can you do "quit stealing all the pillows" with calum? please and thank you!
B1âQuit stealing all the pillowsâ
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. Tonightâs little birthday celebration for your mutual friend, Michael had been no exception to Hoodâs 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 Lukeâs 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 âthe life and soul of the partyâ had endured.
You know that it could be just your tipsy brain playing tricks on you, but over the course of the evening, youâve been increasingly convinced that Calum just might like you back. Heâd 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, heâd held you close, moving in a gentle but sexy way that you can only perceive as seductive.
Unfortunately, the moment youâd chosen to try and ramp up your own flirting, was ruined when the birthday boy had thrown up all over Lukeâs living room carpet. The youngest friendâs inevitable tantrum over the incident had pretty much put an abrupt end to the nightâs 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.
âIâm an expert at making blanket nests.â Calum proclaims, scooping up the bundle and dropping it unceremoniously into a heap in the centre of the small room. âWhy donât I do that whilst you change for bed, yeah?â
Thereâs something mildly suspicious about the determination in Calumâs voice but youâre 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.
âOkay, thanks...â 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 youâre about to be sleeping in fairly close proximity to the man youâve 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 Calumâs 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 Lukeâs t-shirt.
When you return to the living room, youâre mildly surprised to see that Calumâs actually succeeding in making a comfortable looking blanket nest out of the measly few covers that Luke had left for you both to use. Whatâs 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.
âYou donât mind, do you?â Calum asks as though heâs just read your mind. âItâs just that Luke didnât really leave us enough to make two comfortable sleeping arrangements, so I thought that maybe we could share?â
You nod silently as you look up towards Calumâs voice. Heâs standing in the doorway between the living room and the kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of loose shorts and tiny smirk.
âI promise Iâll keep my hands to myself...â He shrugs. âIf thatâs what you want of course?â
You manage to muster the strength to roll your eyes, despite the inevitable blush that must be colouring your cheeks right about now. âIâll share with you but seeing as weâre not going to be sleeping alone, you probably should keep your hands to yourself, yeah...â you reply, shooting a glance at Michael, whoâs now laying on his front, snoring pretty loudly.
Calum pouts and youâre pretty sure heâs barely joking when he mutters âMichael fucking owes me big time...â as he drops down into the pile of covers and pillows heâd created. He shuffles over so that thereâs 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 youâre pretty glad about how dark it is in Lukeâs 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 donât 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.â
âHey...â you grumble quietly. âQuit stealing all the pillows.â You nudge Calum in the shoulder, playfully reprimanding him before trying to retrieve the stolen pillow.
âIâm just trying to make this little blanket nest as comfortable as possible.â He whispers, just loudly enough for you to hear over Michaelâs snoring. âSo if you want this pillow, youâll have to snuggle a bit closer to me, Iâm afraid.â
The shameless flirting on Calumâs part somehow gives you the confidence to take your own up a notch. âWell thatâs very presumptuous of you to think I want to be pressed that closely to you, Hood.â You ensure that your smirk is evident in your voice, though, not wanting him to feel as though heâs overstepped a boundary.
âIâm sorry...â Calum mutters, gently pulling you closer so they your head is resting on the pillow heâd deliberately dislodged you from. âI definitely donât want to be presumptuous, I guess I was just hoping you wanted to press that hot body against me.â
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 Calumâs nose is touching yours. The two of you are practically breathing the same air as Calum reaches up to touch your cheek gently. âI was really hoping to finally kiss you tonight.â He whispers. âI wasnât 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 Lukeâs tiny living room with you and being unable to do anything about it because of my stupid drunken friend.â He tacks a tiny giggle on the end of his sentence but you can tell heâs a bit frustrated by the turn of events.
You drape one arm over his waist to pull his body closer to yours. âI donât see any reason why tonight canât end with you kissing me.â You whisper gently.
The inevitable kiss that follows is surprisingly soft and gentle. Youâd always imagined that Calumâs kissing style would be much more lustful and urgent. The sweet way that his lips move against your definitely doesnât lack passion, though and itâs every bit as mind blowing as youâd imagined it would be. He tastes of beer and thereâs definitely a faint hint of smoke from the cigarette youâd seen him smoking out of Lukeâs kitchen window a few hours ago. Itâs just so âCalumâ and youâre 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.
âI really hope that next time we do that, itâs not to the sound of Michaelâs fucking snoring.â Calum smiles, stroking your cheek with the pad of his thumb again.
âYouâd better ask me on that date then.â You prompt, tracing your fingertips lightly over the skin of his bare back.
Smiling even wider, Calum asks âdo you wanna go for dinner with me sometime?â
You nod, trying not to betray just how eager you are to accept the invitation. âIâd like that.â
Calum grins widely into the next kiss he pressed to your lips before he settles down into his pillow. âI promise that itâll end better than this.â He giggles.
You humour him with a casual âIâll hold you to that...â even though you canât imagine anything making you much happier than being this close to Calum.
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