I know that in real life they would never have just two days to prepare for a tour and shit, but I just made it like this so it was sudden and a surprise :)
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Ashton: You were out for a walk with Jessica when he got the phone call about the two week tour and when you got home, you found him sitting on the couch, arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the blank screen. “Ash?” you asked quietly, “Are you okay?” Sighing, he looked up at you, smiling at his little girl in your arms, “I…I got a call earlier and the boys and I, we’re going on tour.” You smiled and took a seat down beside him, “Really? Ashton, that’s great!” He shrugged and sat back on the couch, “Yeah, I guess.” You frowned, letting Jessica climb onto his lap, “Hey, I thought you’d be excited.” He sighed quietly to himself again, “Yeah, it is but I…I don’t want to leave you two.” Smiling slightly, you rest your head on his shoulder. “It’s for two weeks,” he whispered, allowing Jessie to pull at his hair, “I know that it isn’t long, but it’s going to feel like it when I’m away from both of you.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek, “Well, I have to say that I’ve been preparing myself. I mean, we can’t keep you to ourselves forever, can we?” He turned to look at you, “You could if you wanted to.” You shook your head and squeezed his arm, “You love what you do. Besides, what kind of wife would I be if I didn’t support you? Go and we’ll be fine.” He then smiled slightly, leaning in to press his forehead against yours.
Calum: "Tour?" you mumbled, "W-well how long is it for?" He informed you that it was going to be two weeks. "How am I gonna cope on my own?" you asked, "Cal, I can’t handle them when the two of them are crying! Let alone anything else!" He shushed you, wrapping his arms around you so he could rest his chin on the top of your head, "Hey, relax.I’m going to ask if you and the boy’s can come with us." Pulling away, you scoffed, "Yeah, I’m sure that’s going to be allowed." He rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone anyway. While he was on the phone, you sat down on the couch. It was obvious that you wouldn’t be going on tour, two babies on a tour bus sounded like a toxic combination. You were starting to worry now. If you only had the one baby, maybe you’d be a bit more calm but you didn’t. You had two. Calum hung up and sat down beside you with a loud sigh. You rest your head on his shoulder, "Go." He looked down at you with a confused expression, "What about you and the twins?" You shrugged, "I’m sure I can get some help. Besides, I need to learn how to do this on my own. This isn’t going to be the only tour you’ll be going on, will it?" Shaking his head, he wrapped his arm around you, "I want you to come." You smiled slightly, leaning up to kiss his forehead, "You know it wouldn’t be practical. And the twins would keep you guys up, you know how unpredictable they can be." He let out a small laugh and kissed you softly, mumbling a thank you against your lips.
Luke: He came home from a meeting, slamming the front door behind him, which startled both you and little Darren, who was playing on the floor with his stuffed tiger that the boys had gotten him. “Luke!” you exclaimed, rushing to the bottom of the stairs as he climbed up them quickly, “Luke what’s wrong?” You let out a loud sigh as he didn’t answer you, instead you heard the door to your bedroom shut. “Okay then.” you mumbled. Returning into the living room, you picked Darren up, “Let’s go see what’s wrong with daddy, shall we?” At the top of the stairs, you could hear Luke muttering to himself from inside your bedroom so you slowly pushed the door open and you found him sitting at the edge of the bed. “Sorry,” he muttered, not looking up at you, “I didn’t mean to startle the two of you.” He only cracked out a smile when Darren reached for him, eagerly taking the little boy from you and hugging him tightly. “What’s going on?” you asked, resting your hand on his shoulder. “We’re going on tour. In two days.” he muttered, “I told them (Y/N), when you got pregnant, I said I wouldn’t be leaving you until Darren was at least a year old and now…now they say they’ve already got everything booked and such, meaning I can’t get out of it.” He then let out a loud groan. You let out a small laugh, “Honestly, I was expecting them to do this. Luke, they’ve always done it. Remember planning the wedding?” He looked up at you, “So you’re not upset?” Running your hand through his hair, you smiled softly, “Not at you.” His eyes closed, relaxing slightly under your touch, thankful that you were so understanding.
Michael: He had gotten the call when you were at work; he had two days to prepare and tell you. He was in the kitchen when you came home, trying to get Amy to eat the jar of baby food you were trying to introduce her to, since she didn’t seem to be full whenever she just had milk. You pressed a kiss to both their cheeks before going to get your dinner that Michael had put in the microwave. “Have you two had a fun day?” you asked, taking a seat across from him. He nodded, “We took a walk to the supermarket, then to Ashton’s and then…I got a phone call saying that we’re going on tour.” You froze with a forkful of food close to your mouth, “When?” He gave up trying to feed Amy and pulled her into his arms, “Two days.” Your shoulders slumped and you sighed, “Really? That’s great Mikey.” He let out a small chuckle, eyebrows raised, “You don’t have to pretend you’re happy about this. I can read it on your face.” Sighing, you rest your head on your hands, “I knew that things would have to go back to normal sometime. I just didn’t think it’d be this soon.” He smiled softly and reached his free hand across the table, “It’ll be okay. It’s just two weeks.” Nodding, you kissed his hand, “I think I can handle it.”