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better left unsaid // cth

chapter two

in which orion has leukemia, and calum doesn’t know.

chapter zero, one

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A Moment's Surprise--Chapter 14

Whether it’s called an accident or the fates of the universe, you and Calum find yourselves taking on the next level of your relationship: parenthood.

Reader (Gender Neutral) X Calum. Multi-chapter Series.

Series Note: Across this series, pregnancy is discussed thoroughly. While I have made this series specifically a reader insert and have done my best to avoid coding for cis women, I am taking this moment to acknowledge that this content may not be suitable for every reader. I want to acknowledge even if I’ve been careful some things (like uteri) are still mentioned and if that causes you discomfort please DO NOT read this. You may keep scrolling (as there is a read more) / skip this series as necessary.

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midnight sky I c.t.h

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a/n; surprise surprise - another cal fic- i just had to write a NYE Cal fic! I couldn’t help myself if I tried! enjoy!

summary; You and Calum attend a New Years Eve party and go outside to see the stars.

pairing; Boyfriend!Calum x You

word count; 890 // warnings; drinking

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The bass made the floors shake as you danced to your favorite song alongside Crystal and Sierra. Your eyes were glued to your boyfriend as he gazed at you as you danced. Sweat slowly dripped down your back while his brown eyes met yours as you felt goosebumps cover your exposed skin.

The song finished and you walked over to him, he smiled at you and met you halfway. "Hey, you."

"Hey handsome, are you having fun?" You asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"I'm having fun watching you dance." He winked while his arms snaked around your waist pulling you closer.

"Think of how much fun you'd have if you danced with me." You smirked, kissing his cheek.

"Babe you know I can't dance." He admitted as a slow song started to play, he chuckled knowing what was going to happen next.

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i feel like your first date with cal would be somewhere low maintenance, like a local cafe you both love, and they serve the most amazing sandwiches. you’d get there during dinner time, leaning on your elbows on the table and leaning into him, invested in what he has to say. you two would be your own little world, it would startle you when the server brought over your food, jumping apart like two teenagers.

before, you hadn’t seen calum in a romantic light; but perhaps it was because you had blinders on. you had never thought of calum like that, because you never imagined of him thinking of you like that. it was all so loud and clear now, the soft brushes calum would give you held more meaning, the way he smiled at you was different than the way he smiled at others.

calum would have insisted to pick you up, but you ended up driving yourself anyways because you wanted to mentally prepare yourself for the date. so afterwards, when he walks you to your car, you turn to tell him goodnight and fall back against the drivers side door, unaware of how close he had gotten. when men surrounded you like he was, you usually felt terrified, unsafe; but calum was safe. he was warm, and the scent of his cologne had your heart racing in the best way. he would place his hand behind your head on the car door, eyes trailing down to your lips before he asked, “would it be alright if i kissed you goodnight?” and you’d be too nervous to give a verbal answer, nodding your head slightly. he would move in slowly, give you time to change your mind, but when his lips would meet yours, it was a totally different feeling than you could have ever imagined. his lips were soft and warm, and it made your body tingle as he cupped your jaw gently.

when you finally break apart, he only backs up enough so he can meet your eyes once again, mumbling, “text me when you get home safely.”

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It’s Not Right But It’s OK

Doesn’t have the ending I want, but I’m sick of looking at it. <3 <3 <3 <3 Boyfriend!Calum w/ a side of Cheater!Calum An arm, attached to the body of the man you loved, weighed on your mid-section as you laid in this king size bed. In an effort to make sure he stayed asleep, you withdrew your body from him slowly, gently placing his arm on the bed once your feet were safe on the ground. After 2 years of resenting him for being a heavy sleeper, you find yourself thankful for the quality in this moment. Not wanting to face him again just yet, you quickly remove yourself from the dark room with windows covered by black-out curtains.

