#lashton blurbs

[sinning5sos]

masterlist ;)

Smut: 

Ashton: Ashton x Reader

Corrupt -> here

Freedom -> here

Punishment -> here

Too Hot -> here

Youngblood -> here

Unknown (story) | masterlist

Calum: Calum x Reader

Beautiful to Me -> here

Close -> here

Cocky -> here

Coworkers -> part one | part two

Club -> part one

Kinky -> here

Office Slut -> here

Roommates -> part one

Luke: Luke x Reader

Good Enough -> here

Golden Boy -> here

No Shame -> here

Worship -> here

Valentine -> here

#96 -> here

Michael: Michael x Reader

Afterglow -> here

Twitch -> here

Threesomes:

Cake: Luke x Calum x Reader

Have It Your Way -> here

Pool Part -> here

Choked (Have It Your Way 2) -> here

Lashton: Luke x Ashton x Reader

Be a Good Girl For Us -> here

Cashton: Calum x Ashton x Reader

Hot Tub -> here

Malum: Michael x Calum

Dare or Dare -> here

One Way or Another -> here

Fluff/Angst:

Ashton:

model -> here

moments | https://sinning5sos.tumblr.com/post/181472576794/moments-ashton

dating Ash would include -> part one

best years | part one

Calum:

back again | part one

best friends | part one

talk to me -> here

moments | part one

dating Calum would include -> part one

Luke:

Christmas gift -> here

piano lessons -> here

dating Luke would include -> part one

ghost of you -> here

stay -> here

Michael:

angst -> here

decisions -> here

dating Michael would include -> part one

Blurbs:

Calum:

surprise

lazy Saturday morning

thanksgiving

riding him

wedding blurb

punishment

father-to-be -> here

daddy Calum + stepmom

Ashton:

sugar baby -> part one

father-to-be -> here

birthday

how he knew -> here

possessive

Luke:

netflix & chill

teasing you

travel

attention

Christmas proposal

stand still

blowjob

boyfriend

fingers

father-to-be -> here

Michael:

father-to-be -> here

[ro-writesstuff]

masterlist

minors do not interact, fics are 18+!

🔥 indicates smut

☁️ indicates fluff

💔 indicates angst

❄️ indicates mental health / depression / anxiety

au’s I write for!

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the 1975

matty healy

tell me 🔥

george daniel

fears (coming soon)

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5SOS

ashton irwin

i wanna be yours 💔

poly!lashton headcanons ☁️

done (pt 1) 💔

coming home from tour blurb ☁️

calum hood

you ask him to zip up your dress blurb ☁️🔥

poly!cake headcanons

subby!cal blurb 🔥

if only 💔

i'm trying 💔❄️

luke hemmings

he finds out you faked it 🔥

happy birthday, honey 🔥

poly!cake headcanons ☁️

poly!lashton headcanons☁️

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formula 1

lando norris

mommy kink blurb 🔥

carlos sainz

dreams that feel like nightmares 💔☁️

dating headcanons ☁️

charles leclerc

jealousy sex 🔥

pierre gasly

deep breaths 💔❄️

max verstappen

he walks in on you changing 🔥☁️

george russell

subspace 🔥☁️

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formula 2

oliver bearman

anytime

why

series: choices 💔(part 1) , ultimatum 💔(part 2)

disconnected 💔☁️

opposites attract 💔☁️

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misc.

hozier

kiss and tell 🔥

andrew garfield

dating headcanons ☁️

more dating headcanons ☁️

timothee chalamet

worried 💔☁️

mike faist

insecure 💔☁️

richard madden

dating headcanons ☁️

niall horan

insomnia ☁️

harry styles

scared 💔❄️

no 💔

[irwinkitten]

i feel like if a #lashton threesome was to occur, it'd be because luke was like talking to ash about the things that you do to him. like he turns up late for the studio and ash is like wtf but luke just grins and says nothing. and then later when its just ash and lu, luke starts talking. and hes like "bro, she does this thing where she kisses over my boxers when im hard, and its just the best thing. like she kisses the head of me always before she starts. she so fuckin amazing." +

+ and ash is just like o.O. and luke just continues because ash has got him talking now. "and she's such a good girl. like, she lets herself go completely, its so nice she trusts me like that. mate, she tastes so fuckin good. y'know that dessert that's your favourite? she's even fuckin better. and the things she lets me call her! shes an angel." and ash is like, damn, need me a freak like that. and ash is all, whats one nickname that you call her in bed that you won't call her in front of us? +

+ and luke raises an eyebrow and ash is like, i mean innocent ones, like does she like baby girl? and luke thinks for a minute. "kitten." he finally says. "or princess." but thats a lie because luke has called you princess in front of them before. and they start talking more, and lukes like. "i think she'd be done for us. why not?" so luke takes ash back to yours, and you hug hello and what not. and you start watching a film that maybe has a sex scene in it, and you and ash are giggling and +

+ and playfully making comments, and you say a particularly funny thing and ash just shakes his head and says "you are funny, kitten." and then you just Know™ that lucas robert hemmings, you are such a blabber mouth! and luke just shrugs. and maybe you all leave the subject for a while cause this film is actually good, you know. and then the film ends and things lead to other things and before ash knows it you're on your knees blowing luke right in front of him. before its his turn of course.

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putting this under a read more have fun because i’m dying it’s 1k of smut

after the film finishes, you turn to ash, with a smirk on your lips and luke only knows that it’s a look for trouble, but he doesn’t say anything, especially with your hand creeping up his thigh. “so ash, what’s lu been telling you then?” and ashton wouldn’t be as flustered as you assumed because boy can keep himself cool as he says about how good you are giving blowjobs and by this point, luke’s head is resting on the back of the couch, desperately trying to stop himself from moaning as you’re palming him and you give ashton this wicked grin “wanna see?” and at first he shoots a look to luke who shrugs his shoulders “told you she’d be down for both of us mate.” 

and once he nodded his head, you’d be on the floor in front of luke, pulling his jeans down first and teasing him by kissing the boxers, and luke is just a mess whilst ash is getting hard and he’s watching how you wrap your lips around luke’s dick once the boxers have been shoved down and he’s stroking himself as he’s watching you, a moan falling from his own lips. luke’s hips jerk up towards your face and your name is followed by a ‘fuck, you’re so fucking good kitten’ and his breathing is heavy as you clean him up before turning to ashton and he lets you have the control, repeating you earlier actions on him and his fingers would grip your hair a loud moan falling form his lips. 

once luke recovered, he’d slide down onto the floor, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your pants and underwear. The vibrations from your muffled moan would have ashton bucking his hips upwards and swearing as you brought him closer to his orgasm and when he cums, he can feel you licking around him and cleaning him up, his head thrown back as his eyes are closed in pleasure before he’s pulling himself together and looks to luke briefly.

“what do you want ashton to do to you kitten?” his voice would be husky and your moans would be getting louder as his fingers moved faster. “want him to fuck me.” and he’d be briefly stunned before watching you cumming and catching your breath and ashton would take a second to check it was alright and luke would nod “we’ve been talking about it for a while.” and ashton wouldn’t argue it then as the two of them follow you up the stairs to your shared bedroom with luke.

it’d give you enough time for the few safe words, knowing that it wasn’t going to be too much. luke would get on the bed first, have you between his legs, back against his chest. “m’gonna taste you first, kitten.” ashton would hum and with luke’s fingers working your nipples and his lip on your neck whilst ashton’s tongue worked on your clit, his fingers pumping into you. And luke would’ve gotten out the lub and his fingers would be teasing your ass before slowly working it open, the added sensation giving sending you into overdrive and it wasn’t long before you were cumming all over ashton’s fingers, moans escaping from you and your body would jolt from the small touches of him brushing against your clit.

luke would make sure he got himself lubed up and he’d be slow and careful as he’s helping you sink down onto him and it’s uncomfortable, but ashton would have his fingers slowly circling your clit to help you relax before rolling on a condom and pushing himself in and it’d take a few minutes of heavy breathing, luke nipping along your neck and ashton’s fingers still circling your clit slowly before you began to move, a small whine escaping as  you asked him to move. and so he started slowly, the movement of ashton thrusting into you and luke moving his hips to meet yours was sending you into bliss, your moans getting louder and louder and the first orgasm took ashton by surprise, your eyes fluttering shut, as you moaned their names, spurring him on to chase his own orgasm.

