“princess,” colson’s voice is soft as his fingers move delicately across your back, coating you out of your slumber nicely. “come on, you promised you’d work out with me today.”
colson has been trying to get you to climb out of bed for the past twenty minutes. stupidly last night, you said you would join him for his morning workout, which you’re definitely regretting now.
“don’t want to.” you grumble with your eyes closed shut, the corners of your lips tugging upwards and colson peppers your face with kisses, causing quiet giggles to fall past your lips. “i’m sleepy.”
“i know,” he smiles softly, raising his hand up from your back to thread his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp with the pads of his fingers. “i promise as soon as we’re finished, we can shower and then jump back in bed for cuddles. how does that sound?”
you’re quiet for a moment, thinking over his offer. peeling one eye open to look at him, you can’t help but smile wide when you see him already looking at you, eyes full of love. sighing dramatically, you sit up fully before turning towards him. “fine, only because i love you and you’re extra pretty in the morning.”
“i love you more, now get up.” colson smiles in triumph, raising his hands in the air in victory, when you swing your legs off the bed with a chuckle at his excitement, goosebumps covering your bare legs instantly. leaning down, you reach for the colson’s tshirt, the one that he ripped off you the night before, and slip it over your head, the shirt grazing the middle of your thighs.
“i’ll meet you down there, i’ll just sort myself out.” you tell him, walking over to him sleepily and looping your arms around his waist, resting your chin on his bare chest with puckered lips, begging for a morning kiss.
“don’t be too long. i’m going to work you hard today, baby.” he winks, craning his head down and pressing his lips to yours for a moment. he pulls away with a smile and presses another kiss to your forehead before he leaves the bedroom, jogging down the stairs and towards his at home gym excitedly.
after strolling to the bathroom and completing your morning routine,which consists of you brushing your teeth and washing your face, you stride towards colson’s walk-in wardrobe, fishing out your workout outfit. since it was just the two of you today, you decided to wear a sports bra and some black gym leggings, pulling on one of colson’s tops on top to cover your bra. using the hair bobble on your wrist, you rack your hair up into a ponytail, before climbing down the stairs to join colson in the gym.
opening the door to the home gym, you’re instantly met with a cold breeze and a hum of the fan sitting in the corner, causing you to shiver slightly as the coolness gushes over your body. colson’s music blares through the speakers on the highest volume, instantly waking you up, as you stalk to the middle of the room, standing beside him and eyeing his every move as he situated himself onto the black mats. he is wearing bright red shorts and a black tank top, his arm tattoos out on full display, making your mouth water at the sight of his biceps bulging as he raises himself on his arms before he begins to complete a set of ten push ups.
“you just gonna stare or are you joining in with me, love?” he teases, voice slightly strained as he pushes his body up and down with his forearms, glancing up at you for a moment with a cocky smirk before lowering his head and closing his eyes in concentration, puffs of air passing his lips every time he lifts himself.
“i’m joining you, don’t worry.” you grin, moving to mimic his position and attempt to complete a set of push ups with him, but collapsing onto your chest after three with a chuckle. “yeah, i’m shit at these.”
“come on, let’s do something else.” he chuckles, standing up and offering his hand for you to take, which you do, and he lifts you to your feet with ease. placing a quick kiss to your forehead, he pulls you into the direction of the weight bench and takes a seat.
you unlink your hand from his, as you walk towards the weights, studying the different sizes and weights as colson removes his shirt, leaving all of his tattoos on show for you to gaze at as he lays down on to his back. turning around, you watch him with heart eyes, as he lifts two black weights up in the shape of balls, spreading his legs apart to steady himself and begins to thrust his hands in the air, with heavy breaths leaving his mouth with every raise of his arms.
you decide to busy yourself by doing some squats, standing beside him and spread your legs shoulder width apart. slowly, you lower your body, making sure to keep your back straight and squeeze your bottom as you further lower your body, legs at a forty five degree angle, holding it for a couple of seconds and raising again. you do this ten times, stopping for a quick rest in between before continuing them again. colson glances to the left, eyes watching you as you lower yourself, and he can’t stop himself from dragging his eyes to your bum, and blood begins to rush to his cock at the view.
quickly, he shakes his head to remove the thought of taking you onto the bench and fucking you hard, closing his eyes in concentration.
“what is that exercise called?” you ask, picking up the water bottle and taking a gulp of the cool liquid, watching the muscles of his biceps contract every time colson raises his arms. butterflies flood your stomach as you rake your eyes all across his body, droplets of sweat drip down his forehead and chest, making him look so delicious. maybe working out with colson wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
“they’re called incline bench presses.” he manages to say through raises, breathing unevenly as the balls clink together every time they meet in the air. he lowers his hands and lets the weights fall onto the floor. he sits up, stretching his arms and reaching for your arms. “wanna try?”
“i won’t be able to lift them.” you say, looking at the weights that are sitting by colson’s feet before glancing back up at him with your bottom lip tugged between your lip. “i can try.”