When you stumble into the kitchen, you are met with evidence of a night out. Shot glasses, and liquor bottles decorate the counter-top. It’s easy to spot your shot glass. Not only because it’s got a Princess crown on it, but because it’s the only one with bright pink lipstick on it,

“Your signature color,” Calum had commented, kissing the corner of your mouth when you came to join everyone in the kitchen. He pulled you close with his arms around your waist, whispering into your ear, “There’s only one place I like seeing it more than your lips.”

You had giggled in the moment, playfully nudging him away. You had known exactly what his dirty mind was thinking, and it had made you excited to come home after a night of drinking with his friends. As you stood in the kitchen now, on the morning after, you knew that the dirty sex you had wanted to partake in with your boyfriend hadn’t taken place, instead replaced by an argument.

You found yourself in the ladies room, alone until you were joined by another with similar hair and eyes. Due to the amount of alcohol you had consumed, you complimented her top, a black lace number with red underlay.

When you heard her mumble back, “Your boyfriend loved it on the floor of his hotel room, too,” you asked her to repeat herself, you were taken back when she didn’t back down, instead producing video evidence of your very blonde boyfriend making out with her in what looked like a very public place.

While you knew this video didn’t prove the pair had sex, it did prove that another women had touched the blonde hair you had loved so much. This thought pushed forward the memory of when you first came home to that new hair, giggling and running your hands through it, claiming you had a new boyfriend. ADD DETAIL HERE That had sparked sex in the? In that moment, your memory of sex with Calum didn’t matter. Afterall, this woman was flaunting video evidence of his infidelity in your face as if she wasn’t destroying everything you knew. She instead looked satisfied with herself.

“I just wanted you to know,” she looked at your head tilted to the side, no trace of empathy in her eyes.

Not wanting to give her the satisfaction of seeing you rattled, you smiled back, pit in your stomach, and stupidly prayed that Calum had a good answer for this. You lied through your teeth, “Just started dating him a few weeks ago, and his hair has always been dark. Good to know we’re eskimo sisters,” you laughed harnessing every portion of sober you had, while taking so much effort considering the amount of shots that had already been consumed, “Feels so great to sleep with a popstar, am I right?”

Unsatisfied with her loss, she left the bathroom as your world shattered. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you began to shake, “This can’t be happening.” You shook your head from side to side, hoping something in your world would change. You found yourself praying that the last few moments hadn’t happened, instead wishing you could go back to living in ignorant bliss. Knowing what that truly meant, you found yourself putting your best face on, shuffling back to the booth where you had left everyone. Approaching the table, Calum smiles in your direction.

“Took you long enough. Want another drink?” Calum asked, pulling you close to him with one arm around your waist. He attempted to kiss your temple, but missed when you dodged the gesture, hoping to avoid any contact with him for the rest of the night.

“No drink, thank you,” you stood in a spot between him and Michael, not making eye contact. Never one for conflict in front of others, an effort you both made to save face, Calum didn’t pry but looked confused as he joined a conversation with Luke, and Ash about ordering more shots.

With the knot in your stomach, it was difficult to remain upbeat, so it only took moments for Michael to lean over, asking if you were “OK”. “I’m good,” you had answered, smiling back at him, more to convince yourself than him, which you knew was the sad reality of your life in the moment. Despite the truth you now knew, you were internalizing the worst kind of pain, in an attempt to salvage a good night. Due to his action, you found yourself taking solace in the fact that eventually he too would be in pain, hurt by what you knew.

With a pat on your thigh, Michael turned away with a smile. Looking at the others in the conversation, you had prayed for a good explanation, but your optimism was cut short when you remembered the 6 months following Calum’s blonde hair.

“The rough patch,” you whispered out loud, drawing attention from Calum.

As you stood there in shock, remembering how difficult the months with blonde Calum had been, you recognized the looks of worry on your tablemates’ faces. Following their eyes, you had realized their attention wasn’t on you, but instead behind you. WIthout turning, you suspected that the girl with similar hair and eyes was standing behind you with her black lace shirt, and red underlay. The look on not only Calum’s face, but Ash, Luke, and Michael’s face spoke volumes, confirming what you had hoped wasn’t true.

