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cinematicsoph · 1 year

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valntyne • calum hood blurb

summary: it's your first valentines day in a relationship and you're super excited. however, everything that could go wrong - did. and your boyfriend doesn't even seem to remember it's valentines day…or does he?

warnings: swearing, super duper cheesy…like extremely cheesy

a/n: heyyyy how y'all doing? happy valntyne's day, lovers! i randomly got this idea listening to valentine and luckily Cal won the twitter poll bc i lowkey wanted him to win it all along oops lol. anyways (as always) thank you to my amazing editor and to you guys reading this! i hope you enjoy and that you had a great valentines day !

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Today sucks. It has honestly been the worst day you’ve had in a long time. To make matters worse, it’s your first Valentine’s Day in a relationship and your boyfriend didn’t seem to remember or care.

You and Calum have been dating for four months and things have been going great. You and the guys have been friends for so long but you always felt different about Calum. When he finally got the courage to ask you out, you were ecstatic. Now it’s Valentine’s Day and while you usually hate this holiday since you never got to fully experience it, you were looking forward to spending the day with your boyfriend. But Calum didn’t say anything about Valentine’s Day when he woke up, and then you got called into work at 6 am so you couldn’t even stay at home with him. Then you got a shit ton of work thrown at you, and you spilt your coffee on your outfit and important documents that needed to be sent out before you left. It seemed that everything that could go wrong, did. All you wanted to do was go home and curl up in a ball, never to leave again. You knew that by now Calum had left your house to go back to his own and you couldn’t tell if that made you feel better or worse. Part of you longed for his comforting cuddles. His body temperature always seeming warmer than normal and his tattoos were strangely calming to trace always made you feel better. But the other part of you desperately wanted to be alone. To go to the grocery store and buy whatever the hell you wanted, go home to change into your pajamas, and binge watch John Mulaney specials until the tears on your cheeks turned to ones of laughter. Unfortunately, you cannot have both.

Work seemed to drag on, the end of your shift always seeming out of reach. Until finally, your boss walked into your office. “Y/N, you’ve been here for nearly 10 hours. Go home and enjoy the holiday with your boyfriend.”

“Yeah, I’m good. Thanks” you said, ignoring her and continuing the last of your work.

“Hey, I know I’m your boss. But I’d like to think that we’re friends too. I can tell when somethings wrong, Y/N. Did something happen between you and Calum?” She closes your door and sits down in the chair across from you. “You know you can talk to me, right?”

You look up at her and the sympathetic look on her face made you tear up. “It’s just been such a shitty day, and it’s my first Valentine’s Day in a relationship, and my boyfriend doesn’t even seem to care. I woke up this morning hoping for at least a “Happy Valentine’s Day” from him. But I didn’t get anything. I got a “good morning” and then a phone call that I had to come in today. I just…I just want to go home and be alone,” you say choking up. You’re trying to keep the tears from falling and then you realize how much you just spilt to your boss. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to rant like that. I’m just so tired.”

“It’s okay, Y/N. Why don’t you go treat yourself to some sweets and go home, okay? I’ll have one of the interns finish the last little bit of work.” You nod and gather your stuff. You quietly thank her and walk out your office door. As you’re walking to your car, you check your phone in hopes that Calum remembered what day it was and texted you. But there was nothing. No call, text, not even a tag on Instagram for a Valentine’s Day post. At this point, you don’t even want the sweets. You don’t want to walk through the store and see more people. So you head home, hoping for some quiet.

After unlocking the door and walking in, you take off your shoes and notice a rose petal on the mat you keep your shoes on. Confused, you pick it up and look at it. Looking at the floor, you notice more rose petals. You being to grow more confused and decide to follow them out of curiosity. You follow them all the way upstairs to your bedroom. You see that they go under the closed door so you open it up. Your bedroom is covered in balloons and rose petals and sitting on your bed is your boyfriend, grinning like a mad man. He looks as handsome as ever in a suit and red tie, hold a giant teddy bear and a few boxes of chocolates.

“Hey,” he says smiling even more (if that’s even possible).

“Hi.” You say quietly, walking over to him. “What is all this?”

“Well, I was hoping to spend Valentine’s Day with my favorite person ever, but they got called into work. And a little birdie may or may not have mentioned the terrible day you had. I didn’t forget about Valentine’s Day, love. I just really wanted to surprise you.” And that’s when the dam holding your tears back finally gives out. You sniffle and look at him. “Hey, it was not my intention to make you cry!” He sets the teddy bear and chocolates on your bed and walks over to you. He hugs you and lightly kisses your head.