“i’ll help you, baby. let me find you some that aren’t as heavy.” he grins, standing up from the bench and nodding in the direction of it, telling you to take a seat. you oblige, sitting down and laying back, spreading your legs apart just like colson did and glancing up into colson’s direction as he looks around for a lighter weight. once finding them, he picks them up with ease before walking back over to you and standing behind you, offering you to take them. “ready? i won’t let go of them until you’re comfortable, okay?”
“yeah, okay.” you nod slightly with a grin, accepting the weights from his hands and holding them tightly, as he looks down at you with furrowed brows in concentration, as he makes sure not to let them drop onto your body.
“okay, just start lifting them up and then pulling them back down towards you but don’t let the bar hit your chest,” he encourages you to lift the bar with an encouraging smile, his hands hovering underneath to catch it at any moment. “and then let the bar stop about here.” he stops the bar with his hand, the bar sitting just above your chest. “and then back up again.”
you copy his instructions, puffs of breath leaving your lips as raise the bar upwards and lower it, making sure it doesn’t rest on your chest like colson said, repeating the action a couple of times before colson grips the bar again and placing it onto the floor again.
“good, that was awesome, princess. good job.” he praises, raising his hand to high five yours and a chuckle escapes your lips once they connect.
you follow his lead as he walks you both towards the punching bag, stopping once he stands in front of it. you observe his every move, as he picks up a medicine ball from beside the bag and then he moves to stand in front of you with a smirk.
suddenly feeling hot, and you’re not too sure if it’s because of the weight lifting or colson’s glare, you remove the shirt from your body tossing it to the side, leaving you in just your sports bra and gym leggings, before looking back at him. you certainly don’t miss colson’s eyes drop to glance at your chest that’s on display, but he quickly raises them back up.
“what are we doing now?” you inquire, head tilting and an eyebrow raising as you eye him up.
“just watch, and then copy me okay?” he says, not giving you time to respond before he throws the medicine ball into the wall with a thud, before twisting his body towards the punching bag, hands pounding into the black bag quick and hard, and you can’t stop your eyes from raking across his back muscles as they stretch with every punch and a sheen of sweat begins to cover his body.
he repeats the actions again; throwing the medicine ball into the wall and punching the bag, causing your mouth to hang open and the feeling of wanting to pounce onto him and connect your lips to his begins to cloud your mind. colson knows your staring, as you’ve gone very quiet on him which only causes the man to carry on punching the punching bag even harder before stopping it with his hands, wrapping his arms around it and making it come to a halt.
“you okay, babe?” he sniggers, his voice pulling you out of your trance and your face warming knowing that you’ve been caught staring at him. your eyes flick from his back, well his chest now, to his face, to see a cocky smirk evident. “you look a bit flustered.”
“sorry, you just looked so hot doing that.” you say, walking towards him and circling your arms around his neck. immediately, his hands rest on your hips, tugging your body closer to his. “can i have a kiss? please?”
“of course.” his voice is low and his breathing is still slightly staggered from his punches to the black bag behind him, as he leans forward and connects his lips with yours. your lips melt together, your hands tightening around his neck as you desperately pull him closer to you, wanting him to be as close to you as possible. pulling away to catch your breath, your foreheads pressed together and you couldn’t give two shits at the thought of colson’s sweaty forehead leaning against yours. “you know you don’t have to ask for a kiss, love.”
you lean up and slot your lips to his again, kissing him hungrily as his hands rack across your body. one of his hands raises to rest on your cheek, whilst the other travels down and rests on your bum, giving it a squeeze causing you to gasp against his lips. colson takes this as an opportunity to slip his tongue between your lips, tongues meeting and rubbing together. the sound of wet kisses, humming of the fan and colson’s music that’s on shuffle fill the room, as colson’s hand leaves your face and moves down to the back of your thigh, the other one following suit.
“jump.” he mutters against your lips, pressing a lustful kiss back to them as he lifts you up with ease, your legs wrapping around his waist tightly as he backs to the two of you up, your back hitting the wall with a slight thud and a sigh escaping your lips from the contact.
his lips leave your mouth, heavy breaths cloud the room as his lips softly connect to the side of your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses before sucking gently, making you whine once his lips move along the area behind your ear.
“looked so sexy working out with me, princess.” he mumbles, lips trailing to the other side of your neck and kissing all over it, marking you up to show the world that your his. your hands move from his neck to his hair, tugging at his roots gently as your head leans back against the wall, eyes shutting as his lips dance across your neck, and he begins to gently rock his hips into yours, his bulge rubbing against you deliciously.
“fuck baby,” you breathe out, one hand leaving his hair to rest on his cheek, pulling him up from your neck so you can press your lips back onto his. you whine against his lips as he continues to grind his hips against yours and he releases a shaky breath through his nostrils at the feeling of his cock moving against your clothed core. “need you to do something, cols. please.”
disconnecting your lips, staggered breathes filling the air as he lets you down onto your feet. quickly, you kick your shoes off, colson doing the same before he wraps his arms around your waist again, tugging you close and letting his hands travel down your body, stopping once they hit the waistband of your gym leggings.