Calum had cheated on you.

“What are you guys all looking at?” impressing yourself with how well you were holding it together.

Luke and Ashton began opposite sentences, trying to come up with a good story, but neither were successful, so you moved your eyes to Calum’s. He looked as though he was going to be sick. His face was bright red, and he had begun to sweat. You turned to confirm what you suspected, seeing the girl with similar hair and eyes laughing with her friends. After making eye contact, you were aware that you could no longer hide. Stuck in your worst nightmare, in a very public place, you turned back to the members of the table, you made eye contact with Calum, “Who is she?” you asked, voice shaking, directing the question towards Calum.

You no longer cared about the girl with similar hair, and eyes, all that mattered in that moment were the next words that he created, “I don’t know. I’m not sure who she is,” you were disappointed to hear the lie continue, wishing you hadn’t seen what you had, because you wanted to be blinded with love enough to trust him.

You turned to Ashton. He had been your first friend in LA, and the one to introduce you to Calum. At that moment, you could tell by the look in his eyes, that he was begging you not to ask him a word about the girl. This piled hurt onto your heart, confirming what you had feared in the bathroom. His friends, people you had considered your friends knew about his infidelity all along. How had none of them convinced your boyfriend to tell you about it after it happened?

Redirecting the question to the entire table, you hoped one of them would speak up. When they didn’t, you spoke up more, louder this time, “Who is she?” If Calum was unwilling to admit what he had done, you were going to force someone else into it.

It seemed as though time stood still, as seconds passed by, Luke finally spoke up, “She’s a friend of Sierra’s. I’ll go say hi,” you look on in confusion, unsure if it’s a lie. When Luke hugs the girl, it’s confirmed that he does know her. It forces you to wonder if this is how Calum had met her? Through someone you thought to also be your friend, Sierra.

When it became obvious that Luke was asking her a question she didn’t like, her face turned angry, and you saw her look in your direction. Breaking eye contact with her, you had looked to Calum, who had moved his eyes from his drink up to the scene with Luke unfolding. The girl began shouting towards your table, and you felt forced to speak up, to end this before things got out of hand. While your friends continued their deceit, you couldn’t continue falling victim to it.

“Calum,” you hissed, “I know you slept with her. She told me in the bathroom,” you said it loud enough for only him to hear, but could feel the eyes of everyone on you. In another attempt to save face, you sighed loudly, and closed your eyes, blinking back tears in an attempt to take hold of your emotions, and continued, “Please go save your friend. I’ll be outside. I’m going to call an Uber, and if you aren’t there by the time it gets here, I’m going home without you.”

The look on his face spoke volumes about this moment. Luke appeared to be arguing with the girl with similar hair and eyes as you walked by to exit the bar. He looked surprised to see you leaving, and with Calum hot on your tail, you were sure it wouldn’t be long before he knew what was going on.

When you made it outside, you called an Uber, desperate to get out of here before the others made it to you. You immediately felt frustrated recognizing the cameras outside. With sunglasses on your face, you slipped past. You weren’t the one they were after, instead hoping for a photo of any member of 5SOS. As you took your spot on a nearby corner, you took inventory on how you were feeling. Drunk. Sad. Warm. Angry. Broken-hearted. Spiteful. Wishing Calum never exited that bar. Wishing Calum never existed. Wishing you didn’t exist.

A tear slipped down your cheek, as you heard the camera shutter click.. He’d typically wait inside for a car to come, but you knew you hadn’t given him much of an option with your ultimatum inside.

He politely handled the cameras, then came to join you on the corner. He stood close, but didn’t say a word instead taking your lead. You typically found yourself afraid of silence, instead opting for small talk with anyone, but always him. You loved to randomly ask him about his favorites, checking to see if they had changed, but in this moment, you knew you wouldn’t be able to speak without crying, so silence was what you chose. And it spoke volumes.