“you’ve got another one in you kitten, i can feel it” ashton would hum and one of luke’s hands would move from your hip and he’d wrap it around your throat, cutting off the blood circulation and your final orgasm hits you the hardest, your eyes rolling back as you let out a whimpered cry of their name and ashton is following with luke close behind and it’s heavy panting before ashton’s slowly pulling out, your body twitching in response and then he’s helping move you off luke. 

both of them can see that you’re not quite with them and so ashton hands you back to luke, knowing you’d be more comfortable in his arms as he goes to run a warm bath and he cleans himself up quickly before heading back into the room and letting luke know the bath is ready and both of them are helping you into the bathroom, luke encouraging you to pee before he sets you in the warm water and they can see you coming back down to them, your eyes becoming more focused as you lean your head back and murmured to luke “you need to clean up too. ash can stay with me.” and he doesn’t hesitating, trusting ashton to look after you 

“live up to what you’ve been told then?” and ashton would laugh, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “even better. how’re you feeling now?” and you’d scoff as luke returned, looking a bit fresher than before and wearing a pair of boxers. “i feel good. i just know i’m gonna be sore tomorrow.” ashton would grin before looking to luke. “so you’re gonna miss tomorrows session then?” the sheepish grin would say it all and ashton would laugh. “it’s cool, i think she deserves to be spoiled like a princess after tonight.” and the two of them would be so soft and careful with you, especially when you pleaded with ashton to stay after sharing a look with luke.

ashton would quickly catch on that they’ve really discussed it before and so he doesn’t argue when both you and luke give him the soft puppy eyes and he’s finding himself with your back pressed against his chest and his arm draped across your waist, luke sandwiching you on the other side, his arm resting just above ashton’s.

[honeyedlashton]

[ “ i’m swimming into you . i’ll tumble to the ocean in a parachute … ” ] 🐚 🌊 🌺 🥥 🫧

• he's so pretty when he goes down on me • gold - skinned eager baby , blue shirt out the laundry • he tells me he's gentle when he wants to be • so i think he wants to be gentle with me •

— “ touch tank ” quinnie

[talkfastromance4]

Another concept:

Being so badly sun burned even though they both told you repeatedly to put on more sunscreen, you’re near tears while wearing your tank top to bed.

“Take this off, angel,” Ashton says lifting the hem up a little. Luke’s in the bathroom finishing his nightly routine. “Lay on your stomach.” You follow his instructions, moving delicately. Even the soft plush of the sheets hurts your skin and you let out a small cry. “Shh, shh I’ll make it better.” He moves around until he’s kneeling on either side of your back. His fingers brush your hair away

You hear the pop of a cap then let out an appreciative groan when you feel the cool, cool gel of aloe be squeezed down your spine. Ashton snaps it shut then very carefully spreads the magic goo all along your back. Gentle hands reserved only for you.

“You aren’t going in the sun tomorrow,” he murmurs, fingers working over your shoulders. You can’t help the satisfying moans as he continues to cool the cruel burn you brought upon yourself, and the way his thumbs disappear under your shorts to knead your butt cheeks. “Do you like the pain or my fingers?” He chortles squirting more aloe onto your back.

“Mmm, both,” you sigh as he spreads the coolness all over again.

“Starting without me, huh?” Luke asks and you open your eyes to see him make his way to the bed.

“If by starting the healing process of our little tomato, then yes,” Ashton says then rubs onto your arms.

“We told you you’ll burn,” Luke sighs trickling his fingers lightly over your red skin. You sigh at his touch and close your eyes as he moves forward to blow his breath over your back. It’s another sense of cooling that has you humming.

“How’s the pain, baby?” Ashton asks, his breath ghosting up your spine.

“Better...thank you,” you sigh then lift your head. It causes them both to stop to look at you. “My chest is sunburned too.”

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Until I can fully write this lashton stuff floating in my head, I’m letting lil blurbs out

Being on vacation with Luke and Ashton as a little get away from it all and they both got back from the gym to find you in the cabana outside your personal villa with only a thin white tank top that shows off all your curves and legs perfectly, an ass cheek peeking out while you’re eating cherries🍒 let’s just say it ends with the test of how good your mouth is because you walk past them with your plate of cherries plopping two knotted stems in their palms

[superbloomluke]

Luke: *singing* I’m just waiting till I’m 18!

Ashton: yeah that doesn’t really work anymore

Ashton: maybe we should change the lyrics

Luke: to what?

Ashton: I’m just waiting till she’s 18!

Luke: do you want us to get arrested?

[gothluke]

Oh my god!! For your title thing where you write a summary for titles we give you: what if I were to give you Victoria Secret perfume names?

Endless Love 🦢💙

Velvet Petals 🌷🩰

Love Spell 💜✨

You choose which one sounds the most interesting to you 💞🌸😇

this is such a cute & sweet me-coded idea, hunny! bc…i am addicted to perfume and these three victoria’s secret perfumes raised me 🍯🐝🤍

i’ll do all three. here are my ideas as lashton aus.

endless love:

(it has notes of apple blossom, ylang ylang, and pomegranate so…)

ashton and luke were married in a simpler time. ashton was a man at sea, and he met luke at the docks where he was slicing and apple with an intricately decorated pocket knife. after a long eight weeks of traveling, it was striking to see a strange and beautiful face just waiting for the ships to come in. all it took was luke offering ashton a slice of the juicy red, straight from the knife, and when they locked eyes they were madly in love. now they spend their days riding their love with the waves, but just as the sea is not always calm, neither is their passions.

velvet petals:

(lush blooms, almond glaze, and sandalwood)

opium is the feeling of luke’s bedroom. every night that ashton sneaks in through the window, he is greeted by shades of white, pink, lavender, cream—all in one luke-flavored sorbet soft serve serendipity. he knows luke is devoted to him, that this hot french summer will one day be over. but the southern countryside has been nothing but welcoming to him. he was stuffed on grandma hemmings’ pastries—and from all the frosting he licked off baby hemmings. was every sweet summer flower destined to lose their petals? or could he stay in wonderland forever?

love spell:

(peach, blood orange, freesia)

knee-deep in the stress of college finals, luke found himself under the bright lights of a carnival. his best friend, michael, was dating one of the guys from the kissing booth, so he knew all of the best rides and attractions. his favorite happened to be the one luke was most skeptical of: the magic lovewitch. she was gorgeous and enticing, so luke was easily persuaded when she convinced him to buy some of her “love potion.” luke had only asked for advice on how to love himself, but once dared by michael to drink from the vile, he hit a wall of problems. that wall was a pair of out-of-place dimples and endless muscles.

sorry if these are cheesy.

[hemmoangel]

hemmoangel/twinkylukey’s masterlist

long fanfics:

bunny cakes 

innocence: lost

one-shots and short stories:

dr. gay dreamboat

domesticated erotica: luke’s hobby

roses in my hair

twitch thot luke

love my way

sticky sweet

ashton’s side

my baby wears shades of pink

moody blue and memory lane

maybe, this christmas

angel in the rosewater

the devil that burns in me

i just wanna tell you that you’re really...pretty girl

pom-pom waving queen

white lines, pretty daddy golden skin

the one about the pride parade 

when it’s physical, i can’t keep track of days

blurbs:

glasses!luke

ashton’s fingers

spoiled!luke

degrading!luke

intern!luke

how luke wakes ash up

lashton & petunia

little!lu #1

little!lu #2

quarantine lashton

cali baby luke

luke in darker panties

daddy’s money luke

short makeout blurb

lashton phone s*x

luke things!

beauty guru!luke

ashton’s feelings for luke

hoe!luke

domestic lashton

moodboards:

coconut girl luke

romeo and juliet

softcore lashton

angelcore luke

calum as hades

pink! luke

luke as aphrodite

pride moodboard

[malumsmermaid]

could i get 71 and 75 from the random dialogue prompt list?? (as for a pairing; surprise me !)

#71: “How’s the weather down there babe?”

#75: “Just jump, I’ll catch you.”

Prompt List

Castle Guard in Training Ashton x Stable Hand Luke :)

Ashton and Luke had spent the lunch hour in the royal orchards, hiding in the branches as they ate their meals. It was still too early in the season for fruit so they’d just been breathing in the smell of the apple blossoms as they chatted, enjoying the extra cover of the flowers as they stole kisses and passing touches. 

The pair could tell that their small window of time was coming together as the sun came out of the height of its daily arc, meaning it was time for Ashton to get back to the castle and for Luke to head back to the stables. Luke leaned in for one last kiss and after parting, Ashton tossed his pail to the ground before pushing off of the branch they’d been sitting on together.

The limb bounced with the loss of weight, leading Luke to grab the trunk for balance, blue eyes wide until the movement stopped. While this wasn’t the first time he and Ashton had spent lunch together, this was the first time spent up in a tree. It had sounded like a great idea when Ashton suggested it, but now faced with the prospect of having to get down, Luke found himself stuck.

“How’s the weather down there, babe?” the blonde called, hoping to sound casual despite his pounding heart.

“It’s pretty good,” Ashton responded with a smile, “Be better if you were next to me though.”

“Yeah...about that,” Luke squeaked, cheeks turning pink as he was about to admit to being stuck.

Ashton’s expression changed as understanding hit him, “Hey, it’s ok, toss me your pail first.” Luke pulled his eyebrows together, confused, but did as the guard asked. Ashton easily caught it, setting it in the grass and held out his arms again. “Just jump, I’ll catch you.”

Luke swallowed, but he trusted Ashton more than his own legs and nodded, giving the other man a count of three before he pushed off of the branch. He yelped as he flew through the air, but soon he was in Ashton’s warm embrace, the older man providing a soft landing as he tumbled backwards to the grass under the stablehand’s weight. As soon as Ashton got his breath back he said, “See, easy as that.”