“You’re just…you’re so incredible and I just spent the work day angry at you because I thought you didn’t care about Valentine’s Day.” Your words are muffled by his shirt. “I’m so sorry, Cal.”

“No, don’t apologize, love. I wanted to surprise you and I obviously didn’t think this through very well.” You shake your head and look up at him.

“It’s perfect, thank you.” You peck his lips and he wipes your tears.

He kisses your head again and for the first time—he says “I love you.” You swear you have never felt the way you are feeling right now. You face breaks out into a huge smile and you kiss him. Eventually you pull away for air, still smiling.

“I love you too, Calum. This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.” You walk over to the box of chocolates and giggle when you see “will you be my valntyne?” written on the lid. “You’re such a dork.”

“Yeah, but I’m your dork.” He smiles and hugs you from behind. “Now let’s go cuddle and watch John Mulaney.”

“You read my mind.” You turn and kiss his nose.

“There’s a horse loose in the hospital!”

After you change into comfier clothes, you and Cal are cuddled together on the couch with your favorite comedian on in the background. He brought all the snacks and treats to the living room and refused to eat any of it claiming “it’s for you, love.” He pulls you closer and lightly draws shapes on your back. As he does, you feel your eyes begin to feel heavy. The long day and tears finally caught up with you and exhaustion kicks in.

“Love, you can take a nap. I know your day was rough,” he whispers and kisses your head. “You must be so tired.”

“‘M fine, Cal. I wanna stay up with you.” Your eyes are closed and you are cuddled into his side as much as possible.

“Go ahead and take a nap, love. I’ll be fine. I can carry you to bed if you want.” You nod, already half asleep. He picks you up and brings you back to your room. He lays you down on the bed and kisses your head. He starts to walk to the door

“Stay,” you say. You grab his wrist to stop him from walking away from you. “Please, Cal.” You look up at him as he smiles and nods. He takes his jeans and shirt off then lays next to you. Your legs end up tangled together, his arms wrap around your body pulling you as close to his chest as possible. He rubs your back and kisses your head every once and a while.

“I love you so much,” he whispers. Since he said it the first time, he hasn’t stopped. While watching the special, he would look at you when you were laughing and say it. You would say it back, obviously. He must’ve thought you had fallen asleep, but you were still slightly awake. “God, how did I get so lucky. I don’t deserve you, love. I really don’t.”

“Cheesy fucker,” you say with a sleepy giggle. You open your eyes and look up at him.

“I thought you were asleep!” He laughs, but is clearly embarrassed.

“I am! I am, keep going.” You quickly close your eyes again with a wide smile on you face.

“Yeah, no. I’m not going to make that ego of yours any bigger.” You both laugh and he kisses your head. “Just go back to sleep, bub. We can go back to watching John Mulaney specials and eating our weight in chocolate when you wake up.” You nod and look up at him. You kiss his nose and cuddle back into his side. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Cal.” You smile and close your eyes again. Before falling asleep again you remembered something. “You are gonna clean up the rose petals…right?”

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eddiesblklvr · 2 years

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𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗞𝗬𝗘’𝗦 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗨𝗠 𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧!

* = NEWEST | ☀︎︎ = FLUFF | ☽ = ANGST

UPDATED: JULY 10, 2022

SKYE’S NAV. | REQUESTS

SERIES.

☽☀︎︎ something about her ii iii - calum hates everyone, except her (college!calum hood x blackwoman!oc)

ONE SHOTS.

☀︎︎ a little dizzy - in a world where being in the presence of your soulmate for a period of time makes you pass out, the two of them find each other through ashton (soulmate!calum hood x blackwoman!oc)

☀︎︎☽ my girls - cleo catches calum talking to his daughter about how he feels about her (bestfriend!stepdad!calum x blackwoman!oc)

BLURBS.

☀︎ the exception - the media doesn’t fully know about your relationship with calum until you sing an unreleased song on live (instagram - boyfriend!calum hood x reader)

☀︎ in love - you and calum announce your relationship and pregnancy to the world (boyfriend!dad!calum hood x blackwoman!oc)

TROPES.

COMING SOON!

HEAD CANNONS.

COMING SOON!

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nostalgiabones · 3 years

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Focus on Me // C.H

This is a completely self indulgent blurb that I wrote at 3am after a rough night of anxiety. This is what I felt I wanted at the time, so I thought I’d share it in the hopes of it bringing comfort to someone else feeling this way. So this features themes of anxiety, and comfort from Calum.