The silence continued through your shared Uber Ride. It had marked the single most awkward interaction for anyone in the car, including the driver. Never one to let the person who had hurt your feelings see you cry, you were fearful of speaking. Your inner voice was mocking you, reminding you of every insecurity you had ever held while dating a pop-star. That voice reminded you of the unflattering pap photos that had been taken two weeks ago, and the fact that the headline suggested you had gained weight. Had that been why he cheated? The voice accused Calum of being a liar, while your heart continued to hope he wasn’t. What types of words had he said to not only her, but other girls in the dark? Had he spoken the truth or was he lying the entire time?

As you stood in the kitchen of his home, you realized you had been on auto-pilot getting here.

“Babe,” he started the sentence with a pet name, moving closer to you. He attempted to make physical contact with you by touching your shoulders. You dodged his touch, instead pushing your back against the counter top, and crossing your arms. You were shaking with emotion, but you were unsure if it was sadness or anger. You didn’t make eye contact with him, needing to avoid it for fear of crying. He sighed and moved back to his original space across the island from you. He placed his hands on the counter, and looked you in the eyes. You could tell he wasn’t sober, and as he spoke, you could tell he was upset with himself, “It all happened so fast. Things weren’t - ya know, they weren’t going well with us. You wanted me to commit, and I- I was having a hard time with it,” you had moved your eyes to meet his, which he took as a sign to continue, “It’s not right, I know, but when I woke up the next morning, I immediately wanted to tell you, but - but the guys they didn’t think it was right, and so I didn’t, but that morning I knew I didn’t want to lose you so I came home, and ya know, I asked you to move in here, and things got so much better for us.”

For a moment you were beginning to forgive him, but upon his final words, you furrowed your eyebrows, confused.

He was right. It had been a turning point for the couple, it had also been a favorite memory of yours. Every conversation during that tour had been you wanting Calum to really commit. You didn’t want to get married, you didn’t even want to get engaged, you just wanted to quit paying two separate amounts for living spaces. It only made sense to you, spending more time at his house than at yours, meant that when you did try to spend the night at your place, it no longer felt like home. It also felt like the next step to you after a year of dating.

But for Calum he hadn’t been ready. You were unsure why, but you had felt firm in your beliefs, never failing to bring it up no matter where you were at. A romantic weekend in New York, the last time you had seen Calum before he returned home had ended in you choosing to break-up, but deciding against it at the last minute, citing stress of distance as a reason for your ever present annoyance with one another. Boarding separate flights, you had kissed goodbye at a security checkpoint, and vowed to really work on the relationship, but until he returned home from tour, neither of you truly made time for the other. Instead both of you had used work as an excuse, free times never lining up.

On the day he was returning home, you had been anxious in a negative way the entire week. On the day of, you could barely focus, sure you were going to go home and get broken up with, but instead you were surprised when you had returned home to a homemade dinner, followed by hot and dirty oral sex in the middle of the dining room table. When you had asked him what the occasion was, he hadn’t answered, “I’m trying to make up for the fact that I cheated on you”, instead opting for something sexier along the lines of, “I just couldn’t wait to taste you.”

The following days after his return were a whirl wind of hot sex, multiple orgasms, and so many words of affirmation that had caused you to feel terrible for ever doubting that Calum really cared for you. A week into his return home on your first date night since he had come home, he had pushed you against a wall, grabbed your thigh, and pushed himself into you so that his semi was lined up with your core. Excited by his bold move, you had moved to kiss him, but instead he stopped you, placing 1 finger to your lips with a “shhh”. You took a deep breath, and waited for him to continue, “Move in with me.” The words had knocked you into a state of bliss, having wanted him to speak them for months. You answered him with a hot, passionate kiss, pushing against him even harder.