Luke chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to Ashton’s cheek, “Sure, easy.”

He rolled onto the grass, finding his abandoned boots and began pulling them back on while Ashton found his chainmail and helmet, both of them rushing back to their posts before they could be missed.

[glossierluke]

Okay but like do you think Luke wears pretty pink panties for Ashton and has special outfits just for him? I can just imagine Luke changing in the dressing room around the other guys and them seeing it and him getting humiliated but he likes it at the same time

Luke was a La Senza babe. He probably has shit tons of lingerie collections inside his luggage and it takes half of the space on his case AND probably have some of them stored in Ashton’s bag when they’re up for a tour. At first, it was a surprise when Luke confided that he likes wearing panties— which the boys easily understood cause hell, clothes and all other undergarments are unisex if you don’t give a shit about heteronormativity. The validation he got when he first wore his first classic crimson red panties made him high on clouds and skyscrapers because he’s got Ashton staring at his ass like it’s his natural instinct.

It wasn’t enough. Luke had grown on the feeling and so does Ashton; thinking it was a part of Luke and accepted that his libido increasing everyday is embedded on it, like a bitter truth and it pissed Luke off. He hated how Ashton got accustomed to the situation. He was sitting beside Ashton when he accidentally came up with a plan and when his mind was floating and just absentmindedly watching Michael and Calum change their gig clothes to casual for their partying; if his bandmates are used to it per se, then changing in front of them shouldn’t be a big deal.

And so he did, stripping out of his blue shirt, leather pants that Ashton really liked and and the pink cheeky panties that he wore for the show. He was expecting a radio silence, but he got an almost inaudible, faint ‘what the fuck’ from Ashton under his breath. And it sparked a fire inside of Luke. Ashton’s mind was HAZY, and full of thoughts about the dirty things he’d do to Luke, have him begging for his cock and fuck his throat, take him right here and there— in front of his other bandmates and the other crews. Ashton’s head was spinning and Luke’s winning.

Ashton was pulled out of his head when Luke asked: “Ash, can you put this inside your bag, please?” as the curly boy hands him his panties. Ashton generously accepted it, but his bag is nowhere to be found so he put it inside his back pocket and acted as though nothing, when in reality he was rock hard ‘cause Luke was such a naughty boy and he knew Luke was doing it on purpose.

If Ashton used Luke’s panties and his wild imagination to jerk off inside the bathroom, that’s for him to keep.

[littledrummeraussie]

poly!Lashton smutty stuff

(I've never written Lashton so this will flop?)

Luke ran his fingers through your hair, gathering the strands in his fist into a ponytail and pulled you a bit more onto his cock, making you slightly gag around his thick length. A chuckle sounded from behind you as Ashton squeezed your ass cheeks, tongue swiping between your folds as he licked at your pussy again.

"Are you enjoying yourself, sweetie?" he pressed a kiss on your skin and you moaned again, taking Luke's cock deeper in your mouth.

"You're gonna make her choke," Luke hummed, pulling your head back to run his thumb over your bottom lip, and you blinked up at him with adoration.

"Please?" you nuzzled against his hand, your voice turning into a whimper as Ash licked at you again. "Oh god..."

"Please what, sweetie?" Luke grinned, tapping your nose. "More of Ashton's mouth, or more of my cock?"

"Both, please."

[midnightash]

Dating Ashton Would Include:

Ashton would most likely take you on coffee dates practically every day

Out of all of the boys Ash is probably the most romantic so lots of dinner dates

“Can we get a dog Ashton?”

Ashton always convincing you that you guys don’t need a dog because a lemon tree is a good pet

“You look amazing in my clothes”

Him teaching you drums of course

If you dated Ashton your best friend in the band would definitely be Mikey

“Ashton can we cuddle? Im cold”

Ash would definitely be the type to love to just go on small walks with you to talk about life

Lots of deep late night talks about life, health, etc

Okay but also imagine how warm Ashton would be while cuddling?!?

I also really feel like Ashton wouls just be the most supportive boyfriend ever like especially if you were feeling down or upset etc

I should do a full blurb on this because oh my god🥺

Okay also like it would be such a strong relationship and no matter what happened you guys would be going strong

Overall it would be such an amazing thing and I want it🥺

—————

I actually would love this🥺

Any requests? Send them to my inbox and i’ll get to them as soon as possible🖤

[ro-writesstuff]

5sos masterlist

last updated: october 9, 2024

Ashton Irwin

i wanna be yours

poly!lashton headcanons

done (pt 1)

coming home from tour blurb 

Calum Hood

you ask him to zip up your dress blurb

poly!cake headcanons

subby!cal blurb

if only

i'm trying

Luke Hemmings

he finds out you faked it

happy birthday, honey

poly!cake headcanons

poly!lashton headcanons

[irwinkitten]

quarantine and chill | poly!lashton

notes: so as some of you may know, i got hit with covid-19. i’d kept socials updated with my symptoms and how i was dealing with it but i’ve been quite on the aftermath of what i went through. so i did what i do best, i wrote. similar with teulu, i decided to write it out in the form of a fic. a lot of what happens is what i’ve had to struggle through with regards to recovery and what i’m still struggling with. there is a lot that i haven’t really talked about with it either, however i got the main points down and just wrote. if i was feeling better, i’d probably have shifted it to an oc but this felt much too personal to do. i was debating on whether or not this was going to be posted. at first i wasn’t, then i wasn’t sure. i finally decided to because i enjoy writing and i enjoy giving people something to read, something to enjoy. i also decided on poly!lashton mostly because of the interview on one of the instagram lives where ash said he cooks and i think it was with @sexgodashton​ where were talking about how ashton would mother hen you when you’re sick lmao and then i got daydreamy because i’ve been dealing with the whole situation alone and it’s difficult when your loved ones (both friends and family) are too far away and unable to be with you. i’m rambling at this point but yeah, tldr; this is really personal on how i recovered from that godforsaken virus. warnings: talks of dying, depression, sickness word count: 9k (oops)

donate to my ko-fi here

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When you’d come home from closing up the store, it had been an almost nightmarish day for you. It felt surreal that the store was closing until further notice and you had no idea when you were going to even be back in your job again.

What frustrated you was the fact that you hadn’t been able to book a flight out to LA before the travel bans kicked in, leaving you to be self-isolating in your apartment for the duration of the lockdown, alone.

Luke and Ashton had both voiced their complaints, but no amount of money being thrown at the problem wasn’t getting you back to LA with them.

 “How are you feeling?” Ashton asked over facetime whilst you tidied up. The simplicity of living in communal housing meant that you only had two rooms to tidy and keep clean. Luke and Ashton loved it for the fact that it afforded the three of you some privacy away from prying eyes of the media because you were tight-lipped about where you lived.

“Tired. I’ve cried a lot and I’m missing the both of you.” You admitted quietly as Luke popped into the screen, his head resting on Ashton’s shoulder. His lips wore a tired smile, one that you could match.

“We’re missing you too, love.” Luke’s voice was comforting. You finally settled down on the couch, your body sinking into the cushions and sighed.

“You know you don’t have to worry right? Ash and I are gonna help you.” The reassurance from Luke made your lips twitch up.

“I know. I’m just frustrated. They should have made this decision well over a week ago.” 

Neither of them could say much against that. You’d told the company bosses that you were at risk, you’d warned them that the store wouldn’t pull in enough money to warrant staying open for the week.

But they’d simply said that they were following government guidelines. It had been nothing but frustration for the three of you.

“Are you both home finally?” Your question was much quieter and Ashton grimaced. 

“Because I have a cough, they’ve organised us to be quarantined since we’re together. They’ve done the tests but I don’t think it’s anything, I think it’s just allergies playing up since I’ve been sneezing non stop.” Ashton explained and you sighed.

“Irony at its finest.” You received sad smiles in return from your boys.

“I’ve got some last minute paperwork to finish up and send off since I couldn’t do so at the shop. How about I call you both tomorrow?” Luke pouted and you giggled at the expression, your heart lifting that little bit.

“Fine but next time I’m hogging the phone.” Luke muttered and you laughed before blowing them both a kiss.

“Love you both, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” 

The paperwork was easy to finish off and left you a few hours to shower and change whilst tidying up around. 

When you crawled into bed, you checked your phone to see a photo of the two of them snuggled up together, Ashton practically smothering Luke. You sent them one back of you with the bear they’d gotten you, sprayed in their cologne. 

When you woke up the next day, there was only a slight difference, your blocked nose making you groan. 

“Fucking allergies.” Was muttered as you made your way to the bathroom, waving to one of your neighbours who was just leaving the kitchen.

You’d decided to stock up on food, making quick work of the short walk. It was nice to be able to still move about in the fresh air at least, offering a small, yet nervous smile at the cashier as you paid for your shopping, packed it in your bag and made your way home.

Before you even realised it, you’d settled on the couch and fallen asleep, wrapped up in your fluffy blanket, eyes heavy as you set an alarm. 

You slept through the alarm and when you next woke up, there were three missed facetimes from Luke. You called him back immediately.

