Rami-  You sighed, being totally, and utterly relaxed, and you skimmed your fingers over the water, while you sat in the hot bath.

You were covered in bubbles from head to toe, as it was a bubble bath. Around you laid your favorite scented candles, and relaxing music playing in the background. You tapped your fingers on the water to the beat, keeping time.

You spent more time in the bath relaxing and listening to the music than actually getting clean, which you found funny. You chuckled to your thoughts and drifted to a soft sleep.

About twenty minutes later you woke up to the sound of pounding at the door. Your senses came flooding back, which made you shiver when you realized the water turned cold.

"(Y/N)!!!"

You leaned forward and turned the hot water back on, letting the tub best up again.

"Come in!" You shouted over the rushing water.

You heard the handle click as it turned, which made you gather up more bubbles over your body to hide yourself.

The door swung open, revealing your boyfriend Rami.

You sighed, worried that it was somebody else. "Oh hey, Rami."

"(Y/N)!" He shouted, running up to the tub with his arms out.

"Careful Rami, " you laughed, flicking some bubbles at him.

"I will, " he smiled, sitting on the edge of the tub. "How are you?" He giggled, fidgeting with his legs, and tapping his fingers on the tub.

You rose an eyebrow, wondering what was wrong with him, but you kept it to yourself. "I'm fine thanks... How are you?"

"I'mmmm drunnnnk!" He threw his hands up into the air, then started wiggling them like he was some sort of inflatable standing in front of gas stations.

You laughed shaking your head, flicking some bubbles at Rami. "Goodness, what am I going to do with you, Rami?"

"No... I believe the question is...." Rami tried sprawling out on the edge of the tub, but before you could stop him, he fell into the tub, sending water everywhere, leaving him totally drenched. "Shit."

"So is the question shit?" You laughed, hardly able to breathe because of your very drunk boyfriend.

"No...." He laughed too, splashing some bubbles on to you. "The question is... Is that do you know how sexy you are?" He pointed at you, then jabbed his finger to the center of your chest, which made you chuckle.

"Thanks, Rami. "

"You're welcome, my love." He smirked at you and leaned in to give you a kiss, which you leaned back in to, kissing him.

Gwilym-  You stood in the kitchen preparing food for you and Gwilym, trying to make a romantic gesture to your boyfriend. You were making spaghetti at the moment, which wasn't too hard to make, but it was considered 'fancy' anyway.

You went to the pantry and pulled out a box of spaghetti noodles, taking them out, then broke all of the noodles in half with your hands, dropping them into the pot of boiling water.

You made your way to the fridge to get your hamburger meat out, but before you could do so, the doorbell had rung.

Ding dong!

You groaned and quickly shuffled across the wooden floors, making your way over to the door. You unlocked it and let the door swing open, revealing your boyfriend, Gwilym Lee.

"Gwil?" You asked, wondering why he was home so early.

He smirked at you, swaying back and forth on his feet. "Hellloooo (Y/N). How is my lovely girlfriend?"

You ignored his question looking down at your watch to check the time, but it was only four in the afternoon. Usually he was home around six or seven. "Gwil, how come you're home so early?"

"Oh..." He pursed his lips, giggling. "I um, I just wanted to come see you, my dear. "

You crossed your arms, not believing your ears, nor your eyes. "Come inside, drunkie."

His smug expression changed to a quick 'sorry' one. His eyes looked down on the floor while shoving his hands in his pockets.

You, on the other hand, were mad. You tried making a nice, romantic meal for both of you, but Gwil had decided to come home drunk. You stormed to the kitchen turning the stove off, and grabbed the pasta with some hot pads and dumped the noodles into the garbage disposal in the sink.

"Love? Are you alright?" He asked dumbfoundedly. It's as if he had no clue why you were mad.

You sighed, turning the garbage disposal off. You placed your hands on your hips trying to keep your sanity. "Am I alright?" You mocked him, finger quoting. "No! Do I look alright? I stormed off into the kitchen because you're drunk!" You groaned, covering your face with your hands.

Gwilym was about to say something, but you huffed crossing your arms. "You know... I tried making a nice gesture to you, for us. I was making spaghetti for dinner tonight, and I thought it would be nice. Hell, I even bought wine!" You pointed to the brand new wine bottle sitting on the wine rack. "I mean, what were you even doing before four o'clock?! Why are you even day drinking?! Are you an alcoholic?! Gwilym, if you're day drinking before four o'clock because of our relationship, or because of me, please tell me-"

You tried to keep rambling on, but you panicked and burst into tears. What if Gwilym was cheating on you? Were you not good enough for him? Why would he do such a thing? Negative thoughts raced through your mind until Gwilym came up to hug you. He pulled you close, wrapping his arms around your waist, and he kissed the top of your head.

"(Y/N), there is nothing to worry about. Our relationship is fine. You," he pulled you apart from him, wiping your tears away with his thumb. "You are fine. Always were. I love you dearly."

You sniffed, nodding. "Okay. I trust you, Gwil."

He smiled. "Good. It was Joe's birthday, so we went out and got some food, and well, we got drinks too."

You laughed. "Okay. I love you."

"I love you too." He pulled you close to him, giving you a long, passionate kiss. "More than anything."

Joe-   You were currently cleaning your house, going from room to room, cleaning your hours away.

You were currently vacuuming the living room, listening to music on your headphones, and tapping to the drums on the vacuum. It was currently Dragon Attack by Queen, but just as you were about to finish, you heard shouting coming from behind you, so you turned the vacuum off and paused your music on your headphones to see who was disrupting your cleaning streak.