To know now that it was clouded in his mind with the guilt he had felt for cheating was doing no wonders for silencing your inner voice that was continuing it’s assault on your self-esteem. Choosing for you the next words, “Did you ask me to move in because you fucked another girl?”

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quarantine (c.h)

Request: Spending quarantine with your boyfriend Calum and finding out you’re pregnant. You’re nervous about being pregnant with what’s going on in the world, so he comforts you. Ultimate fluff. --------------------

“Good morning, baby,” Calum greets, pressing a gentle kiss against your forehead when he noticed that you were awake.

“Morning,” you murmur, trying to muster up a smile through the nausea that was settling back into your body, even though you’d just woken up.

“How are you feeling? Any better than last night?” He asks, pushing his computer to the side so that he could wrap you in his arms. You instinctively curl into him, humming at the contact.

“I still don’t feel great, but it’s definitely better,” you mumble, relaxing as he started drawing soothing circles in your skin.

“You’re sure you don’t want to go to the doctor,” the concern in his voice causes a lazy smile to form on your face.

“Now isn’t really the best time for a doctors appointment Cal,” you remind him. “I really don’t think it’s anything serious, I’m just not quite feeling a hundred percent. I’m sure it’ll pass in a few days.” ----------------------

Much to your dismay, it didn’t pass in a few days. You went through moments of feeling completely fine, and moments of rushing to the bathroom to throw up. You were completely baffled by the fact that it seemed that all you needed to do to feel better at times was allow yourself to get sick. Calum was a trooper through it. He was always holding your hair back when you were throwing up, or pushing meetings back so that he could cuddle with you in bed to help you relax.

“Yeah, I don’t understand what’s going on,” you sigh into the phone, filling your best friend in on what has been going on. “I feel like such a burden to Calum because he’s constantly taking care of me in some way.”

“Maybe you’re pregnant,” she responds nonchalantly, making the pot you were washing fall from your hands in shock.

“W-What,” you stutter, surprised by her suggestion. “I can’t be pregnant. There’s no way.” You laugh in disbelief, shaking your head at the idea.

“All I’m saying is that what you’re dealing with sounds a whole lot like morning sickness,” she explains matter-of-factly, and you imagine her shrugging her shoulders. “I know that you and Calum aren’t exactly the type to practice abstinence, so it could be a possibility right? Are you late?”

“No, at least I don’t think so,” you huff dismissively, gripping your phone in your hand as you make your way towards Calum’s bedroom to check the date on the Calendar. “It’s the fifteenth, right?”

“No.”

“What do you mean no? Oh my god,” you gasp, your free hand covering your mouth in shock at the realization that you were, in fact, late.

“What? What’s wrong,” she questions, unable to see what was going on.

“I’m late,” you whisper, trying to stay calm as your head spun at the thought that you might actually be pregnant. “Oh my god, what if I’m pregnant.”

“Listen, it’s probably fine. You guys have had scares like this before. I’m sure it’s nothing,” she dismisses calmly in an attempt to bring you some sort of comfort. “Do you have any tests at Calum’s apartment?”

“No, why would I have pregnancy tests lying around Calum’s apartment?” I whisper-shout, an overwhelming amount of stress hitting at once.

“Again, it’s probably nothing but you should probably invest in a few pregnancy tests, just in case.” she suggests, and you nod in agreement. “No matter what happens, I’m here supporting you, and I know that Calum will be too. Try not to worry about it too much, okay?” --------------------

You did worry about it. All you’d been able to do since that phone call was worry about the possibility of being pregnant. As soon as you got off the phone that day, you ordered multiple pregnancy tests from your local drug store online trying to keep from going into public in the midst of a pandemic.

Calum quickly caught on that there was something wrong, but you used the excuse that you still just weren’t feeling quite right. He wasn’t entirely convinced, but he decided not to push it because he didn’t want to upset you further.