“There’s the love of our lives.” Luke crowed when he answered, making you laugh. It was followed by a cough which made Luke pause, his eyes studying the screen. “Said love of our lives doesn’t look too well.” The concern was evident and you rolled your eyes.

“It’s probably allergies and my body finally relaxing from the last three weeks of stress.” Luke didn’t look convinced but you managed to switch the conversation. “Did you find out the results of Ashton’s test?” 

“Yeah, he came up negative. Since we’ve been quarantined for what, three weeks now? We’ll probably be on the next essential flight back home. But that won’t be for another week from what they’ve said. We both agreed to hang back long enough to let other people go ahead.” You frowned at that.

“But baby, you guys need to be back for the launch.” He shook his head.

“Ash was quite forceful with management on this one. There isn't going to be any kind of physical launch so we’re cleared to be delayed, just as long as we have a good wifi connection for the weekend for the various streams.” You sighed but understood their concerns. 

“How is our no longer sick drummer boy?” You finally asked and as if he was waiting for the question, he all but piled himself on top of Luke, a muffled whine escaping as he tried to shove Ashton off him.

You laughed.

“Behave children otherwise no rewards.” You teased them, making the two of them laugh as they settled themselves  down on the sofa they were on.

The conversation was easy between the three of you as they both excitedly discussed the possible plans they had for the album release, relying on them being home on time to do so.

“It wouldn’t do well to be still in the air when we do the release party, but knowing our luck...” Ashton trailed off, making you snort.

“Knowing our luck, that’s what would happen.” You grinned and he rolled his eyes.

“Probably.” 

The three of you talked until you were dropping off, and despite voicing their concerns, you waved them off, pointing out that you always got like this during allergy season. Ashton didn’t argue the point, but Luke still frowned in concern.

“We love you, sunshine. Get some decent rest please.” He’d pleaded with you and you gave them both a gentle smile in return, hoping that it was at least semi-reassuring.

“I’ll be fine, but I’ll go to bed. Love you two.” 

“Love you more.” Came the unified response before the call dropped and you settled back asleep.

Part of you knew that you should’ve realised that they had every right to be concerned when you woke up the following morning.

Your entire body was aching. And what concerned you most was the tightness across your chest coupled with the pain radiating across your body.

When you checked your temperature, you felt your stomach sink at the fact that your fever had crept up and was alarmingly high. So you called the helpline, putting the phone on speaker whilst you waited to get through, sending a text to the group chat you had with your boyfriends.

‘Woke up with fever and body hurts. Struggling to breath too so checking in with the helpline to see what i need to do. Don’t know if I’m gonna be up for calling later bc I wanna sleep.’ 

You felt bad but you could already feel the drowsiness pull at your body. 

When you got through and described your symptoms, the lady on the other end advised you to self-isolate and upon the symptoms getting worse, to call the emergency services.

You relayed the information back to Luke and Ashton before falling asleep after taking some medication, trying to desperately ignore how much your body ached as you slept.

The first few days, it felt like you’d been run over with a truck repeatedly, but what concerned you was the pain that was radiating from your kidneys. Both Luke and Ashton knew of your previous history with kidney failure and both had been urging you to go into the hospital, but you’d couldn’t help but feel that it wasn’t that bad.

By day four, both of your boyfriends were worried because you’d mentioned to them that you were unable to breath properly. It was late at night, but with the pain reaching an overwhelming point, you knew it was pointless to argue. Even your friends had been urging you to contact the helpline once more.

You’d been on hold for over an hour as the pain got worse. You were struggling to focus and it was everything you could do to try and breathe through the agony that was radiating through your body, so you cut off from the hold music and contacted the emergency services. 

This time fear started to settle into your stomach as you answered the questions posed to you, trying to get across that it wasn’t a block of flats but a shared home.

The operator understood and urged you to get help from your neighbours to at least let the crew into the building. You were nervous enough about standing up by yourself but you managed.

When you stood from your bed, the walk to the door, even though it was five steps away, the agony that shot up your legs had you stumbling into the door. 

Pulling it open, despite your neighbour’s door being six feet away, you knew you weren’t going to be able to stumble that far. The pain was steadily getting worse and tears started falling down your cheeks.

“Can someone help?” You finally got out, gasping for a breath once the words were out. Your neighbour was quick to open the door and knew something was wrong.

“What’s happened, are you okay?” 

“Can’t breathe. Called medics, but need someone to let them in.” You gasped out and he nodded, taking a step closer.

“Lets sit you down and I’ll get one of the others to go and wait for them.” The firm grip on your arms supported you, your own hands grasping his arms to keep you from falling as he slowly walked you back to the edge of your bed, setting you down gently.

The pain receded slightly.

“I’m gonna prop the door open and get one of the others to come and give me a hand, is that okay?” And you could only nod tearfully as you tried to take in slow breaths, despite the pain that was radiating from your chest.

With the door propped open, you could hear him banging on the other doors, calling for help and explaining the situation. The hallway wasn’t very long but their voices carried down to you as you tried, and failed, to calm down.

And then the medics were there, pulling the blanket from your shoulders despite how cold you were feeling.

“It’s because of the fever, your body is already warm, you won’t be helping yourself with the blankets.” 

They asked various questions and you tried to answer in the gasping breaths, but then the pain shot up and it felt like you couldn’t breathe.

“Okay, we’re getting you to the hospital.” 

You could barely move, but between the medic and your neighbour, they managed to get the things you needed and help you down the stairs. It took much longer, but you knew that rushing wasn’t going to help and the pain was pushing close to hitting 10 for you. 

Once in the ambulance, you had a cannula inserted, laughing breathlessly between your tears at the first failed attempt and the second attempt to find a vein. 

When you reached the hospital, waiting to hear where you needed to be taken, you finally got out your phone, the morphine hindering your ability to focus, hitting the audio button instead to send a voice note to your now worried boyfriends.

“At the hospital. Been given some morphine but still hurts. Missing you and love you lots.” You could barely keep your eyes open, the words slurring together. The medic gave you a kind smile.

“Partner?” You nodded, the motion making you feel nauseous. 

“Need to drive to the other side, they’ve got a specific ward set up.” You heard and realised belatedly that the driver must have turned up. The drive was short and finally you were helped from the vehicle into a waiting wheelchair. You were too tired to protest and you knew it would be quicker for you to get situated.

You could hear them talking, explaining your medical history and the symptoms you were displaying. Part of your mind was listening but the other part of your mind was wondering how Ashton and Luke were. 

You missed them.

Once in a room, the nurses took over and did some more tests. Eventually you were left alone, your fever creeping higher despite the fact that you felt so cold. You were tired, but the pain that was radiating from your kidneys and joints, it was enough to keep you awake, unable to relax to sleep. 

Your phone was going off every few minutes, various people messaging you, making sure that you were okay. The only ones you were really replying to were Luke and Ashton, but even then it was sparse. 

It didn’t stop them from worrying.

When the doctor on shift came into your bare room, it took every effort to focus on her words.

“We’ve taken some bloods to help rule out any other possibilities, despite displaying symptoms of the virus. When we have the first results of your bloods back, we’ll be moving you onto one of the wards, so it should be another hour or so.” 

You nodded your head, eyes heavy as you let out a tired sigh.

“Any idea of how long I’ll be here for?” Despite the mask in place, you could see her cheeks lifting up into what you assumed was a smile.

“Less than 24 hours, I’d assume. Try to get some rest, another nurse will be taking some obs in about an hour, before you need to be moved hopefully.” You nodded tiredly, curling up on your side. It seemed to be the only relief you could find.

You drifted in and out, the stark quietness of your room so different to the usual noises you had of cars passing by or Ashton and Luke’s steady breathing.

 When the nurse came back in, you were beyond exhausted. You felt nauseous and the pain wasn’t receding. 

“We’re going to be moving you instead, they’ll do all the obs that they need once you’re settled in the room. I’m just waiting on the porters.” You nodded tiredly as she unplugged your phone charger and placed your bag at the bottom of the bed.

You kept your face turned into the pillow, the lights hurting your eyes. 

“Sensitive to the light?” Came a kind voice, you could only let out a muffled noise of agreement. When you were wheeled into the room, the light was dimmed down and you felt more relaxed. 

Glancing at the time you hadn’t realised it’d been so long. The numbers read 7am and you could feel your body shaking, your mind taking a minute to catch up with the fact that you were cold.

The next few hours were difficult. You went from being too hot to freezing cold, the pain creeping up as you tried to curl in on yourself to warm up. Even with additional blankets, you were still shaking, teeth chattering when you tried to talk.

When they took the second round of bloods, you didn’t offer any argument, simply holding out your arm for them to take the blood from. Things were getting hazy and you couldn’t focus on the nurse as he spoke to you about what was going to happen. 

You knew some of it was tiredness. Despite the mini naps you were having, you hadn’t slept solidly in nearly 48 hours. 

“We’re going to be coming in to do the test in a moment.” You found yourself confused as a different nurse explained what was going to happen and she took her time to make sure you understood each part. 

Once it was done, your cough having flared up after having the swab hit the back of your throat you noticed that you had missed calls.

