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[cali-holland]

Harrison Osterfield Masterlist

Last Updated: 6/4/20

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[cali-holland]

Tom Holland Masterlist

Last Updated: 5/16/20

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Requests: Open - please read the rules briefly here

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[bxcketbarnes]

Spontaneous

Pairing: Calum Hood x Reader

Words: 2100+

Author’s Note: from the prompts- “Fuck it- do you wanna get married?”/ “I don’t want to be just friends with you.” - I have created this! I hope you enjoy it 🖤

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[bxcketbarnes]

Being A Lil Tease

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader

Words: 1400+

Author’s Note: so, I took some cute but risqué photos earlier for some reason lmfao and I was inspired to write this 💁🏻

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[lowrybodyinjury]

i saw a prompt "im sleeping over at my friends flat from uni after study group and just got woken up in the middle of the night by their roommate who is sitting in the kitchen listening very loudly to the dirty dancing soundtrack and crying like wtf i didnt even know you had a roommate and normally i would yell at you but damn you are cute" can you write a harry blurb on it?

your wish is my command :-)

Harry rarely sleeps away from home, feeling way too committed to his nightly routine that he’s grown so accustomed to keeping. He looks forward to burning his taste buds on hot tea (because he’s grown too impatient and exhausted to let it cool) and letting his eyes fall shut to the hum of romantic comedies shuffling through his Netflix library. Except tonight when his eyes snap open, and he’s still in his tight jeans, arms stuck to a page in his open textbook sprawled on the carpet, and he realizes he nodded off in his lab partner’s flat.

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[disneyprincemuke]

hi! for the prompts, if you’re still doing them, can you do #28 with ashton angstyyyy but with a happy ending?? (:

[masterlist]

this is gonna be shorter than i usually write, and also because i haven’t written angst in a while so i need to familiarise myself with it again he h e <3

Ashton doesn’t like being all up in people’s business, and especially not yours. He didn’t like prying into things that didn’t need him inserting himself inside. He usually waited for people to update him on things. Otherwise, he doesn’t mind. Until now.

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[bxcketbarnes]

56 with Best Friend!Ashton please 😩

Caught off-guard kiss

You and Ash were on your way to your daily coffee date. It's not like a date-date even though you kinda wished it could be, but he's just your best friend. The two of you made it to the cute coffee shop and Ashton jogs forward, holding the door open for you. You thanked him quietly and stepped into the shop, making your way towards the booth you two normally sit in.

"You want your usual?" He asked and you nod you head, moving your hands to grab your wallet. "No, no, no. It's one me."

"You sure? You've paid the last two weeks, Ash," you frown and he steps over towards the table, bending down slightly.

"I'm sure, cutie. It's my treat," he mentioned with a smile and you sighed, leaning back against the seat.

"Fine, fine. But I'm paying next week, mister," you chuckled and he mhm'd before heading back towards the short line.

Ashton got to the front of the line and ordered his iced coffee and your hot chocolate. He gave the barista a small smile as she gave him his change before he moved to the side. It didn't take too long to get the drinks and his eyes moved towards the front door after hearing the small bell go off, indicating someone came in.

His eyes went wide as his clingy ex-girlfriend, Diana, walked in and he panicked slightly. Ashton grabbed the drinks and he accidentally made eye contact with her on his way towards you.

You sat towards the wall in the booth, scrolling through instagram as you liked Ash's recent photo he put up when the man himself shoved his way next to you. You picked your head up as he almost spilled your drinks about to ask him what was wrong when he cut you off before you spoke.

"Hey, baby," he greeted before dipping his head down to press his lips to yours. Your eyes were wide and Ashton pulled away before you could get the chance to kiss him back.

"I-Wha-," you started and you could see the desperation in his eyes. You were a bit confused until you looked over his shoulder to see Diana walking towards the two of you. You moved your eyes back to him and nodded your head a bit, letting him know that you'd play along and he let out a sigh of relief before resting his face in the nape of your neck.