Word count: 1,332

“Hey, look at me.”

Calum’s fingertips gently but firmly tap your chin, tilting your face to encourage you to look at him. When you’re feeling like this, you’re sure no one understands — that no one in the world could possibly ease the weight on your chest. Calum knows better, though — throughout your relationship he’s picked up on what you need, and how to get through to you.

“Up here,” He murmurs, loud enough so you hear him, but quiet enough that the moment is just for the two of you — even though no one else is around. “I’m right here, my love. Focus on me.”

Calum has noticed little signs that you weren’t feeling your best all day — from the lack of keeping up a conversation to your fingertips tapping against the table as you ate dinner, he knew. He noticed how you showered before bed, and spent at least fifteen minutes trying to find something to wear for bed — each t-shirt you pulled out not sitting right — but you didn’t quite know why. He silently observes, you think he doesn’t notice — but he always does.

“Just breathe for a minute,” He says it like it’s so simple, and for anyone else, it would be. Yet you feel as though as soon as you release your breath, everything comes crashing down with it — somehow it’s easier to tense up and let your eyes focus on a random spot on the wall. His tone is smooth and reassuring — he makes a conscious effort to keep his voice soft, as he knows anything more will make you feel worse. He throws a leg over yours, almost pressing you against the soft mattress of the bed — he knows the weight helps you to feel grounded.

He’ll never forget the first time you had an anxious day when he was around; your eyes wouldn’t quite meet his and your hands trembled when he tried to hold them. He hadn’t been sure of what to do, how to make you feel better or whether he could. He’ll also never forget the way you pulled him on top of you, letting him lay almost flat against you on the sofa, finally seeing some relief in your expression at the release of the anxiety that had consumed you that day. As soon as he got home, he had ordered a weighted blanket — hoping the sensation would provide similar comfort to what he does, when he can’t be around. He still uses it now, when he is here — when he wants to hold you but you still need the weight of something against you. It’s tucked under the bed, and it’s been a while since you needed it — but he feels as though it could make an appearance tonight.

“You’re okay,” He reassures you, calloused thumbs brushing over your temples, trying to convince you to relax your face. He can feel your tensed jaw, knowing you’re clenching your teeth — but he knows he can only focus on alleviating one thing at a time. “I know it doesn’t feel like it, but you are. I’m staying right here, okay? I’m not going anywhere. We’re gonna ride this out together.”

The unshed tears lining your eyes don’t go unnoticed, and it makes Calum’s heart ache that what he sees as so little is a big deal to you. He doesn’t have to think twice about trying to help, trying to convince your anxious brain that you’re not in danger. Yet he knows previously you’ve had no choice but to deal with it yourself, and now, having Calum around is a blessing.

He reaches over for the TV remote and turns down the volume as well as the brightness, not wanting you to be overstimulated by the surroundings — another thing he’s made note of is how restless you get when there’s too much going on. He doesn’t turn it off completely though — although he has no idea what show is on, he doesn’t care; it’s background noise to distract you from whatever thoughts are swirling around your mind.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” You murmur, your voice so quiet that he almost doesn’t hear you. You fear making it louder will disturb the lump in your throat. Calum shakes his head, his face so close to yours that his nose nudges yours when he moves. The words are true; although there’s only so much he can do, having him around makes everything feel brighter, easier — you wake up looking forward to what the day with him holds, rather than the emptiness you once felt every morning.

“You deserve the whole world and more, baby. I wish I could give it to you.” Calum admits, lips brushing yours as he speaks, ending the sentence with a soft kiss. He’s told himself time and time again that he can’t take your anxiety away, and you’ve told him that you don’t expect him to — yet he so desperately wishes he could. He wishes he never has to see you cry, or hold your hair in the bathroom of a social event you don’t want to be at. “You deserve to be happy, and to enjoy yourself. I wish you believed that too.”

Somehow, with Calum around, you’re starting to.

The more you fall for him, the more you trust him and his words — he truly wants you to be happy, wants the best for you, and it makes you want it for yourself, too. He doesn’t rush you though. He doesn’t expect you to be happy every day — he isn’t himself. You’re human and you have bad days, but he wants to be around to make sure they’re just that — bad days, not weeks, or years.