‘How did I not hear them?’ You thought to yourself, confused. You clicked on the notification and realised it was Luke that had been calling.

“Hi angel, we were just checking in.” His voice seemed to set off the tears, unable to understand why you were so tearful. But he heard the sniffle. 

“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry you’re dealing with this. You know we’re here for you.” 

“I just wanna be home with you two.” You choked out, a cough escaping, the motion making you feel sick. 

“I know angel, what have the doctors said?” You tried to steady your breathing so you wouldn’t set your coughing off again. 

“Two weeks self quarantine.” You finally got out, wiping a few stray tears away. You heard the two of them sigh in unison. 

“Maybe we could—”

“Ash no. If they are sick with the virus, it’s likely to just pass between the three of us.” Luke interrupted and you had to hold back the sob. 

“I’m scared.” You finally admitted quietly and tried to stop the sob that was crawling up your throat. You knew that if you’d started, you were most likely not going to stop. 

“Baby.” Ashton whispered and you sucked in a deep breath, determined not to ask the question. 

“Lu’s right. It’d just pass between the three of us. I should have maybe another week of symptoms.” Your voice was quiet but they heard you. 

“We’re not going home.” Luke’s voice finally filtered through. “Not with you being in hospital and not with you being so sick. We’re staying in a hotel till your symptoms die down and then we’re gonna come and look after you.” 

You couldn’t even argue with them. They were both as stubborn as mules and having them would make the recovery easier with some help. 

“How are you gonna get here?” You finally gasped out. 

“We’ve got a rented car. We extended it the day you got sick.” You felt your heart warm at their words.

“Okay.” You finally muttered. 

Eventually you were discharged with medication for the fever and a reminder to keep your fluid intake up at least. 

The journey back was exhausting. 

The medic was kind enough to chat to you about your job, about Luke and Ashton. He didn’t bat an eyelash when you mentioned them both. He was quick to help you figure out where the turning was, especially in the dark. And he helped you to the door of the building. 

Just the journey up the stairs was tiring, and your neighbours heard you arrive, the three of them checking that you were okay. 

“Until my breathing gets worse, I can self manage at home. However, I need rest and my body currently feels like I’ve been run over multiple times.” 

One of them checked about collecting your food shop the following morning and you smiled in return before getting into your bedroom and collapsing on the bed. 

You made sure that your phone charger was plugged in before sending a text to Luke and Ashton saying you were home. It was barely another five minutes before you fell into a fitful sleep. 

The following day you were woken to a knock on your door, but you could barely move. Sleep had been scarce and your joints felt so heavy. 

“Don’t try and get up! Just letting you know that I’m off to get your shopping! I should be back in an hour or so.” Your neighbour called through the door and you felt a little bit of relief flood you at that. 

“Thanks!” You called back before coughing, twisting sharply to the side where the bowl lay, your body aching when the coughing stopped.

You’d had the bowl lay there since the night before you’d gone into hospital, terrified that the coughing would lead you to throwing up. You weren’t good with vomit at the best of times but this was another level. 

Collapsing onto your back, taking in slow deep breaths as you tried to calm your heart down, you took a few moments before taking some meds, pulling the covers off your body to help you cool down. This was the one thing about fever that wasn’t fun for you.

You ended up napping on and off, unable to pay attention to your phone at the various texts coming through from concerned friends before there was another knock on the door which jolted you awake, despite feeling disorientated.

“I’m leaving the bags just outside your doors! Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll have them all up.” You didn’t reply as you heard the hallway door shut, and instead slowly moved to collect one of the face masks you’d been given, slipping it on with ease before grabbing disinfectant wipes. 

You ignored the dizziness that caught you off guard, taking a steadying breath as you waited, leaning heavily against the door.

“Right, they’re all there for you chicken!” Your neighbours voice was more distant and you hesitantly opened the door. He was standing halfway down the hallway, a kind smile on his face.

“How are you feeling today?” The concern was genuine and you could only shrug.

“A lot of pain. Not sleeping well.” You got out breathlessly. He frowned.

“Well if you need anything, you’ve got my number now, so just give me a text, especially if you need any drinks. You take care of yourself now.” You lifted your hand in acknowledgement before propping open the living room door and heading in there where your fridge sat.

When the food was put away, you were half staggering the few steps back to your bed, barely getting your mask off and on your desk before you half collapsed on your bed.

Glancing at your phone there was a missed call from Ashton.

“Hi love, you weren’t responding so we figured to call you.” His voice was hesitant when you’d accepted the call.

“Everything hurts Ash.” You finally sobbed, your body protesting the movement, but in that moment you couldn’t care. You missed them both and with the combined pain, it didn’t help.

“Baby.” Luke’s voice was soft and you knew they were worried, but you were too far gone to understand their worries. You just wanted them.

“Want you both, and can’t even have that because of this fucking virus.” You got out a cough ending the sentence as you tried to catch your breath and not choke.

“Calming breaths sweetheart. You’re okay.” Ashton soothed immediately and you tried to follow his instructions. But everything hurt. There was a sharp pain in your chest, coupled with the pain in your lower back as well as the joint aches. It practically burned you.

“Do you think you can manage a shower later, love? It might help.” Luke’s voice was hesitant once you were calm enough and you took in a deep breath.

“Maybe.” You got out, your voice quieter and they knew you were tired.

“Rest for a bit angel, see if you can try and get a few hours at least.” Ashton encouraged and you could feel the heaviness wash over you as you settled down.

“Love you both.” You tiredly got out before you let yourself sink into sleep, taking a slow deep breath as you did.

You didn’t hear their returned words or them cutting the call, you’d fallen asleep easily and your body relaxed just a little bit as you slept.

When you next woke up, it was dark. Making sure that you were at least drinking, you had another glass of juice followed by some water before pulling yourself up to take a shower. You texted them both and your best friend to let them know you’d slept some and you were about to attempt a shower.

It was slow going, trying to keep yourself upright, but the steam helped clear your sinuses, making sure you got every part of you with the scrubber before just standing under the shower, your hands pressed into the cold tiles to keep you upright. 

It’d been thirty minutes by the time you’d returned to your room, feeling more tired than when you’d first woken, so you took the opportunity to try and get more sleep. 

That was when the coughing became so violent at two in the morning that you felt like you were practically choking on air, unable to catch a breath until you’d rolled onto your side and something cleared enough for you to take a gasping breath, your heart racing so fast that you had to call your best friend to calm down.

It became frightening as days began to pass and you could barely recall them, your mind confused and muddled with exhaustion mixed in with the hunger that was plaguing you. But when you’d eaten, your body had rejected the food immediately so you didn’t try again. 

By day ten, you were struggling. You’d cried far too much and your body felt like lead. You knew that both Luke and Ashton were concerned at this point, knowing that this was the point where either you’d start to get better or it could get worse.

Two days later, between fitful nap and gasping breaths after a coughing fit, your phone went off.

It was Ashton.

“Baby?” You got out tiredly, keeping measured breaths as you sat up slowly.

“Take a look outside your bedroom window.” You frowned, moving to the otherside of the room, leaning enough to peer out of your open window before a sob escaped.

They both stood there, arms laden with bags. Both were looking up at you.

“Reckon you can come let us in angel? Lu and I are gonna commandeer your living room ‘till you’re better.” It took everything in you not to go racing down the stairs. You knew it would set you back further so you took hesitant breaths before looking back to your phone then you heard a voice in the hallway.

You were quick enough to catch your neighbour as he was heading back to his room.

“You alright there petal?” His voice was concerned and you held your hand up indicating you needed a moment to catch your breath. He waited patiently.

“My, my partners, they’re downstairs with some shopping and taking over my living room till I’m better. Could you let them in for me please?” You were hesitant in asking, but the pleading eyes you had seemed to have his shoulders wilt as he took a step forward.

“I take it they’re gonna be self-isolating for the two weeks they need to?” You nodded. 

“I’ve got to wait seven days after my fever stops as it is before I can even be in the same room as them. I know that they’re worried and being so far hasn’t really helped.” He smiled kindly.

“Got you, petal. Get back in and I’ll go get them for you.” 

You could hear their voices get closer and it took everything in you not to throw yourself out of the room at them. You didn’t want them to get sick.

“Delivered safely petal, feel better soon.” Your neighbour called and you tried not to let out a sob.

“Hi angel.” It took everything in you not to open the door. You had to clench your hands into a fist, head resting on the door.

“I don’t know what’s harder. You both being away, or you being so close but I can’t even see you.” You let out a choked cough and Luke let out a soothing noise.

“Well we’ve got you some good wifi now, and we’re here for you angel. We’ve got a couple of streams and you best be watching when we go live.” You let out a breathless giggle. They were there.

The first few days were the hardest. They’d leave cartons of juice and bottles of water outside your door. It finally added to fruit when you managed to keep an orange down.

Watching them do the streams from your living room was strange, but it seemed to settle your anxiety that they were so close. You could see it was being brought up about their shared change of scenery which prompted them to explain after you’d texted Ashton and told him that it was okay for them to know about your situation.

