there. Michael stopped tickling me when the curtain on our bunk flew open and there stood three very disheveled and sleepy looking boys.

"What the hell man?" Luke asked groggily.

"Its two in the morning," Ashton sighed. 

Mikey shrugged, "She pushed me out of bed." 

Luke: 

I sat on the couch with my best friend Luke, just watching cartoons on a snowy winter night. I snuggled close to him under the blanket as I watched a few stray snowflakes float past the window.

"Hey Luke?" 

"Hmm?" 

"Remember that time we tried to start a fire in your Aunt's driveway?" 

He laughed, “Yeah, ‘cause that worked out so well." 

"Simpler times, when the biggest problem we faced was how to set stuff on fire," I sighed, absentmindedly playing with his bracelet. 

"Yeah," he smiled. "Hey, wasn't that back when I used to tickle you until you cried?" 

I shook my head, "And I would refuse to talk to you for hours." I glanced up at Luke, he had a mischievous look on his face. "Luke no." 

"You still that ticklish?" 

"N-no..." 

He raised his eyebrows, "Then why do you look scared?" 

I quickly started scooting away from him, "Don't you dare," I warned. Suddenly he lunged at me, pushing me onto my back as he started to tickle my sides. All I could do was laugh, trying to fight him off was pretty unsuccessful. "Luke...stop...stop tickling me!" I gasped through my laughter. 

Finally, he stopped tickling me. As I caught my breath I was made painfully aware of the fact that Luke was practically laying on top of me. Right as I was about to tell him to get off of me, I felt his lips crash into mine. Surprised, I didn't respond at first. But after I realized what was happening, I started to kiss him back. I placed my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him closer to me. 

After a while we pulled away from each other and Like rested his forehead against mine. "Wow," he breathed, "I should tickle you more often." 

"Shut up," I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled his lips to mine once again.  

Ashton: 

"Hey, wake up," Aston whispered, shaking me gently. I grumbled and pulled the blankets closer to my chin. Ashton had to be at the recording studio really early and today was the day he wanted me to go with him. "C'mon, if you want to go to the studio then you gotta get up," he said again. I didn't respond and pretended to be asleep. As a last ditch attempt to wake me up, Ashton tried tickling the back to my neck.

My reflexes went into action. Before I could comprehend what I was doing, I spun around, flinging my arm out and smacking Ashton across the face. 

"Geez, what was that for!?" he exclaimed. 

"Shit, babe i'm sorry!" I apologized, sitting up wrapping my arms around his neck. 

"Why did you do that?" he asked, rubbing his cheek. 

"Well... You tickled me and fighting back is typically my response. Remember, I grew up with three brothers," I replied, having flashbacks to the days when my brothers would pin me to the floor and tickle me. 

Ashton raised his eyebrows, "I didn't know you were that ticklish." "Of course I didnt want you to know," I responded. "Sooo... Does this tickle?" he asked, tickling my side. I squealed and dove away from him. "Aha! And what about this?" He grabbed my foot tickled my toes. I kicked my foot until he let go and clambered off the other side if the bed. 

"Yes," I gasped, still laughing., "That does tickle, you arse." Eventually we managed to get to the recording studio without further injury.

"Ashton what happened to you face?" Calum asked as soon as we walked in, referring to the scratch on Ashton's cheek from when I accidentally smacked him. Ashton raised his eyebrows and looked at me 

"Care to tell them?"

I shrugged and sat on the couch, "He tickled me."

Calum:

I stood in front of the mirror, contemplating my outfit.

“Hey babe?” I asked my boyfriend as he walked out of the bathroom with his toothbrush hanging out the side of his mouth. “How does this look?”

Calum tilted his head to the side, “Well, that’s my t-shirt, so I’d say it looks pretty hot.”

“Good,” I grinned.

Calum went back into the bathroom and spit out his toothpaste, then came back into the bedroom. Walking over to me, he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder.

“I like it when you wear my clothes,” he commented lazily, gently running his hand up and down my side.

“Stop!” I giggled, “That tickles!”

Calum raised his eyebrows, “Tickles huh?” He tickled my sides once again, causing me to shriek and shove him away from me. 

He spent the next few minutes chasing me around our bedroom, occasionally catching me and tickling me until I fought him off and ran away again. Eventually, Calum tackled me onto the bed and pinned me down, but did not continue to tickle me.