A day after you ordered the tests a knock came at the door, tearing your attention from the weekly zoom call you and Calum had with the rest of the band.

“I’ll get it,” you murmur sweetly, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips before sauntering towards the door.

“Good afternoon, I’ve got a delivery for Y/l/n,” the mailman greets, looking down at the package in his hands.

“Thank you so much,” you smile, feeling your stomach drop at what was inside the package. You gingerly take the box from him, wishing him a nice rest of his day, before pulling the door shut. Knowing that you needed to get back to the call before the boys started asking questions, you hid the package in Calum’s bedroom before returning to the couch next to him.

“Who was it, Y/n,” Luke questions, shooting you a bright smile.

“Just the mailman,” you shrug, thankful that they didn’t ask anymore questions. You found yourself zone out throughout the call, unable to really focus on the conversations from that point on. After about ten minutes of listening to the boys talk, you excused yourself telling Calum that you weren’t feeling well again and wanted to lie down. The boys wished you well before you sauntered towards Calum’s room, wanting to get a test over with so that you’d know whether or not you needed to worry. ------------

You stare down at the pregnancy test in shock; unsure how to feel as two lines stare back at you tauntingly. Your jaw drops in disbelief and you choose to take two more tests, unsure of how reliable one tests results would be. Your uncertainty about the results diminishes as the other two support what the first test already told you.

“I-I’m pregnant,” you choke out, tears sliding down your cheeks. Realization settles in even deeper at the words that rolled off of your tongue.

“I’m pregnant,” you whisper, unable to move as panic settled in your chest. The current state of the world came to mind, seemingly paralyzing you at the thought of bringing a baby into the world in the middle of a pandemic. The bathroom seems to spin as irrational scenarios begin rolling through your mind; quiet sobs falling from your lips.

“Babe, are you okay?” Calum asks, softly knocking on the door before walking in at your lack of response. His eyes shoot open when they land on your shaking figure seated on the floor. He rushes to you with a concerned look on his face, dropping on the floor next to you. His movements halt when his eyes meet your own; tears falling from your eyes freely.

“Calum, I think I’m pregnant,” you sniffle, watching him carefully as his expression contorts into one of confusion.

“What,” he murmurs in shock, his eyes trailing to the pregnancy tests in your hands.”You’re pregnant?” His eyes meet yours again before falling back on the tests. He takes them into his hands, studying them, before an excited smile takes over his face.

“We’re having a baby?” his mumbles, tears filling his own eyes as his hand moves to cup your cheek, catching your tears with his thumb. “Babe, I can’t believe this. We’re having a baby!” His excitement matched that of a kid in a candy store as the realization settled in.

You want to smile at how precious he was being, and how he was handling the situation but you couldn’t breathe. Up to this point in the quarantine, you’ve been worried about getting the virus, but now you hold the responsibility of two people and that seems like too much.

“Hey,” he calls, pulling you away from your thoughts. His eyes searching yours for an understanding of what you’re thinking. “This is a good thing, right?”

Guilt began settling in your chest as the excitement in his eyes dissolved at your emotional reaction.

“Yeah, yeah it’s a good thing,” you nod shooting him a genuine smile, attempting to compose yourself.

“Then, what’s wrong?” He breathes, and you take a note to thank him later for being so patient with you.

“I’m really scared, Cal,” you admit, looking down at the pregnancy tests on the floor by your legs. “What if I get sick? I mean, we’re in the middle of a worldwide pandemic! What if the baby gets sick because of me?”

His face softens, a look of understanding crossing his face at your fear for the baby register in his mind. He pulls you into his arms, protectively tucking you in his embrace to help bring you a sense of comfort.

“Listen, I know this is scary and I can’t believe the amount of pressure that you’re probably feeling right now but it’s going to be okay,” he assures you, running his hands up and down your back soothingly. “We’re already quarantined to the apartment, we’re being smart. We’ll just take all of the necessary precautions to keep any of us from getting sick.”