“So our partner, well they got pretty sick at the start of last week. We were already stuck in the UK at this point, so we just extended it so that we’d be with them when they got better. None of us handle being sick alone very well.” This made the other three laugh. You grinned.

“I think that extends to the rest of the band too.” Luke piped up, making the other two complain loudly. You giggled before coughing violently.

“Oops. As you can probably hear, it got real bad and real close by the end of last week. It’s why we were so distracted on the live because we were so worried. When they told us that they’d slept for a solid six hours last night, we made the drive back to theirs, shopping in tow to help look after them. We can’t see them, and Luke and I are stuck on the couch for the next two weeks at least, but we couldn’t just fly out and leave them alone.” 

Ashton’s explanation had well wishes pouring in for you and it warmed your heart to see that there were fans that cared. 

Part of you wished you could at least be watching them, or better yet, be cuddled up with them, to hell with the stream. But you knew they were trying to keep the focus on the album. You’d already had texts from the others to check in with you and you took your time to reply to them and settle down, your eyes heavy as you snuggled under the covers.

It was nice to watch them, seeing the ease in the way they joked about. You knew they worried but it was obvious to anyone who saw them when you’d gone into hospital that the tension that was sat on the both of them was both obvious and heartbreaking. 

You could see the shadows under Luke’s eyes and you wondered if they traded the nights between each other to make sure they wouldn’t miss an update or a call. 

You tried to squash down the guilt instant that reared up. They were doing this because they cared. There was nothing in it for them, apart from the possibility of you getting better. But you knew they expected nothing back. 

Your eyes were tired and you took in the time. It was creeping closer to midnight so you closed off the stream and texted the chat to let them both know you were going to sleep. Had you stayed on the stream a few moments longer, you’d have seen Ashton’s face relax as a gentle smile crept onto his lips, causing the two that were still stateside to tease him. 

The following morning was better in some way but also worse. Your cough wasn’t easing up but your fever seemed to have broken in the night. 

You weren’t overheating but you weren’t cold either. You took a few moments to move your limbs and regretted it almost instantly. But you knew that if your fever stayed down, it would be a further week until you weren’t contagious. 

Part of you wanted to practically sing in joy, but as you took in the early morning, you decided against that, knowing your men would be fast asleep still. 

Slowly you got yourself up, collecting your shower stuff before making your way down the hallway to the shower. The warm water felt almost luxurious on your skin as you took care in washing your hair, still leaning against the cold tiles to keep yourself upright, your legs trembling as you did so. 

It took the same amount of time as the previous shower, but once you were clean, you knew it made a small amount of difference as you stumbled back to your room, crawling under the covers to take a well deserved nap. 

You missed the text from Luke asking if you were awake. 

Now that you seemed to be stomaching food, Ashton kept it simple with dry toast, not willing to push your body too far. And you agreed with his judgement after he’d placed it in front of your door and you waited for the other door to close before you opened yours. 

“Love you.” You felt your heart melt as he spoke through the door. 

“Love you too Ash. Thank you.” You returned quietly before stepping back into your room. It was getting harder to stay in, especially when your cuddle monsters of boyfriends were just in the next room. 

It hurt. 

They FaceTimed with you to keep you company, both of them making a strong effort to not only keep you company but to also stop you from giving into temptation to just join them. 

Ashton was practically insistent on that. 

You knew by the time that you would be allowed to have them back in your room, their own self isolation would be over. 

It didn’t fail to amuse you how Ashton started cooking once you started being able to stomach more than dry toast. It took a few goes but he kept it plain enough to not make your stomach complain but changed it up so you didn’t get bored of it. 

What made it even better were the small notes of affection they left for you on the tray which held your food. You had them pinned up to your cork board without a second though, the small pieces of heaven from them only making it feel that much cosier. 

Something to ward away the bad days in the future. 

Luke snuck you some of your favourite snacks, even after the scolding Ashton gave him when he tried sneaking you a chocolate bar. 

It’d made you giggle and they’d both paused to hear it. 

It was a sound they hadn’t heard in nearly a month and it made their hearts soar. 

Despite the pain you were in, it felt like you could at least breathe with the both of them with you. Even if you couldn’t see them. 

By day nine after your fever had broken, you were beginning to feel semi human once more. You still had issues with exhaustion and light sensitivity, but you certainly felt more better than you had done in weeks. 

Luke had given up on waiting. 

“Ash, they said a week after the fever went down, they’d no longer be contagious. This is killing me.” You’d chosen to curl up on the side that was proclaimed as Luke’s side. 

Your heart was feeling heavy again. 

“I mean. We’re what? A week and a half?” Ashton’s voice was hesitant. You missed the mutter in return before the door opened and there was a knock on your door. 

Luke stuck his head in and you wanted to cry. 

“Reckon you can put up with some self care cuddles?” You simply nodded your head and shuffled into the middle of the bed. Luke wasted no time, his arms wrapped around you and you could feel every part of you seemingly shaking. 

Ashton followed a few minutes later and your memory seemed to fail you in that moment. You could barely remember the last six weeks, but the feeling of comfort was something entirely different as they held you. 

That was when you began to sob in earnest because you’d missed them. And they knew it. 

When you’d calmed down, part of you felt torn because you wanted to hold them both, not let go and just lay there. But they didn’t protest when you’d snuggle up to one, legs tangled and arms wrapped around tight and eventually switch to the other. 

If anything, it amused them both. 

As the day got later, Ashton untangled himself, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. Luke was your current cuddle buddy of choice. 

Turning your head, your confusion must have shown because Ashton smiled gently. 

“We need to keep up with the meals, love. I’m gonna make some soup for all of us, how does that sound?” You hummed in agreement. 

“It’s allowed I guess. But you gotta come back.” And he chuckled, leaning over to kiss your forehead, doing the same to Luke before disappearing out of your room. 

“You realise that he’s going to mother hen you to death, right?” Luke teased and you shrugged. 

“He’s here. You both are. That’s more than enough for me.” You murmured softly. Luke held you that little bit tighter.

“You up for a shower sweetheart?” You hesitated, your mind drifting back to the previous two times you showered. The hesitation must have been obvious because Luke pressed a kiss to the top of your head, not willing to push you.

“Will you, will you help? It’ll be a tight fit but, I struggled the last two times.” You finally admitted to him and he smiled. 

“C’mon. We can let the chef know as we pass him.” You giggled at his words, allowing him to help you out of the bed and making your way slowly across the room. Luke didn’t push, but he kept his arms available and easy for you to grab if you needed him.

You’d made it to the kitchen before you relied on him a bit more, your joints achy and your legs shaking. 

“Gonna get this one showered and clean.” Luke called into the kitchen where Ashton was cooking. He glanced back and grinned at you both before turning back to the food and you two carried on. 

Luke was nothing but patient with you as you climbed into the shower, his tall body fitting into the rest of the space. He was gentle as he helped you and it took the pressure off you, focusing on keeping yourself upright as his hands started working the shampoo into your hair.

You’d forgotten how well he massaged your scalp when washing your hair, and you only protested when he rinsed it out, making him laugh.

“I forgot how nice your head massages were.” You groaned as he worked the conditioner in. You carefully washed your body with the shower gel, cleaning Luke’s body whilst you were at it. 

He tried to stop you but you gave him pleading eyes and he relented easily. Using the time whilst your hair was soaking in the conditioner to wash his own hair quickly whilst you cleaned his body.

And then his fingers were back in your hair, cleaning out the conditioner and you had to stop yourself from leaning into him.

Once you were clean and dried off, dressed and the towels over Luke’s shoulder, you could feel yourself begin to flag again, leaning heavily on Luke for the short trip back to your room.

“I’ve got you sweet.” He murmured as you passed the kitchen. Ashton was talking with one of your neighbours who gave you a small wave but didn’t stop you to talk. Part of you felt guilty, but the larger part felt relieved because you were almost certain once you’d eaten something, you were going to be asleep.

Once you were back in your bedroom, you scooted so that your back was resting against the headboard whilst Luke let the towels hang so that they could dry and put everything back in its place. He understood your need for everything in its own place, whilst Ashton understood, but still sometimes made a small game of moving things to see if you’d notice.

Luke could see that you were too tired to even be playful.

When Ashton returned, he frowned for a moment before resting the first bowl on your lap, spoon already in the bowl.

“Don’t worry about eating it all. Just try to eat something for us.” He encouraged gently, handing Luke his own bowl before heading back to retrieve his own.

You were slow and methodical before your stomach protested and you left the spoon in the bowl, your head resting on Luke’s shoulder.

“M’ready for sleep.” You muttered and he hummed in acknowledgement. He’d long since finished his bowl, as had Ashton.

“You alright with Ash for a bit, love? Since he cooked, I’ll clean.” Luke murmured and you just nodded before shuffling till you were laid down. Ashton followed and you snuggled into him. 

You barely heard his murmured “sleep well” before you were fast asleep.

It was the first night that you’d slept for eight hours and it felt almost refreshing, especially after having the shower the previous night.

