#e3preferences

Preference #5 He distracts you

Wesley: you had told your friend you’d help bake some cupcakes for a party she was having later that night. You were pouring in the batter when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind. “Mmmm something looks good, and it’s not the cupcakes.” A cheeky Wesley replies with his head on your shoulder. “Wes I have to get these done for tonight!” You giggled getting out of his grip and putting the cupcakes in the oven. “Looks like you have 30 minutes until those are done.” He winked and threw you over his shoulder and into the bedroom. Needless to say, the cupcakes burned…

Drew: Drew had texted you saying he’d be home a bit late because he stayed a bit longer at the studio. So to pass the time by, you pulled out your favorite book, getting lost in it and not hearing Drew walk in. “Hey babe.” He said smiling at you. You were so into your book and let out a quiet “hi”. He frowned and walked into the bedroom and didn’t come back out for a few minutes. “Hey babe can you help me for a sec?” Drew calls out from the other room. You roll your eyes and put your book down to see what he wants. “Yes dr-“. You stop mid sentence to a naked Drew covered step out of the shower and a smirk on his face. That book was long forgotten as you joined him.

Keaton: you were studying for a big exam coming up and you were really trying to get a good grade on it. You heard a door close downstairs and footsteps come up the stairs. “Hey babe” Keaton says walking over to you giving you a kiss. “Hey Keats” you said smiling at him. “The guys are having a bonfire tonight, want to come?” He says sitting down next to you. Your smile fades into a frown, remembering your test coming up. “I can’t Keaton, I have a big test that’s worth half my grade.” You say looking back at your textbook. “You’ve been studying for the past 2 days, you can take a break you know?” He says taking the textbook out of you hand. “Hey!” You laugh, and chase him around the house for your book. “Give me a kiss and I’ll give it back to you” he said with a cheeky smile. You roll your eyes and give him a kiss, which then turns into a full makeout session. Not only were you late to the bonfire, but that textbook wasn’t seen again for the night.

Wes - Baby, I love your way 

Drew - Something Else

*Wes -

Hater- "@WesleyStromberg o que você viu nessa garota? Ela é ridicula, além de vadia, eu seria melhor que ela"

Wes - "@HaterTwitter O que eu vi? Eu vi a alma dela, e ela é perfeita, nao existe garota melhor que a minha @SeuTwitter"

You - "@HaterTwitter Você acha que seria melhor que eu? Apenas tente xx"

*Drew - 

Hater - "Eu ainda nao consigo acreditar que o @DrewChadwickE3 está junto com a @SeuTwitter , ela nao o merece!"

Drew - "@HaterTwitter E eu nao consigo acreditar que você tenha duvidas de que ela é perfeita pra mim"

You - "@HaterTwitter Believe xoxo"

*Keaton-

Hater - "@KeatonStromberg Preferia ver você com um gato do que com a vadia da @SeuTwitter"

Keaton - "@HaterTwitter Hey! Não fale assim, e a proposito.. Quem disse que ela não é uma gatinha?"

Wes(girl) - 

Drew(girl) - 

Keaton(girl) - 

Wes - 

Drew - 

Keaton - 

Wes: Falling - Bastille

Keaton: Love At First Sight - The Brobecks

Wesley: You awoke to a painful yet pleasurable sting surging through your inner thighs. The night before had been way more than what you had expected, not that you were complaining but the after effects were quote painful. You peeled open your eyes, groaning softly at the sudden light piercing your gaze making you put your hand above your eyes to shield it away. Then you felt another sting, "Ahh" You cried out, turning to see Wes, already awake and looking down at you. "Hi.." You mumbled putting your head back down onto your pillow. "Sore?" He questioned, you shook your head "My thighs sting." He furrowed his eyebrows together and shuffled till he was eye level with your thighs, you looked down to see a few large hickeys on your inner thighs. He gently swiped his fingers over them. Causing only more pain to occur, making you hiss out, "Don't do that. It stings." He looked back up at you, swiped his tongue over his thumb and ran it over the bruises once more. It stung for a split second before mellowing out as he continued to rub soothing circles on them. After a few minutes he stopped, looked at you and asked, "Better?" You nodded and beckoned him to come back up to where you were. "Thank you" you mumbled as he twirled a piece of your hair until you fell asleep again.

Keaton: You woke up the next morning, just from waking up. No particular reason. Keaton was next to you, mouth agape, faced down, one arm slung around your hips while the other hung over the side of them bed. You smiled, and moved part of his sweaty, sticky hair to the side to reveal his red, flushed skin. You smiled down at him, all disheveled but still utterly cute to look at. You didn't bother getting up, you wanted to wait till Keaton was awake to start your day. You kept smiling as you thought about the night before, you felt your already warm cheeks become hot as you thought about it, but your smile widened nonetheless as you played with Keaton's fingers. When they started to wiggle on their own is when you knew he was awake, you looked down and sure enough he was looking from his fingers to your face. "Hey," you whispered, getting down to eye level and wrapping the blankets more around the two of you in hopes of getting closer. "hey" he responded taking your hands and lacing your fingers together. You didn't say anything. you were enjoying the silence. "You ok?" He eyed you worriedly. You smiled and nodded and took a hold of the back of his neck pulling him in for a kiss. "AWEE YOU GUYS ARE TOO CUTE" You heard Wesley squeal from the door in the girliest voice he could muster. You pulled back and dug you head into Keaton's neck, blushing furiously. "Make him leaveee" You whined as Wes continued to tease. Keaton got up momentarily , shut the door, locking it and coming back to the bed with you. "Better" he whispered, then you heard Wes callin Drew to come, "Sort of" you giggled as the two outside pounded on the door and you hid in Keaton's neck again. What a morning.