“can i take these off you, princess?” his asks, lips pulling away from yours but only a millimetre as you nod and hum, slotting your lips back with his messily as he pulls your leggings down your legs, taking your knickers off in the process. he helps you kick them off, tossing them to join your tshirt shirt that you removed earlier, before backing you up against the wall again.
“spread your legs for me.” he demands, voice laced with lust as he looks down at you with blown out pupils, watching your thighs part and his hand immediately trails down. you head tips back, as his middle finger dips between your folds, sucking in a breath as he gathers your wetness and brings it up to your clit, rubbing slow circles into it with a hum in satisfaction as your slickness covers his digit. “what’s got you this wet, baby girl? hm?”
“fuck,” your hands grip his shoulders, trying to keep yourself up as his middle finger begins to move quicker, circling your swollen bud faster and harsher before lowering his finger and toying with your slick entrance. coating his finger with your wetness, he inserts his fingers into you with ease, immediately thrusting it in and out of you with his bottom lip between his teeth as he watches you through his lashes. “you baby. you have, shit.”
your hold on his shoulders tighten, as his middle finger pumps into you, causing you to shudder against him when the palm of his hand rubs against your swollen bud. his ring finger moves to your entrance, pushing into you to join his middle finger and quickens his pace. his long digits press against your spongy wall with every thrust of his hand, making you whine out and your head falls forward to rest on his shoulder.
“holy shit, i’m not going to last long.” you eyes screw shut in pleasure, as the coil in your stomach turns and tightens, signalling that your release is building up quickly. colson is fully aware of this because he can feel your velvet walls clench around his fingers, making him quicken his speed with his wrist, causing the palm of his hand to rub against your clit a bit more forcefully.
“cum for me, pretty. cum all over my fingers.” he demands, moving his lips to press open mouth kisses along the base of your neck. “good girl, can feel how bad you want to cum.”
“fuck i’m cumming, don’t stop.” his vulgar words were all that you needed for the coil in your stomach to snap, loud moans slipping past your lips as the sound of your wetness against colson’s fingers fills the room, as well as your heavy breathing. your thighs shake and your fingers cling onto colson’s bare shoulders, as you screw your eyes shut, pleasure racking through your body right down to your toes, making them curl.
“that’s my girl, cumming all over my fingers.” he brings his lips back up to yours, pressing a soft kiss to them before retracting his mouth. you watch through post-orgasm eyes, as his fingers slip out of your entrance and up to his mouth, licking them clean with a smug smirk. “taste so sweet, could taste you all day.”
grinning at his words, you lower yourself to your knees, leaving open-mouthed kisses to his almost famous tattoo, before hooking your fingers into the waistband of his shorts, tugging them down so they pool at his feet. your hands move to grip his thighs, as you press a barely there kiss to his clothed bulge that’s begging to be released from his tight white boxers, causing the man above you to hiss.
“fuck, stop teasing me.” he whines, hands moving to your hair and pulling you away from his hips, giving you a hard glare. smirking up at him, your hands move from his thighs to the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down slowly and letting the fall to his ankles. colson’s rock hard cock springs against his stomach, causing him to emit a throaty groan as his cock hangs free.
within a second, your hand grips his dick softly, pumping him a couple of times before bringing your lips to the tip of his cock, which is bright red and oozing with a bead of precum from watching you orgasm because of his fingers. sticking your tongue out, you flick your eyes up at him, wetness flooding straight back to your core when you see him already looking down at you, his normal bright blue eyes are now a navy blue and his pupils are huge with lust. leaving a couple of kitten licks to his swollen tip, you hum when you taste the saltiness of his cum, causing the blonde to grip your hair and buck his hips ever so slightly, whilst releasing a shaky breath through his nostrils.
“y/n, stop teasing and suck my cock.” he demands, voice stern as he removes the hair bobble from your hair, letting your hair cascade over your shoulders before he threads his fingers into your head, pushing your mouth even closer to his dick.
you respond by wrapping your lips around his tip, lowering your mouth further and hollowing your cheeks around his length, whilst remaining eye contact with colson at all times. he lets out a groan at the sight of his cock engulfed by your mouth, before he pushes your head further onto his cock, causing your eyes to shut as his tip his the back of your throat making you gag slightly.
pulling off his cock to catch your breath, a string of saliva dripping from your mouth and onto his cock, your hand leaves his thigh and wraps around his shaft, pumping him quickly and paying extra attention to the vein that’s sitting on the underside of his cock, making him see stars every time you run your thumb over it.