"Ashton, hey!" His ex greets and Ashton pulled away from you to look up at her. He gave her a tight-lipped smile as you grabbed your hot chocolate, taking a small sip. "I'm, who's this?"

He glanced towards you and you give him a smile, grabbing his hand before interlocking your fingers together. "I'm his girlfriend," you told her and she looks a bit shocked.

"Oh, uh, nice. Anyway, it's nice seeing you," she muttered awkwardly before practically running out of the shop.

The two of you sit in silence for a few moments and Ashton glanced down at your hands that were still laced together. "Thank you for doing this. I'm sorry, but I just-"

"Hey, it's okay. I'm happy to help, Ash," you tell him with a smile while stroking the back of his hand with your thumb.

His hazel eyes met yours and he brings his free hand up to your face, stroking your cheekbone. "I've always wanted to do that," Ashton whispered so quietly that you almost didn't hear him. Almost.

Your heart pounds against your chest as your breath hitches in your throat. "Really?" You asked in a whisper as well and he nodded his head. A smile came to your lips as you reconnected your lips in a short kiss.

"Do you want to go to dinner with me tonight?" Ashton asked after you pulled away and you giggled, nodding your head.

"I'd love to, Ash."

[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

5SOS??? Bitch my 2013 self is squeaking! Okokokokok *clears throat* I’ve always wanted to be taught how to drum by ash

man my 2013 self is also kinda freaking out rn I don’t even know what’s going on tbh but here we are I guess

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Ashton smiled as he looked up from his drums to see Y/N watching him from the doorway, her arms wrapped around herself in a hug and her eyes tired with her own soft smile on her face.

“Hey, baby,” he said. “Did I wake you?” He asked.

Ashton’s music room was the other side of the apartment to their bedroom but it was the drums and so the sound was definitely bound to carry. Though Y/N was constantly insisting that she liked the sound of his drumming, Ashton was less sure, especially when she was napping.

Y/N’s shoulders raised in a slight shrug, her expression still heartbreakingly soft as she watched him.

“Maybe a little,” she agreed. “I was mainly just cold,” she added, giggling a little bit.

“The heating’s getting fixed tomorrow,” Ashton promised and Y/N nodded, hugging herself a little tighter, the action not going unnoticed by Ashton. He moved back just slightly on his stool, making room for her and patting the space between his legs. “For the meantime, though, come sit here,” Y/N’s smile widened and there was only minuscule hesitation before she crossed the room to settle herself between his legs on the drum stool.

“But now you can’t play,” she realised, struggling to get back up but Ashton’s arms wrapped themselves firmly around her waist to keep her in position. He chuckled, nuzzling his face into her neck and placing a kiss to her skin.

“No - but you can,” he pointed out. Y/N craned her neck around to shoot her boyfriend a confused look, to which Ashton responded by pecking her lips.

“You do remember that I can’t play drums, right?” 

“Yeah - but I’m going to teach you,” Ashton declared, placing the drum sticks in her hands. Y/N raised her eyebrows at him.

“You sure about this, Ash?”  

“There’s no one else I’d trust with my drums,” he vowed, kissing her again, both of them grinning as their lips touched.

Ashton’s drumming lesson proceeded with fits of giggles, kisses snuck between his instructions and beaming grins constantly on both of their faces. It was only about half an hour in that Y/N sighed and turned around as best she could on the stool to look at Ashton.

“It hurts your hands, doesn’t it?” She asked rhetorically, much to the amusement of Ashton, who burst out into laughter.

“Is that you done for the day?” He teased and Y/N nodded, carefully putting down the drum sticks and instead wrapping her arms around Ashton’s neck.

“I think I’ll leave the drumming to you,” Ashton kissed her gently.

“That’s a shame - if you got really good you could’ve been hired as our back up drummer and come touring with us,” Ashton pouted.

“I think you may have to let that dream go, Ash.”