Calum’s gentle whispers against your forehead work wonders in getting your mind to settle down, he’s something to focus on — finally able to release your jaw, your tongue dropping from the roof of your mouth. He feels your shoulders relax for the first time in hours and he’s relieved too — it makes him feel better. His hand is warm as he smoothes it across the top of your back, a gentle pressure that grounds you and reminds you that he’s there. He feels your hands that were brushing through the soft curls at the back of his neck come to a stop, your grip loosening as you allow yourself to relax.

He’s sure he’ll never forget the feeling of you falling asleep on him — it kicks in an instinct he’s never felt before, like he’ll do anything in his power to keep you comfortable and protect you. He feels it deep in his chest, like he could explode with the love he feels for the person sleeping in his arms. It’s like the world stands still, so content that you’re comfortable enough to rest with him, to let both your mind and body sleep, knowing that he’s got you. He loves how normal it feels; that he can just sit scrolling through his phone or watching the TV whilst you sleep, and you know he won’t go anywhere. You’re a comforting weight to him, and he’s starting to understand why it helps when you’re feeling anxious. He finds himself keeping up the soothing gestures, even when you’re already passed out, convincing himself that you still feel it, in your sleep.

Calum takes the hand that’s clinging to his hoodie with a firm grip and laces his fingers between yours, gently squeezing, his lips pressed to your knuckles in a loving gesture. He doesn’t say anything but a smile graces his lips when you ever so softly squeeze back, and he can’t remember a time where he’s ever felt so loved.

He has no intention of moving, not until he absolutely has to; there’s nowhere else he would rather be.

“Goodnight, my love.”

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devilatmydoor · 3 years

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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.

"You do know how to slow dance Hood, cmon." You insisted as you pulled him over to the middle where everyone was dancing. He pulled you against him as you laid your head on his chest. You swayed back and forth as you danced to the music, you looked at him before he placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

"I love you," Calum said sweetly as you kissed his cheek.

"I love you." You smiled, the song finished, he held you close to him as he walked with you towards the other side of the room towards the back door. You followed behind him as he opened the door for you-you stepped outside while he followed behind you.

He sat down on the back stairs and opened his arms for you to sit between his legs. Calum waited for you to get situated before he wrapped his arms around you, your back leaned on his chest. "No wonder Luke is shirtless dancing around with the disco ball, the moon is full." He joked followed by a chuckle

His chest shook against your back, you giggled gazing at the moon. "Luke would be dancing around shirtless with a disco ball even if it wasn't a full moon."

He let out a low chuckle in your ear, "Your probably right.”

You felt his chest rise and fall with each breath, the silence surrounding you like the night sky painted with silver stars and the bright moon shining above you. His arms tightened around your waist as you fully relaxed against his chest, everything and everyone around you blurred as your eyes focused on the sky above you and your boyfriend holding you close.

Soft noises from the ongoing party disrupted your gaze, you slowly turned around to face Calum. The smile plastered across his face alone made your heart skip a beat, “Are you checking to make sure I didn’t fall asleep?”

You giggled kissing his lips softly, “No, even though I wouldn’t put it past you.”

“Can’t help it I’m a sleepy man.” He stated kissing your lips, his hands rested on your hips.

“Are you going to make it to midnight hood?” You teased with a wink.

“Undoubtedly, especially if I get to kiss you.” He smirked nuzzling his head on your shoulder. Your fingers slowly ran through his black curls with blonde tips.

He sighed as you softly massaged his scalp, you closed your eyes as you attempted to relax again.

The noises from the party were impossible to ignore as you felt his soft hair brush your skin. The back door swung open, Ashton stepped outside and sighed in relief seeing you both sitting on the stairs. “There you two are! It’s almost midnight!”

“It is?” You both said in unison as Calum’s head jolted upwards. Your eyes on Ashton as he shook his head.

“We thought you two left! Get in here!” Ashton declared opening the door waiting for the both of you to get up.

You slowly got off of Calum’s lap and stretched your arms as he followed, his hand quickly found yours as you reentered the party. Luke miraculously found his shirt as the clock on the flat screen read 11:58. You knew the countdown to midnight would commence as Calum let go of your hand and pulled you into his side as everyone, drunkenly counted to midnight. As it reached midnight Calum pulled you against his chest and his lips met yours in a passionate kiss.

You slowly opened your mouth to deepen the kiss while you stood in Ashton’s living room making out for however long you did until you needed air. Calum’s cheeks turned pink as Luke and Michael teased you for making out instead of everyone else just kissing normally.