“fuck, you’re so good to me.” he hisses, head tipping back, eyes screwing shut in pleasure and his mouth hangs open in an o shape, as throaty groans fall from the back of his throat. he bucks his hips forward, fucking your hand before you move your lips back onto him and bobbing your head up and down along his shaft, using your hand to pump whatever couldn’t fit into your mouth.
“god baby, you’re gonna make me cum so hard.” he groans through gritted teeth, his stomach tensing as your tongue rubs against the vein underneath his cock, as one of your hands move downwards, rubbing soft circling into your clit, making you moan at the feeling around his shaft. colson’s hips jolt forward at the feeling of you moaning around his cock, making his eyes fly open and his head snap down to look at you. “fuck, you touching yourself baby? god, keep doing that you’re so hot. holy shit.”
you bob your head along his length quicker, colson’s grunts becoming evidently louder indicating that he is going to cum at any second. you know this because his hold onto your hair becomes harsher, fingertips digging into your scalp as his face is screwed up in pleasure. his thighs begin to tremble, and his chest and stomach heaves as the knot in his stomach is tightening with every move of your head.
“shit gonna cum.” he mutters out, head throwing back and deep moans falling past his lips as his cock starts to twitch in your mouth, making you hum around him, only making the blonde’s hips stutter more as his load spills down your throat in white ribbons and your hand continues to move along his shaft. his breathing is stuttered and his chest heaving as he attempts to catch his breath, eyes still screwed shut as aftershocks of his orgasm washes through his body.
after helping to ride out his orgasm, you press a soft kiss to his tip before raising onto your feet with a smile, as colson’s hands immediately circle your waist, pulling you close to him and pressing your lips together again. your back hits the wall again, as his hands reach down to your thighs, lifting you up again and your legs circle his hips.
the temperature of the room has definitely risen since the two of you started your workout, and you’re very thankful for the fan that is blowing cool air into the room.
your lips press against his sloppy, teeth clashing together as you kiss each other desperately after missing the feeling of his lips against yours, even if it has only been five minutes since they were pressing together. colson removes his lips from yours, and moves on hand to grip his cock, pumping it a few times before lining it up to your entrance with a sigh and the contact of his hand wrapped around his length.
“gonna fuck you so good baby.” he smirks, breath fanning across your lips as you let out a whimper at his words. your hands claw his neck, begging him to bring his lips back to yours. “your legs won’t be sore from the workout.” he winks, running the tip of his cock through your wetness and you can’t stop the whine from spilling past your lips as he circles your clit with the tip of his cock.
“please fuck me, need your cock buried deep inside of me.” you whimper, connecting your lips against his for a hungry kiss, but whining out loudly as he pushes his cock into with ease, thanks to your wetness from before and from when you were sucking his cock. “fuck yes, fill me up.”
“you like it when i fill you up with my cock, baby? does it make you feel dirty, hm?” he mocks, retracting his hips from yours before slamming them against yours again forcefully, making you cry out every time his pelvic bone touches yours.
“shit, fuck yes.” you whine, head tipping back against the wall as your eyes screw shut so hard that you see stars. his pelvic bone presses your swollen bud with every thrust and colson’s lips immediately begin to attack your neck with more kisses, trailing them down to your collarbones, sucking and biting gently into them, marking you up.
his hips begin to move quicker, skin slapping against one another as pleasure floods your bodies, causing you both to whine out loud without a care in the world. colson’s hands grip your bottom, holding you up tight against the wall as he pounds into you deeply, you’re certain you can feel him in your stomach, the thought alone making you cry out.
“your pussy was made for me, baby.” he spits, eyes closing as your warm walls start to pulsate around his cock, motioning that you’re not going to last long at all. with this, he begins to rut into you quicker, hips snapping against yours and the tip of his cock hits your spongy wall each time, causing you to clench around him tightly. “getting close, angel?”
“yes, holy fuck.” you nod, loud whines falling freely out of your mouth as you lift your head up, one hand gripping the side of colson’s neck, tugging him towards you. your lips connect with his, tongue pushing through his lips with ease and your tongues collide against each other, increasing the pleasure immediately.
sloppy kisses, skin smacking together and your wetness as colson’s cock moves freely in and out of you are the only sounds present in the room, as well as the music coming from colson’s speakers which the two of you have drowned out, too caught up in each other to care about which song is playing through them.
“god colson, so close, fuck don’t stop.” you beg, eyes screwing shut as your body begins to tremble, the tip of your orgasm nearly present as colson’s cock slides through your warm wet walls quickly and deeply, hitting all the right spots.
“let go for me baby, i know you want to.” he mumbles, voice straining slightly as he holds back his own orgasm, wanting to feel you cum all over his cock first before he releases his load deep inside you.
