can you do "quit stealing all the pillows" with calum? please and thank you!
B1“Quit stealing all the pillows”
Calum Hood seems to have a bazaar talent of turning even the smallest of gatherings into a wild party. It was just many of the little quirks that attracted you to him. Tonight’s little birthday celebration for your mutual friend, Michael had been no exception to Hood’s special little gift...
It had started as a few casual drinks at a quiet bar, but as always, once Calum showed up, things had escalated and the small group of you had wound up taking things back to Luke’s apartment after the bar had closed.
A lot of dancing and drinking games had ensued but somehow, throughout the chaos, your lingering crush for the boy that everyone called ‘the life and soul of the party’ had endured.
You know that it could be just your tipsy brain playing tricks on you, but over the course of the evening, you’ve been increasingly convinced that Calum just might like you back. He’d definitely paid you more attention tonight than he ever has before, the two of you had shared plenty of flirtatious glances, lingering touches and when Calum had dragged you off of the sofa to dance with him, he’d held you close, moving in a gentle but sexy way that you can only perceive as seductive.
Unfortunately, the moment you’d chosen to try and ramp up your own flirting, was ruined when the birthday boy had thrown up all over Luke’s living room carpet. The youngest friend’s inevitable tantrum over the incident had pretty much put an abrupt end to the night’s celebration.
By the time the few remaining guests had helped to clean up the mess, time had crept well into the early hours of the morning. Luke had welcomed you all to stay for what remained of the night, but unfortunately Ashton had been the quickest to claim the only available bed in the tiny spare room and since Michael was passed out in the sofa. That now left you and Calum to fight over the little pile of blankets and pillows Luke had left for you to try and make the floor as comfortable as possible.
“I’m an expert at making blanket nests.” Calum proclaims, scooping up the bundle and dropping it unceremoniously into a heap in the centre of the small room. “Why don’t I do that whilst you change for bed, yeah?”
There’s something mildly suspicious about the determination in Calum’s voice but you’re reluctant to call him out on it because of the charming smile he shoots you as he hands over one of the old, oversized t-shirts Luke had left for you both to sleep in.
“Okay, thanks...” you smile gratefully, taking the shirt he offers you before traipsing to the bathroom. As you change, you catch a glimpse of your reflection in the smudgy little mirror above the sink. Your lips are curved into a wistful smile and you know that Calum is the only reason for that.
The smile falters a little when you realise that you’re about to be sleeping in fairly close proximity to the man you’ve been lusting after for quite some time. For a moment, you contemplate keeping your jeans on to sleep, suddenly very self conscious of the fact that Calum’s about to see you wearing very little clothing.
Eventually your desire to be comfortable wins out, though and you compromise only by keeping your underwear on beneath Luke’s t-shirt.
When you return to the living room, you’re mildly surprised to see that Calum’s actually succeeding in making a comfortable looking blanket nest out of the measly few covers that Luke had left for you both to use. What’s even more surprising though, is the the fact that the single cozy little make-shift bed is clearly meant for you both to sleep in.
“You don’t mind, do you?” Calum asks as though he’s just read your mind. “It’s just that Luke didn’t really leave us enough to make two comfortable sleeping arrangements, so I thought that maybe we could share?”
You nod silently as you look up towards Calum’s voice. He’s standing in the doorway between the living room and the kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of loose shorts and tiny smirk.
“I promise I’ll keep my hands to myself...” He shrugs. “If that’s what you want of course?”
You manage to muster the strength to roll your eyes, despite the inevitable blush that must be colouring your cheeks right about now. “I’ll share with you but seeing as we’re not going to be sleeping alone, you probably should keep your hands to yourself, yeah...” you reply, shooting a glance at Michael, who’s now laying on his front, snoring pretty loudly.
Calum pouts and you’re pretty sure he’s barely joking when he mutters “Michael fucking owes me big time...” as he drops down into the pile of covers and pillows he’d created. He shuffles over so that there’s space for you before he asks you to turn out the light.
You comply before navigating your way over to where Calum has his arm outstretched, ready to help you the last few steps. When your finger close around his you’re pretty glad about how dark it is in Luke’s living room, knowing that your expression would have fully given away how gone for Calum you actually are.
It takes you a moment to gently lower yourself into the blankets, ensuring you don’t accidentally elbow your crush in the balls or something.
As soon as your comfortable, Calum shifts around, apparently trying to get a little closer to you but he somehow manages to pull a pillow from beneath your head.”
“Hey...” you grumble quietly. “Quit stealing all the pillows.” You nudge Calum in the shoulder, playfully reprimanding him before trying to retrieve the stolen pillow.
“I’m just trying to make this little blanket nest as comfortable as possible.” He whispers, just loudly enough for you to hear over Michael’s snoring. “So if you want this pillow, you’ll have to snuggle a bit closer to me, I’m afraid.”
The shameless flirting on Calum’s part somehow gives you the confidence to take your own up a notch. “Well that’s very presumptuous of you to think I want to be pressed that closely to you, Hood.” You ensure that your smirk is evident in your voice, though, not wanting him to feel as though he’s overstepped a boundary.
“I’m sorry...” Calum mutters, gently pulling you closer so they your head is resting on the pillow he’d deliberately dislodged you from. “I definitely don’t want to be presumptuous, I guess I was just hoping you wanted to press that hot body against me.”
Your tipsy brain struggles to comprehend that Calum Hood just called you hot. The difficulty of that small task is further intensified by the sudden realisation that the very tip of Calum’s nose is touching yours. The two of you are practically breathing the same air as Calum reaches up to touch your cheek gently. “I was really hoping to finally kiss you tonight.” He whispers. “I wasn’t kidding when I said that Michael owes me. Tonight was supposed to end with me having at least asked you on a date, not trapped in Luke’s tiny living room with you and being unable to do anything about it because of my stupid drunken friend.” He tacks a tiny giggle on the end of his sentence but you can tell he’s a bit frustrated by the turn of events.
You drape one arm over his waist to pull his body closer to yours. “I don’t see any reason why tonight can’t end with you kissing me.” You whisper gently.
The inevitable kiss that follows is surprisingly soft and gentle. You’d always imagined that Calum’s kissing style would be much more lustful and urgent. The sweet way that his lips move against your definitely doesn’t lack passion, though and it’s every bit as mind blowing as you’d imagined it would be. He tastes of beer and there’s definitely a faint hint of smoke from the cigarette you’d seen him smoking out of Luke’s kitchen window a few hours ago. It’s just so ‘Calum’ and you’re already intoxicated by it.
When Calum finally pulls away you find yourself chasing his lips, not ready to end the kiss yet. He chuckles lightly as he gives in, pecking your lips gently with his own a few more times.
“I really hope that next time we do that, it’s not to the sound of Michael’s fucking snoring.” Calum smiles, stroking your cheek with the pad of his thumb again.
“You’d better ask me on that date then.” You prompt, tracing your fingertips lightly over the skin of his bare back.
Smiling even wider, Calum asks “do you wanna go for dinner with me sometime?”
You nod, trying not to betray just how eager you are to accept the invitation. “I’d like that.”
Calum grins widely into the next kiss he pressed to your lips before he settles down into his pillow. “I promise that it’ll end better than this.” He giggles.
You humour him with a casual “I’ll hold you to that...” even though you can’t imagine anything making you much happier than being this close to Calum.
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