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[ukulelecal]

i feel like "no amount of pumpkin spice lattes can make me enjoy this" is such an ashton thing to say. you were really persistent on making him go to a pumpkin patch but it was super rainy. you're having the time of your life but ashton is very >:((

39 - “no amount of pumpkin spice lattes can make me enjoy this.”

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it wasn’t that ashton didn’t want to go to a pumpkin patch with you. in fact, he had been looking forward to it. but when he woke up to rain hitting the windows and his weather app showing no signs of it stopping all day, he figured you would just go another day. but, you had other plans.

“we can still go,” you insisted, shrugging your shoulders. “it’s not even raining that hard.”

ashton furrowed his eyebrows as he glanced over at you.

“why don’t we just go another day when it’s not raining? i think we’ll have more fun if we’re not getting soaked,” he explained, silently praying that his logic would get through to you. much to his dismay, you only chuckled and shook your head.

“i think the opposite, actually. it’ll be even more fun in the rain.” you finished up the cereal you were eating and stood up from the table. “come on, get ready.”

“babe,” ashton sighed as he joined you standing. “seriously, let’s go another day. we’re going to get sick being outside in the rain all day.”

“not if we dress warm,” you countered, shooting him a grin. seeing your boyfriend’s grumpy expression, you walked over to him and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “it’ll be fun, ash, i promise. and we’ll stop to get pumpkin spice lattes on the way, okay?”

he begrudgingly agreed and soon enough, you were on your way to the pumpkin patch with pumpkin spice lattes in hand.

you and ashton walked around for a bit, checking out all the different things to do, and ashton was having a hard time hiding how miserable he was. he was cold and wet, his shoes were covered in mud, and the rain only seemed to be getting worse. you, on the other, hand were completely unaffected by the weather. a little rain never stopped you from having fun. you glanced at ashton and noticed the deep frown on his face; you felt a bit bad for forcing him to come when you could tell he didn’t want to, but you thought he’d lighten up a bit when he got there.

“you okay, ash?” you mumbled softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. “need another latte?”

“no amount of pumpkin spice lattes can make me enjoy this,” he grumbled in response, shaking his head. you sighed, letting your other hand find his shoulders.

“i’m sorry, babe, i shouldn’t have made you come. i know the weather sucks. want to go home? we can make some hot chocolate and put on a movie?”

a small grin spread across his face for the first time that day, and he nodded.

“that’d be great. but let’s go pick out some pumpkins first, yeah?”

you and ashton each picked out a couple pumpkins before heading home, you keeping your promise of hot chocolate and a movie. you knew he was right that it would have been a better idea to go on a different day, but it was still a perfect end to the day.

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[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

I think I do get what you're saying and I'm definitely requesting the wedding one because it's a soft concept and I need it in my life

yeah I know it’s a weird way of me doing it but my blogs are all a lil disorganised but it’s the way that I understand it and how my mind works at least haha - thanks for requesting this for me thoooooo

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“Hey,” Ashton’s arms wrapped around her waist from behind and he nestled his face into her neck as he breathed his greeting.

“Hey,” Y/N beamed, craning her neck around to press a kiss to his hair.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” He asked and Y/N’s bridesmaids, who she had been talking to, all awed at his words.

“I think your tears said it enough,” Y/N teased but there was no malice behind her words, only utter affection.

“You guys mind if I steal her for a moment?” Ashton asked, directing the question to Y/N’s best friends.

“Isn’t it enough you’ve got her for the rest of her life?” Hannah scoffed, but the smile softened her words, showing them as being nothing more than gentle teasing.

“Afraid not,” Ashton shrugged, tightening a little around her waist.

“What’s wrong?” Y/N asked as Ashton tugged her out of the room of wedding guests.

“Just need a minute,” he admitted and they stopped out in the quiet hallway, the band still audible from the bustling room of their friends.

“You okay?” Y/N probed, lifting her hand to gently brush Ashton’s messy hair from his face. It had started the day looking smart and gelled back to go with his suit, but as the wedding had gone on it had gotten more and more mussed up to make him look more like he usually did.