“shit, i’m cumming, fuck.” loud moans splutter past your lips, as your walls clench, your release coating his cock helping him move his cock even quicker through your walls with throaty groans as he nears his own high. your body shakes uncontrollably, eyes rolling in the back of your head as pleasure floods your body, making your toes curl in the process.
the feeling of your walls pulsating around him makes colson’s hips stutter, before they come to an abrupt halt as his cock twitches deep inside you. with a loud moan that rumbles from the pit of his chest, he releases his load in white spurs, making you whimper at the feeling of his load as well as his cock filling you up, and your core tightens around him again.
colson leans his head onto your shoulder, sweat covered forehead resting against the smoothness of your skin as he pants, your hands moving to rest into his hair, fingers threading through it as you close your eyes, trying to catch your breath and steady your heart beats.
after a few moments of heavy pants, colson lifts his head and glances at you with tired eyes and a soft smile, leaning his head forward and connecting his lips with yours for a loving kiss. instantly, your lips melt with his and you kiss him back slowly, keeping the kiss steady before he pulls away again.
“i love you.” he smiles, voice low as you continue to knit your fingers through his hair soothingly.
“i love you more.” you respond with a grin, face flushed from your orgasm and the hotness of the room.
“gonna pull out okay?” he says, eyes dancing around your face as you nod.
he pulls his hips back, his cock sliding through your walls before pulling out fully, causing the two of you to sigh in unison at the loss of contact. pressing a quick kiss to your shoulder, he lets you down onto your feet, holding you tightly by your waist because of your visible shaky legs from your orgasms.
“you feeling okay, angel?” he asks, bringing one hand up to caress your cheek, rubbing soft patterns into it whilst gazing at you, eyes filled with love.
“yeah, perfect.” you breathe out, a smile taking over your face as you loop your hands around his neck, connecting your lips together for a quick peck before pulling away completely. “are you okay?”
“i’m fine, baby. don’t have to worry about me.” he smirks with a wink, pressing one last kiss to your lips before he bends down to tug his boxers up his legs, discarding his shorts completely. “here, put these on. you’ll be taking them off in five seconds for a shower anyway.” he passes you his shorts, which you happily tug up your legs.
“come on my pretty girl, let’s go and shower and get back into bed.” he smiles, linking your fingers together and pulling you into the direction of the speakers so he could grab his phone. after retrieving his phone, he leads you both out of the gym, and towards the stairs, stopping before you have the chance to climb up them, turning towards you with a cocky grin. “you’re definitely working out with me again if it’s going to end like that.”
yeah, maybe working out with colson wasn’t a bad idea after all.
summary: a very drunk colson calls you whilst you’re in the middle of a date, which is nothing new, asking for you to pick him up and it leads to some drunk truths.
word count: 2.2k words.
warnings: mention of alcohol and weed, swearing.
my writing
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“this food is gorgeous,” smiling up towards the man that’s sitting on the opposite side of the table. picking up some of the pasta onto your fork, popping it into your mouth, chewing the food and swallowing, before looking back up to meet his eyes. “how’s your food?”
“amazing thanks,” you watch as he puts a forkful of food into his mouth, washing it down with some of the wine that you ordered to the table. “how’s yours?”
“really good thank you, i’m glad i went for this.” pointing to the pasta dish with your fork, lifting up your own glass of red wine with your free hand and taking a sip. placing the fork back into your hand, you scoop up more of the tomato pasta, shoving it into your mouth.
the loud text tone of your phone that’s sitting in your bag makes you stop the chewing of your pasta, covering your mouth with the back of your hand, as you send him an apologetic look before reaching into your bag to put it on silent.
“i thought i put this on silent before i came.” you smile at him, pulling the device out of your bag and glancing down as it begins to buzz and ring loudly in your hand. your eyes knit together in confusion, as the name “cols” is on the top of the phone and a picture of him is displayed on the screen. “sorry, i need to take this. could you excuse me for a second?”
“yeah of course, take all the time you need.” he sends you a polite smile, watching you as you mutter a quick thank you and stand up from the chair, and begin to make your way to the bathroom, accepting the call as you stroll.
“hey, cols. you okay?” you mutter, opening the door and leaning against the sink, looking around the bathroom and noting it’s empty.
“y/nnnn,” he drags out the last letter of your name, laughing loudly when you hear shouting from the other side of the phone. “what are you doing right now?”
“you know what i’m doing,” your brows are still knitted together, chewing your lip in confusion as you have already mentioned your date to the blonde many times. “why is everything okay?”
“wait, what are you doing?” he questions again. you can hear shuffling around in the background, and you’re still not too sure why he’s calling right now, as he knows you’re on a date.
“i’m busy, cols. i’m on a date, you know this.” you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration. pulling the phone away from your ear briefly, you check the time, before parting your lips again. “do you need something? because i need to go.”
“that must have slipped my mind.” he slurs down the phone. you can hear the smirk in his voice, and you can’t stop your head from shaking in annoyance. “i need you to come and pick me up, i need to go home but i’m too drunk to drive. please y/n.”
“colson, i can’t. can't you ask slim to get you?” you turn around in the mirror, glancing over your appearance.
“i can’t, he’s with me. please i’ll pay you, i need you please.” he begs, causing you to shake your head again.