You said your goodbyes as you left Ashton’s overcrowded house; Calum made sure Luke and Michael called for an uber just incase. Your fingers intertwined with his as you walked towards his car; he retrieved his car keys and unlocked the vehicle. You backed against the passenger door as he tucked a hair behind your ear, “Here’s to another year around the sun with you.”

“I love you, I’m so lucky I get to be with you another year.” You swooned as he kissed your forehead.

“Years my love,” He corrected with a smile as he helped you into the car. The midnight sky bright as he drive the both of you home.

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28ivana28 · 4 years

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Calum Hood one shot

Word count: 1903

Summary: Calum and y/n have been dating for quite some time now but haven’t let the world know yet. It’s not until one concert where Calum decides to surprise her.

my boy ahhhh i love him. this is one thats basically just fluff, I hope you enjoy xx

WILDFLOWER.

You and Calum have been dating for some time now, actually quite a lot of time, but neither of you feel the need to expose your relationship to the media quite just yet. You two love that you are each others secret and that your love is hidden from the world. Of course your families and friends know about you two, how could they not - you guys are practically glued to each other when you’re together. But you two just want to savour your love for the two of you just a bit more before letting the world know the reasons behind all his songs and all your giddy smiles.

The most exciting moments are when you’re both at the same event, texting each other in the car on the way there, Calum obviously arriving with his band mates and you as an actress, with your team. You two exchange cheeky looks at each other all night long and try to hide your giggles and smiles on the red carpets and tables. A few points in the nights you two would text each other to meet near the bathrooms or in an empty hallway and you two would exchange lots of rushed exhilarating kisses at the idea of being caught.

It wasn’t until one day when Calum had surprised you with tickets to one of his shows whilst he was on tour. When Calum went on tour you would miss him dearly and hate going to bed when he wouldn’t be there on his side. So when Calum’s show was in LA you of course wanted to go and be there to support your beautiful boyfriend, but obviously in a discrete way.

So the night of the concert comes, Calum is smashing the bass and singing his vocals like he’s never before. Calum searches the crowd for you looking for you and your best friend you had bought along to the show. You were standing there drink in hand, biggest smile on your face bopping along to the songs you had heard over a million of times but never got sick of.

Calum smiled at the sight of you, you never failed to make his cheeks tint pink and his heart to beat double time. It wasn’t until it was Calum’s turn to talk, causing lots of yells and screams from the crowd.

“How are we tonight LAAA?” Calum dragged out causing the crowd to go crazy.

Calum continued to talk some smack with the boys, hyping the crowd up at some points and the rest just saying some random stuff that he and the boys didn’t even know what they were on about.

“Tonight theres some one pretty special here” Calum begins to speak and your mouth gaped open slightly not expecting these words at all. The crowd goes crazy in confusion and your best friend pinched your side signally shock as well as for you to stop looking so surprised so no one assumes anything.

Before the concert a few people noticed you and asked for some pictures but not too many to make a scene.

Michael, Luke and Ashton all share confused looks with each other also not expecting Calum to announce your presence.

Calum looked a little bit nervous but played it off cool as he swiped the sweat of his forehead and began to smile when he spoke and scratched the back of his neck. “So for the next song we are gonna sing I’m gonna dedicate it to that special someone” Calum let out a breathy laugh almost in nervousness, “this is our new song wildflower everybody.” The crowd went absolutely mental once Calum backed away from the microphone grabbing a sip of water. Luke and Michael both walk up to Calum near Ashton’s drums pretending to get ready for the song but you know they were actually asking Calum what the fuck he’s doing.

As the song started to play you felt your cheeks burn red and your heart beat faster, you take a large sip of the drink in your hands and turn to your best friend who also stood there in shock.

“Oh my god” You slowly let out.

“I know y/n. What the fuck” Your best friend speaks but then follows it up with a breathy laugh. “It’s kind of cute though” she proceeds to say.

You feel your cheeks burn even more “it’s lovely” you begin “I just um, didn’t expect it” you finish still gobsmacked at him practically announcing he has a girlfriend. Gosh this is going to be all over twitter tomorrow you think to yourself.

“He really loves you y/n, you can tell” your best friend speaks right before Calum starts to sing and you feel your heart beat rise each second.

I hear you callin' out my name I love the sound, I love the taste And I can see it in your face You've got a side you can't explain

Calum sings, holding onto the microphone staring straight at you, deep into your eyes like its just you and him in the whole room. Everyone begins to fade away and its just you two right then and there.