“But what if-”

“Sh,” he shushes you, tilting your head up so that you would look at him. “What if’s are just going to drive you crazy. We’re going to be okay.”

“We’re going to be okay,” you repeat, allowing yourself to relax in his embrace. He gingerly presses a kiss against the crown of your head, before you notice a wide smile take over his face.

“We’re having a baby.” he murmurs into your hair, a few happy tears rolling down his cheeks. You smile at him endearingly, taking his face in your hands.

“We’re having a baby, Calum. You’re going to be a dad,” you gush, wiping his tears away as your own begin to fall. Calum looks down at you and pulls you in for passionate kiss.

“I love you so much. I promise to do everything I can to keep you guys safe,” he sniffles, his hands moving to caress your stomach. “I can’t believe we’re having a baby.”

You spent the rest of the night in awe of Calum and how gently he chose to handle you. He held you close to him all night. His hand constantly drawing comforting circles on your stomach as he murmured encouraging words in your ear and talked about how excited his family would be about the baby. You couldn’t help but fall deeper in love with him that night as he gushed about baby names and how exciting he was to start a family with you. ----------------------------------- So, I just realized that boyfriend Calum comforting you after finding out you’re pregnant in quarantine is a concept that I didn’t know I needed. I’m so soft for this, I hope you guys enjoyed it!

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couples tag (c.h)

summary: you and cal make a youtube video and answer questions that had been asked by fans.

“what’s up everyone it’s y/n back with another video! i’m joined here today with my lovely boyfriend calum aka calum thomas hood aka cool guy cal or also known as-“ calum shakes his head and covers your mouth with his hand. “are you done yet? you guys see what i go through.”

“anyways y’all get the point it’s cal, just teasing you babe,” you kissed his cheek, “we’re gonna be answering your questions from twitter and we had kaykay pick the best ones. so we didn’t see any of them yet. any comments cal?” he shakes his head no.

“how did you meet?”

“she spilled coffee on my shirt when running into me,” you slapped his chest lightly. “maybe it wouldn’t have happened if you weren’t standing in the way.”

“she’s lying guys, it’s all her fault,” calum throws his head back in laughter at your pout.

“basically i ran into him spilling coffee on his shirt and i offered to buy him another shirt but mr flirt here decided to say let me take you out for dinner. i said yes because look at him,” you waved your hand towards him.

“so you only like me for my looks?” giving his signature pout. “yeah duh, good arm candy,” you guys take a second to look at each other before bursting out into laughter together.

“What are your nicknames for each other?”

“when we first started dating i used to call him squish but i don’t use it as much now. cal, babe, handsome, love, um baby... i don’t know it depends on what i want to address him by.”

“wow, i do remember you calling me squish a lot and i couldn’t figure out why until you squished my cheeks with your hand and kissed me,” you grinned at him. “the good old days.”

“anyways, i call y/n doll, baby, pretty girl, honey, and so much more. i think i have more nicknames for her than she has for me.”

“very accurate statement hood.”

“how many kids do you guys want?”

“i don’t think we’ve gone into details how many children we want. but we did start talking about being married and the wedding stuff, right babe?”

“yeah, cal and i do know we want to get married later on in the future because we’ve been together for a while and he’s it for me,” he wraps an arm around your neck pulling you into him to kiss your forehead.

“who doesn’t want me? i am the best option obviously,” you looked at him and playfully rolled your eyes. “way to ruin the moment calum.”

“what’s your preshow ritual when y/n comes to visit on tour?”

“it sounds boring but most of the time we sleep either on the couch or the floor of the dressing room,” you laughed nodding your head.

“dude literally, me and cal hug when i get to the venue and we fall asleep. sometimes i wrap my arms around him while he lays on my chest to calm his nerves and sometimes he holds me,” he smiled at you.

“pretty sure there’s a shit ton of pictures of us taken by the other boys or girls.”

“calum does y/n paint your nails? do you paint hers?”