You huffed. "Yes, Joe?"

The adorable small man smiled at you when you finally heard him."I've only been calling your name for about three minutes now."

You chuckled. "Sorry, I was cleaning. What do you need?" You crossed your arms to lean against the couch that was nearest to you.

Joe was wearing his brown leather jacket, a dark blue navy shirt underneath, jeans, and black converse. His hair was matted down from it being wet, and his jacket had spots all over it from being in the rain, and his jeans were darker than normal from being soaked, and he stood there looking very cold with his hands placed behind his back. He didn't look like he was enjoying being wet, but he didn't do anything about it either.

"Wait, Joe, where were you?" You asked, now realizing he was basically soaked from head to toe.

"Uh, out, " he finished quickly, smiling very brightly, all of his teeth were showing.

"Okay, " you laughed, giving him a quick kiss. But just as you pulled away, you tasted alcohol on his lips. "Joe... Were you out drinking?"

He chuckled. "Uh... Yeah." When Joe was drunk, he was usually very honest and giddy. He acted as if he had just drunk twenty cans of the Monster energy drink.

You rolled your eyes. "Okay, well I'm going back to work now." You were going to put your headphones back on, but Joe stopped you.

"Wait! Wait, " he paused, suddenly getting nervous. "I have something for you."

You nodded, crossing your arms again. "Okay."

He breathed, removing his arms from behind his back, revealing three yellow dandelions, the ones that popped up like weeds in your garden. "I picked a few flowers for you."

You laughed taking the weeds and nodded your head in gratitude. "Thank you, Joe, I appreciate it."

"They're precious, just like you, " he smiled softly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

You smiled back cheekily, wondering how in the world you got stuck with Joe. "Thanks, " you laughed, pulling him in for another kiss.

"I loooove you," he sang in between the kiss, wrapping his arms around you while swaying back and forth.

"I love you too."

"Good!" He kissed the top of your head. "Good, good. That's fantastic. Because if you didn't love me, then, well, we might have some issues."

You shook your head, laughing, then pulled him in for another kiss, knowing that you really knew you loved him, even if he was drunk.

Ben-  Your New Years Eve party had just ended, and Ben was drunk out of his head. You were currently shoving pizza boxes in trash bags and chucking beer bottles and cans away too. Ben was trying his best to help, but he just kept getting distracted.

"I've gottttt anotherrr cannnnn (Y/N)!" He picked up one can off of the floor, which was surrounded by five others.

"Great, can you pick up the five other ones that surround it too?" You sighed, grabbing a broom to sweep the confetti off of the floor, and into a broom pan.

"Cannnn doooo!" He slurred, reaching down to grab more cans, but he couldn't seem to grab hold of them.

You dropped the broom and set the trash bag you carried in your hands and made your way over to help out Ben.

"Hey! I said I got it!" He assured you, almost stumbling to the floor.

You shook your head. "Well it certainly doesn't look like it."

"Well it cerrrtainly doesn't look like it," he finger quoted, mocking you in a real nasally tone. "I can do it."

"No, you can't." You swooped all of the cans up and turned around and placed them inside the trash bag.

"Hey, Ben, why don't you just go on to bed? I'll be there in a second after I finish cleaning up." You felt like you were taking care of a five-year-old.

"Will do!" He exclaimed, then turned around to head to your guy's bedroom.

The rest of the night you cleaned by yourself, muttering things to yourself, and humming songs that were stuck in your head.

Finally, you finished and made your way to the room. When you got there, you undressed and slipped into your pajamas. You turned around and saw Ben sound asleep and under the covers. You smiled and carefully tread your way over to your side of the bed. You slowly slipped underneath the covers careful not to wake him.

Unfortunately, you did wake him, and his eyes fluttered open. He smiled when you lied down next to him.

"Hey there beautiful, " he yawned, stretching his rather large arm over you, which was bare as he was missing his shirt. When he touched you, his arm was freezing, which sent chills down your spine.

"Hi Ben, " you smiled, kissing his temple, letting him wrap his arms around you.

Ben groggily tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear and smiled at you.

"What is it?" You yawned, curious as to why he was still awake.

"This."

Ben rolled over on top of you trying to make himself look smooth, but he did the opposite of that. When he tried rolling over, he rolled too far and fell off of the bed, landing on several objects on the floor.

"Ow..." You heard him groan in pain.

You couldn't help yourself but laugh, really enjoying Ben making a fool of himself.

"It's not funny!" He groaned, his mouth muffled as he lay faced to the carpet.

You continued laughing, insisting that it was.

"Stooooop!" He chuckled, now laughing too.

As soon as you gathered yourself, you pointed at Ben. "See! It is funny!"

"Whateverrrr."

You sat up on the bed, looking down at him, admiring his back muscles. Sure, he was one good-looking man, but most of the time you weren't sure if he was weird or it was just his personality.

"Will it make you feel better if I joined you on the floor?" You asked, your eyes wandering his body.

"Please do."

He chuckled, stepping down on the floor beside him, then sat down next to him. "I'm here."

He turned his head to face you and smiled when he saw you. "Lay down with me."

You nodded, doing as he said to do. "Well, I'm here."

He kissed your lips, sighing as he did so. "I love you, a lot, a lot, " he mumbled sleepily.

"I love you too."

"Good... Good night (Y/N)."

"Good night Ben."

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(A/N) Btw I published a new book called, "You Take My Breath Away," and its based in the 80's. I think a lot of your would be interested. Go check it out! I have the prologue published, but I'll publish Chapter 1 in the morning. :)