Calum seems like the type of guy that if you’re both just casually laying in bed or on the couch he’ll slip his hand(s) under your shirt and just like hold onto your boob. Nothing sexual (unless he wanted to) but he’ll just massage it and squeeze it almost in comfort. The first time he’d do it you’d give him a confused look and he’d be all “they’re soft” with a shrug. Sometimes he’d even fall asleep with his head on your shoulder while you’re playing with his hair, hand on your boob.
Lmao idk where this came from but I just—am I wrong? K bye
32. Little one stripping their clothes and running around in their diaper.
“Sweet pea!” Calum called up the stairs, with her warm bottle of milk in his hand, in search of his baby girl who needed to go to sleep. “It’s nap time! Dada’s coming to get you!”
“No Dada!” She shrieked around her pacifier, running away in the direction of your bedroom to escape her dad. “No nap!”
“I promise we can play more after you nap, angel! You must be tired.” He compromised, looking in her bedroom before realising that she wasn’t there and moving onto his own room. “I’m gonna get you!”
He entered his own room, laughing to himself as he noticed the toddler hiding at the side of your bed, her wild dark curls sticking out over the top as a give away of where she was. “I can see you!”
She tried to run past him but ended up running straight into his legs, as Calum scooped her up into his strong arms. “I got you, princess! You can’t run from nap time!”
“No!” She kept squealing, trying to get out of his grasp but he kept hold of her until they reached her room. He set her down in her crib whilst he went to get her sleeping blanket out of her wardrobe.
When he turned around, the two year old had managed to climb out of the crib and somehow get out of the room. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor, and Calum rolled his eyes as he knew nap time would be a struggle today.
“Where have you gone, you little monkey?” He exclaimed, listening for her giggle somewhere upstairs. “I just told you, you can’t run from nap time!”
She had gone into your office, managing to hide behind the desk in the corner of the room. She had tired eyes but a mischievous grin on her face, as she looked up at her Dad with no intention to get out for her nap.
“You’re being so cheeky today, bubs. Where have your clothes gone?” He asked her, watching as she only sat in her diaper and pacifier. “We’re meant to keep our clothes on, silly girl.”
“No nap, Dada. Play!” She squealed, again trying to escape nap time by running past Calum but he was too quick for her. He pulled her into his arms and against his chest, rocking her in an attempt to get her to sleep.
“But you’re so sleepy! We’ll play more later, okay?” Calum bargained with her, stroking a hand through her dark curls and making his way back to her bedroom. He managed to retrieve her T-shirt from the floor and slipped it over her head, before grabbing the bottle of milk from where he had left it on her windowsill, and pressed it to her lips, hoping to make her more sleepy. “Are you sure you’re not tired?”
She nodded even though her eyes were drooping and she clung to Calum’s T-shirt, cuddling closer as she drank the milk happily. “That’s what I thought.”
hii!! big big fan!! what ifff cals smolll squish and dad!cal played soccer at the park and squish is amazing!!! tysmnn
thank you so much love 🥺😭 sorry this took so long and it’s like kinda ... not good but I tried ksks!! if there’s anything else you’d like to see let me know ♥️
oh wow I love this so much 😭 SO remember how cal probably would’ve been a football player if he wasn’t in the band? he’d definitely want his squish to start playing as soon as he was old enough to. when he was a little baby cal would’ve spent many afternoons with him napping on his chest, watching the football and telling the baby about it even though he had no idea what cal was saying.
so when the bubba first started properly walking, cal would’ve spent hours in the garden chasing him around with a ball, just letting him get used to kicking it but still having fun. but now he was a little older, cal wanted to seriously start teaching him football to see if he would actually enjoy it.
so you’d all head out on a family trip to the park, your baby girl bundled up in a carrier against your chest, watching on as calum and your son jogged ahead to the field.
“okay bud, you ready?” cal would ask, standing in the goal as he kicked the ball towards his son. “take your time, okay? just focus on the ball.” and you’d chuckle at how seriously cal was taking this, swaying on the spot to keep your daughter settled against your chest. your son would nod, looking up at calum stood in the goal before positioning himself behind the ball.
and your son would run up and kick the ball, scoring a goal. “wow buddy! look at that!” calum would cheer, ruffling his hair as he ran up to him. “that was amazing!” and squish would be so happy that cal was proud of him 🥺 and he’d squeal “did you see that mumma?!” and you’d nod happily, saying “of course baby! i’m so proud of you!”