“Better than ever,” Ashton sighed contentedly, leaning down to kiss her, his forehead resting heavy against hers. “I just feel like it’s our wedding but I haven’t properly seen you today,” he admitted. “I just needed some time with just you.”

“You’ll always have time with just me,” Y/N swore, leaning up to kiss him again.

The band’s music switched and a softer, slower song began to play and the newly weds could hear gentle murmuring coming from the main room as presumably people began to couple up.

“May I have this dance?” Ashton asked and Y/N beamed at him, taking his offered hand.

“You can have every dance,” she swore as Ashton twirled her under his arm before pulling her back tight to his chest, the two of them swaying to the gentle sounds of the music playing.

Just the two of them in the empty corridor. 

Quiet. Peaceful. Together.

[bxcketbarnes]

Guitar Lessons

Pairing: Calum Hood x Reader

Words: 1400+

Request:  Ok, so a Calum one where they just sit and he teaches his S/O how to play the guitar, with the promise of learning the bass as soon as they learn the guitar. And they just spend the day cuddling because his S/O’s fingers hurt cause of the guitar.

Author’s Note: This request is cute and I hope I’ve done it justice. Also, this gif of Calum is adorable as fuck I die.

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[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

Gosh I'm so happy you opened blurbs for Ashton and Calum! Can I request a cal blurb where he's training (God those arms) and you watch him and when he notices you he gets all blushy?

Bro I’m so happy I have as well - I dunno why my love for 5sos suddenly came hurtling back at me but man I’m glad it did

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Y/N sat on her phone at the edge of the room as Calum worked out.

He normally went to the gym with Ashton but had gotten a call from the drummer that morning to say that he was sick. Calum still wanted to go for a workout though and so had asked his girlfriend to accompany him as he did so just so that he had someone to talk to while he worked out.

Y/N had agreed immediately, a secret guilty pleasure of hers being to watch Calum train.

Y/N looked up from her phone, catching Calum’s eye as he lifted weights and the man smiled at her and Y/N winked in return, wiggling her eyebrows teasingly before allowing her eyes to roam around Calum’s well-sculpted body.

“Y/N!” Calum whined and Y/N dragged her eyes away from his body to meet his eyes, priding herself in the blush that adorned his face.

“What?” She giggled.

“Stop looking at me like that!” He insisted, dropping the weight and walking over to her, grabbing his water bottle from next to her.

“Like what?” Y/N asked and Calum rolled his eyes, taking a large drink of water.

“You know how you look at me,” he muttered, his cheeks still red with embarrassment.

“Because your gorgeous, Cal,” she said, grinning up at him, his blush deepening even further. “And I can’t believe I get to call you mine,” she added, causing Calum’s face to soften and he beamed down at her, one hand dropping down to cup her cheek.

“I wouldn’t want to be anyone else’s,” he promised, ducking down to kiss her gently. “But please stop watching me,” he added.

“Why?”

“It makes me nervous!” Calum admitted, giggling awkwardly and Y/N tugged him down to kiss him again.

“It’s just me,” she whispered.

“I know - that’s why.”

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[roseycal]

ok but cal on the couch like that....., imagine coming home and seeing him asleep and cuddling, or like just coming home and him being like that so you jump on him and give him lots of cuddles and kisses everywhere -local calum hoe

“Cal?” I call, my fingertips gracing the hall light switch. A dim golden light enhances the entryway from the shadows, a curled up ball of fluff placed among the stray shoes acting as pillows. The flashing headlights and low rasp of cars driving by echoes in my ears, a soothing hum to calm my mind from my long dy at work. 

I slowly peel off my boots and coat, slinging my keys to the side table, creating a rattle to fill the silence soon overbearing. There is no other sense of movement save for me and the slight rustling of Duke.

“Bubba?” I let my voice wander deeper into the looming darkness, turning the corner to the living room to be faced with my bigger ball of pure fluff sprawled out across the couch. Moonlight peeks through the navy curtains, the steady rising and falling of his chest notifying me that he’s asleep.