You were still nestled into Ashton’s side, Luke’s arm was slung over you both, his hand resting on Ashton’s stomach. You felt very safe between your men and you were so grateful that they were with you in that moment.

It was another hour before either of them stirred, but you’d been resting in that hour, not really awake but not asleep either. Luke was first to move, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as he moved off the bed.

“Morning, love. How are you feeling today?” He murmured as he stretched. You shifted onto your back and gave an experimental test of your joints. They weren’t so bad and your cough had eased up that your chest no longer hurt if there was the occasional cough.

“Better, I think. It’s only a dull ache, the kind I get when you two put me through the paces at the gym.” You admitted softly and Luke grinned as Ashton stretched out, almost like a cat before turning on his side to face you.

“Nice to hear that, angel. And good morning.” You grinned at him and kissed him gently before glancing at the time. 

“What are we doing today?” You asked quietly as Luke continued to stretch out his muscles. Part of you felt bad for them both to be stuck inside with you, but you were much too selfish to let that bad feeling linger. 

“I’m gonna do some exercises and then Ash is probably gonna do his own. And then a movie day for the rest of the day?” He posed the question and you paused before nodding your head. It sounded good to you and it meant you had some individual time with each of them.

The morning passed by easily. They did their exercises and showered before returning to your room that Luke had playfully dubbed ‘The Den’. Ashton had laughed at that as he went to set up in the living room for another live, but this time Luke was staying with you. They’d been trading off which had bothered you first, but then Ashton explained their reason.

“We don’t really want to leave you alone. Not that you can’t take care of yourself,” he hastily added on upon seeing your look of outrage, “but being so far away whilst you were so ill, it kinda scared us. We don’t want to leave you by yourself yet. It’s more to ease our own anxieties.” And you relaxed before shoving any negative thoughts to the back of your mind.

Luke was napping when your phone went off-Ashton was still on the live-and you answered the No Caller ID hesitantly. 

It was the hospital that you were at, a nurse confirming who you were before she’d go any further. It took a few moments before she got to the point of the phone call.

“So we’re calling you about the various tests. I’m assuming that you know you were confirmed with COVID-19, correct?”

“Yeah, about two days after the test, someone called to let me know.” You responded hesitantly. You wondered what this was about.

“And how are you feeling?” You were confused.

“I mean, I’m coming up to two weeks of no fever and starting to feel a lot better. I’m just more exhausted but I suspect that’s because of what my body went through.” You explained quietly and you heard her hum in agreement. Luke shifted beside you and you noticed that he was  awake, only because his hand had started to drift up and down your spine.

“That’s good to hear. What I’m calling about is that you’d said your kidneys had been hurting upon admittance, correct?” 

“Yes.” You were worried now.

“So when we looked at the numbers, we noticed that they’d started dropping. Not drastically enough for us to have you in intensive care, but that was why we moved you to the ward. It was as a precaution.” You felt your heart race at her words.

“They’d started failing again, hadn’t they?” You whispered and she sighed.

“Yes. However, because the numbers were back on the rise when we took your second blood test, we felt that we could discharge you safely. Had they dropped further, you’d have been admitted to intensive care. The only reason why you weren’t told immediately was because we didn’t want you to panic or go into further distress which could’ve made it much more worse.” 

It hit you like a ton of bricks what she was saying. 

“Is there anything I need to worry about?” You finally choked out, your hands trembling.

“At this time, no. When things ease up, we will request you get another test just to confirm you’re clear of the virus. Otherwise for now, just rest up and feel better soon.” 

“Thank you.” You got out, ending the call. Luke took the phone from your trembling hands and he sat up, pulling you onto his lap, his arms around you.

“What happened, love?” You were trying to take in slow deep breaths to stop the panic attack, knowing that it wouldn’t help you.

“They’ve just told me, when I went into hospital, my kidneys were failing.” You whispered and his arms tightened around you tighten enough that he understood the implications.

You’d told them both of the previous two times when you’d been so ill that your kidneys had started failing and as a result you’d been on death's door. 

You didn’t realise you were hyperventilating until Luke began to rub his hands up and down your arms to try and distract you, but your mind was too focused on the fact that you’d escaped death, again.

“Ashton!” Luke called loudly, a tinge of panic in his own voice.

Ashton practically crashed through into your door and his face was ashen as he took in your state, a look of relief followed by concern filling his features. He clambered onto the bed, his hands cupping your face gently. When you didn’t flinch away, he ducked his head to catch your eyes.

“Slow deep breaths sweetheart. We’ve got you.” It took you a while before you could finally focus on Luke’s hands which were still rubbing your arms gently.

“How’s your sense of smell?” Ashton teased as he noted that you were fighting to keep your breathing under control.

“Smell you and Luke, favourite smell.” You muttered and he grinned. You closed your eyes for a moment, leaning into his touch and he let his thumb brush across your cheeks in comfort.

“What happened?” Despite the question being directed at you, you knew that Ashton was also asking Luke.

“A nurse from the hospital phoned I think. They explained about the blood tests they’d run. Apparently their kidneys were failing when they’d gone in, but not enough to alarm the hospital staff or get them rushed to intensive care.” His voice was calm and you needed that. 

You knew that Ashton understood what he wasn’t saying, but also you weren’t too sure if you could voice it properly without crying.

“Come here sweetheart.” Ashton’s tone brokered no arguments and you moved so that you were cradled in his lap, his back resting against the headboard. Luke was nestled as close as possible.

“Part of me knew something was wrong, but, not that.” You whispered finally. Ashton made a soothing sound as you let your head rest on his shoulder, face pressed into his neck.

“It’s one thing to guess, it’s another thing to be told, love. You’re allowed to cry because it’s a frightening thing to be told.” His voice was one of reason and you finally let it out, allowing them both to comfort you as you processed what had been said.

He wasn’t wrong. It was one thing to guess, but to be told that your kidneys had started failing once more, it was frightening.

Neither of them moved away from you as you got it off your chest. You couldn’t pin how long had passed until you finally took a steadying breath, lifting your head from Ashton’s neck. Luke was first to move, his thumb wiping the tear tracks and you gave him a weak smile.

It dawned on you then that Ashton had been on a live.

“Ash, I’m sorry.” You finally whispered and he gave you a confused look.

“What are you sorry for? You’ve got nothing to be sorry for.” He murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“The live you were doing...” You trailed off and he shrugged.

“They’ll get over it. You’re more important and we’re doing more radio interviews on the live so it doesn’t matter.” He muttered and you didn’t push, relaxing in his hold. Luke glanced at the clock and gave you a gentle smile.

“My turn to make lunch. Nothing cooked unfortunately, but I make a damn good sandwich.” He teased playfully which made you giggle, a sigh escaping your lips as he left after giving you both gentle kisses.

“Just think, tomorrow we can take you out for a short walk.” 

“Freedom.” You muttered deadpan, making him laugh as his lips found yours.

“Even for half an hour, it’ll help. Home stretch now.” You mustered up a smile for him before stretching your legs out and he moved with you, his arms not quite leaving your body.

“Am I not allowed to lie down?” You queried and he shook his head, a playful grin on his lips as he pulled you flush against his body, his lips finding your neck.

“No, all mine to have and feast on.” The cackle like laugh that he let off had you giggling as he blew a raspberry on your skin. This earned a squeal from you, laughing as he rocked you back and forth. “No one can take you from me!” 

You were still laughing when Luke returned with three plates, an amused grin on his lips as he raised an eyebrow.

“Save me Lu! Ash is gonna feast on me!” You shrieked again as he blew another raspberry into your neck, the ticklish sensation making you laugh as he held you tightly. 

Luke set the plates down before climbing on the bed, his lips curving into a smirk, making you pause.

“Can I feast with you Ash?” And you groaned as Ashton laughed as Luke straddled the both of you, his body causing the three of you to fall back onto the bed, effectively trapping you between the two of them as Luke left gentle kisses along your neck and you held back your moan, knowing that if he started to pull at the skin you were a goner.

Pulling back, he had a cheeky grin on his lips and you groaned as Ashton laughed.

“You two are the worst. Let me eat, you monsters!” You cried out playfully, making them both laugh as Luke shifted himself off you to get the plates once more and Ashton loosened his hold on your waist.

The rest of the day passed quietly, Ashton had apologised for having to ditch and the three of you settled watching movies long into the early hours of the morning.

Despite the lack of sleep, you were still up early excited that you were finally allowed to go for a walk today, and both of them laughed at your excitement.

Once you were dressed, they followed your lead and got ready. And then you were out of the building and the fresh air felt glorious, even if there was a spattering of rain. You didn’t care.

You led them both to a small pathway that led to the river that ran through the town, the edge of the river filled with cherry blossom trees. Both of them were taking as many photos as they could and you couldn’t hide your smile if you tried. 

Ashton managed to get a nice selfie of the three of you under one of the trees and before long, you realised that the half an hour had gone by and you were beginning to struggle, your legs becoming a little bit shaky. 

But it didn’t deter from the fact that you’d been able to go out for a walk and enjoy it. Both Luke and Ashton could see the immediate difference.