and this would go on for hours, your son never wanting to come home because he just wanted to keep practising. but your baby girl would be getting restless and it would be getting near dinner time. “we can keep playing in the garden buddy, okay? we need to get your sister home.” so your son would reluctantly agree, and it’s all he could talk about for the rest of the night 🥺 and calum would be so proud that his bubba enjoyed football and wanted to play it🥺
also that other pic of cal in a black tank with a chain .... pls betty i’m dying
GOD I'M NOT OVER THAT CHAIN can you imagine him wearing that out with you and you keep playing with it as an excuse to keep touching him and you can feel him stiffen every time your fingers brush over the back of his neck and then a little later when you're dancing with him you grab the chain to yank him closer and the music is too loud for you to hear him grunt but he grabs you a little tighter and you know you're IN for it once you get home and then later he wraps that chain around your wrists since you like it so much, baby, and pins your hands above your head so you can't tease him anymore. It's his turn.
ugh i’m having the worst week and i just want cal to wrap his arms around me and let me cry and call me pretty girl until i fall asleep is that too much to ask
OH BABY I'VE BEEN IN THE SAME BOAT maybe you guys are like having a fwb thing or you're just hooking up and he invites you over and like offers you a snack or something but when he looks up from the fridge your chin is wobbling and he's like "...hey, are you -" and you're just like "yeah, I'm fine" in a voice that's very obviously not fine and you both hear it and he's immediately like "no, seriously, what's going on? C'mere" and he pulls you into his lap on the couch and gives you a slow kiss and when you pull away to catch your breath he tucks your face into his neck like "jus' take a minute, okay? Deep breaths" and you know you're on the verge of tears but you know this thing is like casual so you're just like "I should go" but he's not having that and he hangs on to you like "no, no, stay. Seriously. We don't have to be just - just - you can talk to me, okay?" and he'd be so sweet and just pet your hair until you've calmed down enough and maybe he'd let you lie on his chest while you watch something to calm down and when you try and kiss him hard he'd pull away like "lets just chill today, m'kay, baby? Just relax" and he'd grin if you pouted at him but he wouldn't give in bc he doesn't want you to feel like he'd comforting you to get laid or anything, he's just started to really think it would nice to have you over and not make a beeline for the bedroom, and if you need comfort let him try to take care of that, too.
hey! haha so my prompt is thrower!calum lmao like track and field( like shot put, discus, javelin, hammer etc) omg if you could do that id probs cry cause im a thrower and guys that throw just oh my god they just get to me lmao
(That’s so cool you do track and field + shotput and javelin! I wish I was that cool haha!)
let’s imagine this cause boy we already know cal is hot but thrower!calum? his defined muscles and tattoos oh my god and when he sweats after running a long distance at practice sweet Jesus and when you watch him do javelin practice its just so cool and one time when he doesn’t do as well as he thought he did at practice he’d be pretty mad so to let out his anger he goes on long jobs listening to music and ignoring everyone I want this Calum now please
are these even considered ships? (check my blog for details, still going on!)
imagine calum taking you out to dinner and you both send weird snapchats of yourselves and each other to each other and you both can't stop giggling but everybody still stares weirdly at you guys
a/n: is this your way of asking for a calum version of the luke one i did bc if it is i gotchu but it sucks bc like im not good with calum
Calum is that guy that can make your mind go blank with just one look. How he wears that intense gaze that just pulls you in, how his pouty lips make you want to grab him and kiss him on the spot. It’s probably the way he can go from looking like a serious badass to a puppy in a couple of seconds. How he can yell and argue with you over the stupidest things but then stand outside your door with a sad expression begging for your forgiveness. How he crawls in the bed and pulls you closer to his chest because he knows that’s the only way he’s going to get you to forgive him. How he stares at you for a few seconds before brushing that one annoying strand of hair away from your face and leaning into kiss you. It’s the way his plump lips feel on yours that make your mind go blank, that makes you forget any and every reason you were made at him before. The way he moves his hands to the back of you neck to keep your lips on his longer because he knows you’re still mad and him and the only way he can make you forget about it is to kiss you until the only thing you can remember are his name and the way his lips feel on yours. It’s probably the way he would pull away with his forehead still resting on yours as he pecks your lips twenty times more before mumbling how much he loves you. The way he squints his eyes in a smile when you tell him you love him too, how this sensual kisses start to turn into playfully ones. The kisses that lead to a silly tickle fight before you end up chasing him around the house. Calum is cute. Calum is cuddly. Calum is Calum.
i’m barfing this is disgusting send requests/come talk pls