“this isn’t the first time you’ve called me when i’ve been on a date, colson.” sighing deeply, you bite your lip in frustration. after thinking the situation over, you nod your head, even though he can’t see you, before exhaling loudly, making sure he could hear the annoyance that is present. “fine, you owe me big time. where are you?”
“thank you, i really appreciate it. i’m in soho, i’ll stand outside so you can see me.” you can hear the smile in the tone of his voice, and you can feel the corner of your lips starting to tug into a smile, but you stop yourself before it can. luckily you have only had one glass of wine, therefore it was safe for you to drive.
“i’ll be there in five. don’t move.” sighing once more, you end the call and stroll towards the door, swinging it open and walking back to the table with an apologetic grin.
“hey, i know this is bad timing, but i need to go. something has come up and i need to leave.” you feel shitty, ditching your date so soon, but you’re always going to be there for your friends if they need you. “we can rearrange this if you would like?”
“it’s fine, don’t worry about it. yeah of course, i’ll text you.” he smiles, standing up from his chair and extending his arms, pulling you in for a quick hug before pulling away.
“i’m really sorry again.” you give him a soft smile, as you pick up your bag, resting it on your shoulder as you begin to back away. “thank you for tonight, it was nice.”
“you’re welcome, i’ll see you soon.” he grins, giving you a small wave as you turn around with a smile, walking out of the restaurant and towards your car.
unlocking your car, you slide into the driver’s seat, placing your bag onto the floor of the passenger’s and turning the ignition on, not before fastening your seatbelt. you begin to make the small drive to soho, where colson is waiting patiently for you.
pulling up right outside the door, your eyes connect with the tall blonde who is leaning against the wall with a blunt situated in his mouth, as he pushes himself off the wall. jogging slightly, he makes his way around to the passenger’s seat.
opening the door wide, he sits down in the seat with a huff, throwing the burnt out blunt onto the ground before shutting the door with a smile.
“hey bestie.” he turns to look at you, eyes heavy and red with a sleepy grin.
“hey.” you smile wide at him, before beginning to make your way towards colson’s house.
“how was your date?” he asks, leaning forward and cranking the music up loud, drumming along to the tune on the dashboard.
“it was going great until you decided to call.” you smirk, reaching over to turn the music down, before sighing. “cols, can i ask you something?”
“sure. you can always ask me anything you know that.” he throws you a smile, then looks down at the fraying thread that’s hanging out of the slit on his knee.
“why do you always call me when i’m on a date?” you ask softly, your eyes leave the road for a moment and you glance towards him, eyes darting around his face as he brings his bottom lip between his teeth, chewing gently as he looks deep in thought. adverting your eyes from him, you look back onto the road.
“i, erm,” he takes a deep breath, before looking over at you with glossy eyes from the alcohol and weed that he has been smoking. he rests his head against the coolness of the window with a sigh, letting his eyes shut for a moment, then glances over to you. “no reason.”
“colson.” you pry, not believing his response at all. “come on, be honest with me.”
“i just don’t like to see you with other guys.” he mutters out too quickly, words slurred from the whiskey he has most likely drank all night. he flicks his eyes from you to the window, whilst clearing his throat as the awkwardness settles in.
“pardon? i didn’t hear you, can you repeat that slower,” chuckling slightly, eyes removing from the empty road ahead of you and over to him with crossed brows, sending him a sheepish grin. “please.”
“fuck,” he mutters to himself, voice low before he repositions himself, sitting up straight and turning his body to face you. “i hate seeing you on dates with other guys when it should be me.”
“what?” you choke, eyes wide as your head whips to look at him with parted lips. “do you know what you’re saying right now? how much have you had to drink?”
“it’s fine, just drop it.” he sighs, bringing his hands up to his face and rubbing it gently, exhaling through his nose loudly.
“no, colson. i can’t drop this now.” you shake your head, pulling up to colson’s driveway and once you park, you turn the ignition off and turn your body to face him, crossing your arms over your chest.
“i get jealous every time you mention a date because i’m into you.” he looks over at you, eyes dancing around your face as you process his words with your lip between your teeth and eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “and i know i’m drunk, very drunk, but i mean every single word.”
“cols,” you exhale softly, “why didn’t you just say something earlier?”
“i didn’t want to ruin our friendship, that’s why i decided not to say anything.” his gaze is on his hands, playing with the large amount of rings that are littered on his fingers, avoiding your eyes that are fixed on him. “plus, i don’t even know if you have any feelings for me either, so yeah. you can just ignore everything i said.”
“nothing will ever ruin what we have between us, colson.” you smile warmly, trying your hardest to calm the nerves that are visibly radiating off the blonde. “i’m not going to lie to you and say i have a lot of feelings for you, but i can admit that there is something there, between us.” your hands move back and forth, pointing at him and you to help further explain. “and there always will be, you know that, because we’re close friends.”