“in the simplest answer yes. yes, i do.”

“yup, look he painted my nails like two days ago,” you lifted your hand to show your purple colored nails. “he did a decent job to be honest.”

“of course i did. i’m a man of many talents,” you gave him another blank look. “humble yourself.”

“calum do you purposely place things on high shelfs so she has to climb to get things?”

he starts laughing pretty hard and you just sit there looking at him. “he fucking does that shit all the time, makes me want to kick his kneecaps in.”

“it’s quite amusing to see her trying to get the item, most of the time she gives up and calls me to come get it down for her.”

“you’re an asshole for that and you know it.”

“pda?”

“umm it depends on where we are. like cal and i can be super affectionate at home or with close friends/family and in public we tone it down because of the fact we like to keep it to ourselves.”

“i don’t even need to comment on that because i agree.”

“do you prefer takeout and nights at home or dinner at a fancy restaurant?”

you turn your head towards calum to let him answer first, “i think i prefer staying in because i can kiss her as much i’d like without getting photographed.”

“i agree, it’s more personal and intimate to us. like it’s where some of our best conversations come from. plus we have duke to cuddle with!” you leaned down and picked up duke to place a kiss on his head.

“he is quite a good cuddle buddy.”

“okay guys that’s all we have for today! thank you to my boyfriend for joining me on my channel. tell them babe,” you nudged his shoulder with a wide grin.

“make sure to like, subscribe, and comment for her doing more videos or if you wanna see more of my face.”

“so you heard him folks, i love you guys and see you guys next time,” you blew a kiss into the camera while calum had duke in his arms waving his paw.

“wait should we steal the deal with a kiss?” he wiggled his eyebrows at you making you push him away. “anything to get a kiss outta me, huh?” you placed a sweet kiss on his lips giggling after pulling away. you waved bye at the camera once more before fully turning it off.

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Before you could open your eyes, a smile formed on your lips. You felt the sun on your skin. It was a bit warmer than the body that was laying next to you. His arm wrapped around and the reason for all your smiles.

"I know you’re awake.“ Calum whispered. You could hear the smile in his voice as well. His nose softly bumping yours.

"Please don’t leave.“You knew writing an album came with not much time. The usual routine meant seeing Calum shortly in the morning and if you’re lucky for a bit at night. At this point in your relationship you were used and ok with it. But sometimes you needed to be a clingy baby for at least a moment to ge a bit of Calum and luckly you knew he didn’t mind at all.

"Who said I’m leaving?“

You opened your eyes, eyebrows raised. "You have brothers that wait to write another album with you.“

"Yeah?“ He closed his eyes and smiled a bit cheeky. Knowing fully well what you were talking about but still enjoying the little time he had before he actual had to go and start the day. Stretching the time for a bit since the sun just started to rise. Normally Calum hated getting up early. He was everything but a morning person but if it meant he got to spend some time with his favorite person (you), he would do it.

He knew the clock was moving fast and the finish line for writing the album and the new tour was approaching faster. He loved touring but he hated being away from you as well.

You took the time to get closer, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and laying partly on him now. Watching his chest rise and fall and admiring the true beauty your lover is.

"You’re the only one I want to wake up next to. You know?“ You whispered into his neck.

He put his arms around you as well. Laying his head on his pillow and watching you for a moment before kissing your shoulder and caressing every bit of you his fingers were able to touch. Showing you his way how much you meant to him.

"How can I convince you to stay longer?“ You try to tease him, letting your hand go up and down his arm. You still can feel him smile while he turns both of you around, having you know lay on your back while he was hovering over you. Placing different kisses while he goes further down.

"Maybe, I already decided to stay longer.“

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A Moment's Surprise--Chapter 14

Whether it’s called an accident or the fates of the universe, you and Calum find yourselves taking on the next level of your relationship: parenthood.

Reader (Gender Neutral) X Calum. Multi-chapter Series.

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