“We’ll go out every day and stay an extra five minutes longer. Build you up. How does that sound?” Ashton asked as you walked up the driveway, arm in arm with the both of them.

“That sounds good. Onwards and upwards from here and I am so going to kick your butts at Mario Kart now.”  

Their laughter rang around the empty drive as you reached the building and you felt much more positive with them by your sides.

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[honeyedlashton]

• 💖 • 🤍 • 💙 •

It’s late at night and Luke’s on the couch. He is half-asleep, half-focused on the tv playing The Simpsons quietly into the dark living room. Footsteps pad across the floor from the bedroom, and there Ashton appears at the end of the couch. Immediately, Luke notices the distinct leopard print pattern of their big fuzzy throw blanket normally at the foot of their bed is now draped around his shoulders. Ashton himself is all messy curls and facial hair in the bluish light of the cartoon. Luke doesn’t know if it’s his eye strain or his imagination, but the ambient light from the kitchen gives him a glow. He swears he could see starbeams around Ashton’s figure.

“I’m scared of the dark,” Ashton hums with the corners of his lips turning up ever-so-slightly.

Luke looks up at the handsome man, and without even a second thought he opens his own blanketed arms to allow Ashton inside his bundle of warmth. “C’mere.”

Ashton immediately accepts the invite. Before Luke knows it, the older man is lying on his chest watching the show. Ashton comically shifts around so he’s more comfortable, and the giggle bubbles up from Luke’s chest till he’s grinning and moving Ashton with every little chuckle. When it grows still, he tenderly reaches out to play with Ashton’s hair, no longer concerned with watching the screen.

Instead, Luke is feeling the weight of his boyfriend when he breathes. He’s measuring his skull with his own fingertips as the chosen unit of distance—though he’s lost count several times. He’s imagining kissing the sleepy man with his tousled hair and his prickly beard. He imagines the low hum he’d get from him if they did kiss. The butterflies that would explode right from his core at the longing behind Ashton’s sleepy noises. The slow drowsy way their lips would move together over the low background noise of the show. Luke purses the leftovers of his smile into a fond pout at the idea.

The credits are rolling on the episode before Ashton’s weight shifts. He looks up to Luke with that same trying-not-to-smile smile. Luke can see stars in Ashton’s eyes anytime he spoke to him, but especially in softer light like this. “As much as I love a good Sideshow Bob episode, I’d rather be kissin on you in that big ol’ bed of ours.”

Luke broke into a grin. “You read my mind.”

• 💙 • 🤍 • 💖 •

[talkfastromance4]

here, have a sprinkle of some lashton thoughts)basically a big clustefuck of my mind):

sidenote: discusses a low point and depressive tendencies. i’m not quite sure where this came from but please, feel free to pass it up. 

worlds of words are being created from each end of the house, music notes tie them together in new sounds of shattering hearts towards an uplifting crescendo of dreams come true. Luke is in one room strumming and scribbling away while Ashton is tapping and humming along to the music of colors floating in his mind. it’s been like this for a solid three weeks and while you love the creativity ebbing and flowing from them, it’s taken away from your own personal time with them. 

are you being a teensy selfish? maybe. are you extremely jealous when one of them wanders into the other’s room to create something together and you’re left outside of the door? extremely so. 

this morning started out like any other, Ashton’s fingers tracing your face lightly while Luke rubs your back until you’re awake. Soft kisses and ‘good morning’s’ are exchanged in sleepy voices and just when you’re about to really cuddle, they leave you claiming it’s time for breakfast. 

grumbling and mumbling a few choice words towards their retreating backs, you fold yourself back into the sheets. you’re surrounded by the smell of both Luke and Ashton, the closest you’ve been to them lately, leftover aftershave. 

you hear them tinker downstairs, quiet chatter and a few laughs float up over your quilt covered head. after a few minutes you hear them shuffle back upstairs. they’re talking of their schedules for the day then calls your name. you breathe shallowly under the blanket, silently begging one of them to tear the bedding away. 

“let’s let her sleep, she’s been tossing and turning a lot lately,” luke says.

“wonder why that is?”

“dunno, she’ll come find us when she wakes up.”

defeated and crushed, you continue to listen as they head to their respective rooms. have you really been tossing and turning in your sleep? you’re in a weird mood that has no name and you’re surprised when tears spring in your eyes when they left you in bed all alone. then you become angry because you should just tell them what’s going on but...you can’t. 

why? you wish you knew.

the tears keep flowing until the saltwater drifts you on the ocean of sleep and the world fades away. 

the next time you wake your eyes are puffy, your nose a little stuffy and you’re hot. you kick the bedding off you, cool air smacking your face and you roll over to ashton’s side of the bed where your phone is. you slept for nearly four hours and have multiple texts from ashton and luke. 

breakfast is on the counter, lovie

coffee is still hot in the pot, angel

what are your plans for the day?

come find me when you’re awake

how about chinese for dinner?

luke wants chinese, what do you think?

they texted you in succession every hour, but you didn’t feel like responding and just read through them all. sighing, you roll back over to luke’s side staring out the window. the leaves shake in the breeze and a flock of birds fly overhead. you land on the photo of the three of you at some party. you’re sat in the middle, legs crossed and leaning into Luke’s back while still also being curved into Ashton as well. their hands are joined on top of your knee, your smiles radiant and shining with love and comfort. 

you slip off the bed to use the toilet, wash your face and brush your teeth. your face is still splotchy from your tears, your stomach grumbles but you head back into bed anyway. 

something is hollowing in your chest as you gaze at the ceiling, you’re still unsure what mood this is but you let it consume you. the best way out is through and you don’t want to bug them with your inane influx of emotions. 

somehow you end up falling asleep again and the door handle turning is what awakens you. peering over your shoulder, you peek to see Ashton enter with Luke very close behind. Both of their brows are furrowed and you can sense their anxiety.

“you’ve been up here all day,” ashton says falling next to you. he pushes hair away from your face to look at your eyes. “have you been crying?”

“crying?!” luke asks as you bury your face in the mattress. you feel him dip on your other side. “why are you crying? what hurts?”

you shake your head as more tears well up, wetting the sheets as you feel their hands in your hair and on your back, then on your legs as if inspecting to find a broken bone or cut. 

“angel, talk to us please. what’s happened?” ashton asks softly by your ear. 

“how can we help?”

you cry more, guilt washing over you as you don’t deserve their concern. you brought this on yourself, not speaking up in the first place. they’ll hate you for being so selfish.

“we could never hate you, lovie,” luke says trying to lift your head from the bed. 

had you said that out loud? when it becomes hard to breathe, you lose your own fight by flipping over, hair clinging to your tear stained face. they both wipe at your tears and dab at your nose as you gasp for breath. 

“shh, shh, it’s okay, you’re all right,” ashton hushes cradling your head against his arm. luke takes your hand in his giving it a kiss and places his other hand on the inside of your thigh. the tickle of his fingers helps calm you down, but only slightly. 

“I feel...” your eyes follow the fan above rotating, trying to find the right words. “i feel lonely. like i’m not here, you’re both in your rooms writing and singing which is wonderful but i’m out here everyday in my own world. watching tv, cleaning, reading, sitting outside and i’m alone and i feel selfish for thinking that. but i also feel weird...i’m in a mood that’s just...odd and i didn’t know i was tossing and turning or if i was even sleepy while i slept all day. i’m feeling nothing and everything.” the words vomit out of your mouth, they don’t even make sense to you so how would they understand? 

Luke sighs then changes position to lay his head on your stomach, his baby blues peer up at you sadly. 

“we have been pretty busy with our writing, haven’t we?”

“I’m sorry, angel,” ashton rubs your cheek. “we never meant to do that. we always want to spend time with you, you lighten up our life so much.”

“I should have brought this up weeks ago,” luke says, “you’ve been tossing nearly every night. that’s not like you and i should’ve realized--we’ll make it up to you. tonight and tomorrow we’re all yours. no music writing.”

“I don’t want to take you away from that,” you cry as a new set of tears spill over.

“no, no, no, don’t think like that,” ashton says, “we need to find a balance and we were spiraling down a creative hole with no way of knowing where we’ll end up. you’re our balance.”

“but i’m so unbalanced right now,” you mumble looking between the two of them. they smile at your little quip.

“so are we,” luke kisses your tummy. “let’s figure it out together.” 

“you can always come to us and tell us what you’re feeling, we’ll understand and if we don’t, we’ll try to.” ashton kisses your temple. 

“we love you,” luke says inching up to press a kiss to your cheek. he keeps kissing your face until you’re laughing at the tickle of his scruff.

you hide your head in ashton’s chest, his arms pull you close and then you feel luke sidle up behind you. his arm moves around you as he spoons you, his face tucked into your neck. 

“I love you guys, too,” you say. 

“how about we take a beat in the hot tub, let the bubbles remove our stress. we’ll talk everything out,” ashton suggests. 

“that sounds nice,” you sigh but close your eyes to the sound of his heart. you feel luke’s heartbeat as well, you’re surrounded by a symphony of love. “can we stay for a little while longer?”

“anything you want.”