Calum’s hands clasp behind his head, fingers intertwined with his blue koolaid, hair and arms rightfully displaying his many tattoos. The pale inner skin glows in addition to the moon’s luminescence. The divots of muscles tensing and creating a warm and cozy feeling in my stomach.

He looks to peaceful, legs on top one another, lips slightly parted and body still clad in his flared grey pants and a form-fitting black t-shirt. God, my boy never fails to take my breath away.

Without a second thought, the floor creaks with each tip-toe of my feet, and soon enough I’m crawling up the plush white leather to face him. He shifts, an arm coming to gently wrap around my waist and pull me closer. 

“Baby...” He groans, smiling still with his eyes shut, still adjusting to my warming presence. Slowly, I lower myself beside him, curling into his scent like vanilla and burying my face in his neck. He giggles before pressing a chaste peck to my lips and peering at me sleepily. 

Murmurs of ‘goodnight’ and ‘I love you’ linger above us, a blanket to keep us warm for the night. My legs intertwine with his, hand splayed across his beating heart and teasing at the chain that lays around his neck. Not caring to get our pyjamas on or move up to our bed upstairs, we fall asleep in each others arms, Duke curling up by our waists soon after.

[babe-babylon]

I need one with best friend cal taking y/n home because she got really drunk at the club and she is wearing tight short skirts and he can see her thong and she’s just being really flirty and hitting on him and this just drives calum crazy

The smell of girly perfume, the idea of a clean untouched hair, and the heels who were high enough to reach for the skies(or at least Calum’s shoulder) were all gone by the end of the night. Alcohol scent instead of body spray, messy hair in a high ponytail and the heels were long forgotten at Calum’s backseat as he carried you to your shared place.

He never even thought of ending the night with you, it was always going out togther but losing each other during the night. And maybe it was meant to be that the only time ever that Calum sees you again at a party, you’re wasted. Complelty, fully, uncontrollably wasted. He didn’t even think you knew how to party this hard, but he knew that as your best friend, his night is over the second you needed to get home.

Calum helped you sit as straight as possible on the couch, trying to help you concentrate again and return back to the real world. Not the world inside your head that made you giggle so much at nothing, though it was cute.

“You’re really cute,” you mumbled with yet another giggle.

Calum shrugged with a chuckle of his own, “I’m trying my best.”

Your head rested over the couch, “You look so much like Calum, he’s really hot too.”

“Oh, is he?”

You nodded your head with a confirmation hum. “S'my best friend,” you paused, “You’re hotter, though.”

Calum bit his lips, trying to hold a laugh. “You sure?”

You rolled your body on top of his, hands cupping his cheeks that only turned redder by the second. Your little skirt leaving almost nothing more to expose, and Calum didn’t have to try hard to imagine anything further. He knew you were drunk, you were his best friend, and he knew he wasn’t going to do anything. Your leg raised higher and higher over his thigh, almost in need to start riding. As it went up it exposed your thong, even if Calum looked away he could still not avoid the black lace peeking from beneath the short material of your leather skirt. Your face leaned forward by the second, lips almost touching his but letting him wait. He could almost feel them against his, it lingered in the only way he’d both hated and loved at the same time. Calum swallowed the lump in his throat, wanted to believe you have yet to notice the tent in his pants. And he hated that he knew he wasn’t going to have sex with you, not when you’re drunk and can’t remember your name.

As he was about to stop you from moving faster, from exposing more skin, if that was even possible, you surprised him when you pulled away. “Can we watch a movie?”

Calum smiled as he nodded, “I’d like that a lot.”

You found yourself wrapped up in a blanket, an empathy hoodie covering you as well, and a human blanket names Calum helping heating you up too. That’s all you could tell when you woke up the next morning, light softly peeking through the living room window, television shut and one sleeping Calum having his arm still around you, by your side. As you slowly stirred, he did too, brown eyes slowly opening. “Morning,”

“Thank you for looking after me yesterday,” you smiled, a soft kiss found its way to his cheek. “I don’t remember anything,”

“You were complelty wasted yesterday, I couldn’t just leave you there.”