“very close,” he adds with a grin, making you roll your eyes at him. the strong bond between the two of you wasn’t new to everyone, the late night cuddles and bed sharing, drunken kisses and many occurrences where one of you would accidentally walk in on the other one when you were butt naked after a shower, or getting ready for the day.
“look, why don’t we talk about this properly tomorrow, when you’re sober?” you inquire, eyes darting around his face as his gaze lingers on his fingers, spinning one of many metal rings around his digit to distract himself.
“can i pick you up and take you to the diner?” he flicks his attention to you, a hopeful glint glistening in his irises. “i know how much you like it there, especially with me.”
“of course you can.” smiling brightly, as he brings one hand to rest on top of yours, tugging it towards him and lacing your fingers with his.
“i’ll pick you up at 1pm, don’t be late.” he winks with a cheeky grin, bringing your hand up to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your soft hand. “it’s a date.”
“it’s a date.” you nod in agreement, grinning as he leans over to connect his lips to your cheek, leaving a soft peck to it before sitting back in his chair.
“thank you for picking me up, you have no idea how grateful i am to have you in my life.” his cheeks turn a light shade of pink once the words leave his mouth, and you’re not sure if it’s from the alcohol and weed that he’s consumed during the night, or if it’s because he’s sharing his genuine feelings with you, something he doesn’t do often with anyone.
“no need to thank me, it’s what i’m here for,” you give his hand a loving squeeze to show your appreciation for his words, and him, with a small smile. “i’m so grateful to have you in my life too, cols.”
the blonde can’t wipe the huge smile off his face it’s starting to hurt, your lips mirroring his when he lifts your hand up to his mouth again and places a quick kiss to it. colson wishes your hand was your lips, but he’s going to keep that to himself for the time being, baby steps.
“right, get out so i can go home,” you tease, turning the key to the ignition, causing the car to roar again. you glance over at him, feeling his eyes watching your every move, and you’re correct once you meet his gaze as soon as your head turns. “i have a date to get ready for.”
“okay okay, i’m going.” he chuckles, unlinking your hand with his and raising his palms up to show his surrender, making you giggle. “i’ll see you tomorrow, thank you again.”
“see you tomorrow.” you respond, rolling the window down to the passenger seat once he steps out and shuts the door behind him with a slam.
“drive safe, give me a text when you get home so i know you made it home in one piece.” he demands, leaning his arms on the window with a warm smile, before pushing himself off it and turning around, strolling to his door.
you stay parked outside his house, watching his every move to make sure he got in okay, knowing full well how clumsy drunk colson can be. colson gives you a small wave once he opens the door, signalling that it was fine for you to leave now, so you head off into the direction of your home, mind clouded with the tall blonde that you’re very fond of.
summary: you and colson are friends, and every saturday the two of you have a sleepover at his house but this one sleepover ends completely different.
word count: 1.5k words.
warnings: none, all fluff.
my writing
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from the second the colson and you became friends, the two of you decided that every saturday you spend the night at colson’s house, watching movies and eating all the junk food you both can lay your hands on. therefore, this has been a tradition for the two of you for years now, only breaking it when you have work the following day.
it is a saturday, and of course, the two of you are perched in his king sized bed with a variety of snacks and drinks surrounding you. surprisingly, colson has let you have free range of the television remote, claiming he couldn’t find a good enough movie to watch, and decided it was your turn to be in charge of the movie picking.
“colson, quit putting your cold feet on me.” you snap playfully, flicking your gaze off of the flatscreen that’s planted on colson’s drawers ahead of you, and towards the blonde who is tittering to the right of you. leaning your hand under the covers, you slap his knee gently demanding him to return his foot to its original space.
“this movie is shit,” he huffs, pulling his icy cold foot away from your shin and picking up a piece of sweet popcorn that’s sitting inside the large bowl in between the two of you, chucking it into his mouth with a teasing scowl. “when i said you could pick the movie, i wasn’t expecting a shitty chick flick.”
“stop whining,” grinning, you mimic his actions by picking up a couple of pieces of popcorn, never taking your eyes off the flatscreen and flinging a piece in colson’s direction with a breathy laugh through your nostrils. “this film’s good, i’ve watched it a couple of times.”
“yeah i can tell.” rolling his eyes and crossing his arms, not before picking up the scattered popcorn that you threw at him and popping it into his mouth, and turning to look at you. “you haven’t stopped mouthing the words the whole time.”
with a smile, you divert your eyes off the television and to colson, face warming slightly to see him already gazing at you with soft eyes. “well i like this film.”
“which is why i’m letting you watch it.” he winks, picking up more popcorn and throwing it into his mouth then chucking one at you, which hits your nose. “it’s cute to see you so interested in a movie.”
scrunching your nose up with a pout, you cross your arms together over your chest, turning your head and eyes back towards the flatscreen, mumbling, “that wasn’t very nice of you.”
“so it’s funny when you do it to me, but not when i do it to you? interesting.” smiling wide when you stick two fingers up at him as your response, biting your bottom lip to stop the corners of your mouth from raising into a grin.
colson studies you for a while, as your gaze never leaves the flat screen and your mouth moves as the characters speak, reciting the script quietly to yourself.
he admires the way you’re makeup free, skin glistening with the skincare you applied to your face when you removed your makeup prior to the movie. hair shoved up on the top of your hair with a navy blue scrunchie, with wispy pieces framing your face. his hoodie hanging off your shoulders, and when you stand it hits the middle of your thighs, your hands peeking out of the long sleeves, playing with your fingers occasionally. he studies the way your eyes light up brightly when your favourite character appears on the screen, and your infectious laugh that falls out of your mouth when something funny happens, causing the man to smile brightly every time.
your laughter brings the blonde out of his trance and before you could catch him gazing adoringly at you, he quickly flicks his eyes from you, to the flat screen ahead of him.
the movie ends, and the credits as well as the ending song blares from the flatscreen. you’re now closer to colson, head resting on his shoulder as his arm lays around your shoulders, whilst he flicks through the different movies with his right. once finding one that sounds remotely interesting, he presses play, shoving the remote to the side of him.
“you still awake?” he mummers, craning his head down to peep at your face, smiling softly as you blink and nod slowly, half asleep. the movie is about half way through, and you couldn’t stop your eyes from falling shut, and your arm from looping itself around colson’s waist, which he didn’t mind at all.
“yeah,” bringing your hand up to muffle a yawn that spills past your lips, lifting your head up to look at him, smiling when you catch his gaze. “what would you do if there was a zombie apocalypse right now? would you hide in here or would you go somewhere else?”
shaking his head amusingly with a chuckle, he averts his gaze from your eyes to the screen, before glancing back down to you, blushing a bit when he notices you’re still staring up at him.
“um,” clearing his throat before chewing on his bottom lip to stop a grin from spreading, thinking of an answer and slightly confused as to where this topic has come from. ”probably stay here. not without making sure that you’re here with me so i know you’re safe of course.”
“okay, but what if they-“ pausing for a moment to stifle another yawn with a grin, before continuing. “can open the doors, what would you do then? oh and they can pick locks too.”
“well in that case,” his eyes dance around your face, an amused smile adoring his lips, as you stare up at him, your own eyes glancing around his face. the blonde chuckles, before opening his mouth again. “i’d nail the doors shut with wood, but let’s hope a zombie apocalypse doesn’t happen any time soon. also, this is going to sound cheesy but ... i love when you’re half asleep and talking nonsense.”
“yeah i would do that too, twice though.” you giggle softly, grinning up at him as he looks down at you with loving eyes, his tongue poking out briefly to wet his lips before he takes a deep breath, searching your face before moving his attention to your lips as the part. “nice to know you like my nonsense, cols.”
“this might sound strange,” his voice is low, as he stares into your eyes, flicking his eyes down towards your lips as you bring your bottom lip between your teeth, chewing gently. “but, can i kiss you right now?”
“i mean, we don’t have to, of course. it’s completely up to you, i just had to ask because you look so cute right now, and yeah.” the blonde heart feels like it’s going to beat out of his chest, and he’s pretty certain you can hear it as you beam wide, removing your lip from your teeth and sitting up slightly, heads inches away from each other.
you bring your head forward so your lips are millimetres away from his, humming as a response before mumbling a quick, “yes you can.”
colson brings his right hand up to rest on your cheek, pulling you closer to him with a smile. finally, he purses his lips, pressing them onto yours with a content sigh, as you lift your hand to rest onto his locks, bringing him impossibly closer.
your heart rate is through the roof, as your lips move in sync. the movie is long forgotten, as you feel his tongue swipe your bottom lip, begging for access. with a slight grin, you part your lips, your hand tugging on the nape of his neck as your tongues collide together.
after a few moments, you both pull away breathlessly with huge smiles mirroring each other. resting your head back onto his chest, his arms immediately move to loop round your body, holding you close to him whilst he releases a pleased sigh.
“i’ve been waiting a long time to do that.” you mummer, squeezing his body with one hand, focusing your attention as your cheeks burn from your confession.
“yeah, me too. i like you a lot, i just wasn’t sure if you felt the same.” he responds, looking down at you before lifting his attention back to the flatscreen, trying to figure out what he has missed.
“i like you a lot too, cols.” you smile softly, chuckling slightly as you look back up at him, causing him to glance back down with a smile as well. “if it wasn’t obvious.”
with a wide smile, colson leans forward, connecting his lips back onto yours, pressing a few soft kisses to them before pulling away, looking down at you tenderly.
“good because i would have totally embarrassed myself just then.” chuckling, as you press a gentle kiss to his jaw, then resting your head on his shoulder, smiling up at him with a benevolent smile, before flicking your gaze back over to the television, wrapping your arms tighter around the blonde’s frame.