You nodded with a laugh, getting up from the sofa towards the kitchen. “You really are hotter than Calum, though.”

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[calums--penguin]

hey could you write a luke imagine that’s kinda angst with a fluffy ending??

word count: 1.8k

warnings: cheating, swearing, angry luke & angst i guess

summary: you’re so sick of being in love with luke so you find a new boyfriend to distact yourself, but feelings don’t disappear overnight.

a/n: v cliche angst but i just wanted to write something so ;) and i haven’t done any 5sos writing in forever so this may suck so pls leave comments to tell me how i did thank u

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Easy - C.H

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Summary: You make it seem so easy. 

Rating: General Audience (Fluff)

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Calum’s eyes wearily dart between the rapidly passing buildings, the different coloured lights illuminating his face as he watches on, his eyes wanting nothing more than too close and let his dreams transport him away. He forces his eyes to stay open, just a little longer until they get to the hotel, just a little longer until he can rest his head and pass out, until tomorrow when he has to do it all again.

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[joshuaparkerarchive-deactivated]

jealous kiss with calum !! :D

Calum didn’t get jealous. He didn’t like it, because he was already insecure of being too clingy. He swears up and down it’s why he couldn’t maintain a relationship; he needed too much of them and expected too much. He promised he’d never do that with you, because this was the first time he wanted to fight to make it work. 

He didn’t get jealous. He didn’t show much public affection. He tried to give you your space, even though he wanted to be attached to your hip (mostly because he just fucking missed you. After a long day, after being away on tour, after a fight - he fucking missed you). 

But, this was ridiculous. 

He was watching you from where he was at the stage. You were talking to a co-worker that just happened to be here tonight. Calum remembers him, from the holiday office party a year ago. The way his hand brushed against your shoulder when you both laughed at something, the way his eyes drank you in when you took your coat off, the way he watched your mouth whenever you took a bite of something. 

Calum knew he was doing it, because it was all things he’d done before. 

He wasn’t upset, not with you. He trusted you, he knows nothing would happen. You were either being too nice or were sincerely oblivious; Calum knew it was the latter. 

He smiled as the crowd cheered him and his band on at the smaller get together. He was quick to set his bass down as Luke promised to come back for an encore. He jumped off the small, short desk and rushed toward you, smiling when you squealed at the sight of him, running up to him and leaping into his arms. His arms wound around your waist and he lifted you off the ground a little, pulling you close as his eyes met Johnny, your co-worker, who rolled his eyes. 

“You were so good!” You yelled over the music that started playing to fill the silence, kicking your feet until he set you down. You smiled up at him, leaning up to give him a small peck. You turned your head to ask John what he thought of the show, only for Calum’s hand to grab your chin and catch you by surprise, his lips meet yours in another kiss, his arms going back around your waist. 

Your eyes widened before your hands came up to his face, cupping his rounder cheeks and you kissed him back. The public display of affection caught you off guard, and confused you. Especially when Calum only slightly dipped you as the crowd cheered you both on. He pulled away after letting his tongue lightly prod at your bottom lip, leaving you a little flustered. You opened your mouth to say something, only to see him looking at John, a smug look on his face. Then it hit you. 

Calum was jealous. And, fuck, was it hot. 

You smiled to yourself, biting your bottom lip. He looked down at you again, his smug look replaced with surprise of what he’d just done. All his work at playing it cool went out the window and he felt like an idiot.

“Babe, I’m s-”

You reacted quickly, your hands coming up to his face again and pulling him down, kissing him again. His hands landed on your hips, giving them a soft squeeze as you pulled away. 

“Don’t apologize. That was hot,” you said, winking at him. “Can I get you a drink, Rockstar?”

He gave you a small smirk, feeling a new found confidence with you. His hand slipped from your hip to your back pocket, nestling his hand into it and pulling you against him. “I got this round, babe.”