You're tellin' me, tellin' me, tellin' me you wanna come over You wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be closer I love it when you wear your hair down over your shoulder 'Cause I wanna hold ya

Calum begins to smirk, cheekily. His eyes never divert from yours as he continues to sing the next line, where he winks, right at you.

'Cause I know where tonight is going

That bloody boy you thought as you shook your head slightly and smiled as your cheeks burnt red and he began to bop up and down to the beat singing the chorus.

tonight was definitely gonna go somewhere.

You're the only one who makes me Every time we I'll tell you what I like My wildflower You're the only one who makes me Every time we I'll tell you what I like My wildflower You know you are my favourite fantasy A fatal love song Waterfall is overflowin' You're the only one who makes me Every time we I'll tell you what I like My wildflower

Calum sang the whole chorus in pure lust, love, excitement and happiness staring down at you, his girl. He never confirmed anyones thoughts on who this ‘special someone’ is but he knows he made you feel very special.

You bop to the beat along side your best friend as you and Calum’s eyes remained lock, you’re amused with how Calum’s smile is through the roof as he knows this song is fully about pleasure and knows that when he performs it very much so turns you on.

You two are eyeing each other now, your eyes have turned more dark full of lust and excitement for your plans for after his show. Calum stares at you and lets his tongue fold out and wet his lips as he goes to grab his microphone again. His hands looking very fucking sexy.

The boys on stage seem to be aware of what Calum’s doing and laugh quite amused at the very intimate interaction between the two of you that no one else in the room is aware of besides your close friends. But you are sure, two and two will be put together and by tomorrow Calum’s little act will be all over twitter.

The boys continued to perform, Calum’s eyes never leaving yours as he did so. Shortly after, the show came to an end and you and your best friend were leaving the venue and walking towards the side door to go back stage.

“OMG Y/N!” a young girl practically screamed causing a huge amount of attention to be pointed at you.

You nervously smile and wave softly at the girl thats running towards you with a few friends.

“I’m so sorry I just love all your movies you’re one of my favourite actresses” she tells you talking extremely fast.

You smile at her as a red tint starts to creep up on your cheeks. “Don’t be sorry” you let out a breathy laugh.

“Could we please get a photo with you?” She asks nicely with her beaming up at you.

“Of course” you say and stand next to all the girls while your best friend offers to take the photo.

“Do you know the 5sos boys?” one of the girls asks you and you feel your cheeks begin to grow warm.

Before you could answer another one spits out “OMG was wildflower about you??” She questions you and you feel everyones attention placed on you.

You let out a nervous chuckle, “I’m just here for the show, I love their music” you let out.

The girls nod, not fully believing you. One of them tries to ask another question but your friend pulls your arm and you look back at the girls. “Sorry girls I have to go, lovely meeting you” you let out.

The girls all say a cheerful bye and one girl yells out something about Calum that you couldn’t understand.

Your best friend takes you through the door to get to backstage that everyone thinks is a fire escape. Luckily they didn’t suspect that you’re going backstage you thought to yourself.

You walked backstage in search for the boys dressing room as you started to feel more nervous. Everyone is going to know soon you think. What is everyone going to say? Are their fans going to be angry? Is everyone going to be mean? You start to feel anxious and your best friend notices.

“Y/n whats wrong?” She asks you as she turns to face you putting both hands on your cheeks cupping your face.

“Nothing” you mumble, “I just need some water”.

She nods as she asks the closest staff member for directions and he leads you two to the catering area.

You drown yourself in a cup of water and you start to feel a bit better almost automatically. Your nerves didn’t fully settle though until you heard your name come from your favourite voice.

“Y/n” Calum yelled from across the room as he did a little jog over to you and embraced you in a big hug, his tatted arms warming your whole body.

“Hey lovey, did you like the show” He mumbled to you as he angled his face to look down at you.

“M’loved it” you mumbled into his chest.

Calum chuckled a little bit because he knows how much you love his hugs.

But you pull out abruptly and face him giving him a frown.

Calum’s face turned into a frown as he looks at your expression. “What’s wrong?” He asks confused.

“What was that stunt you pulled?” You asked, mouth turning into a grin and so does his as he realises you’re joking.

Calum laughs “Did ya like it?” He smiled at you, his beautiful smile.

You giggled and pressed a kiss to his soft lips. “I loved it Cal, but you do know everyone is going to be asking so many questions” you mumble out of the kiss.

“Let them.” Calum whispers as he brings you back into the kiss holding your waist and pressing your body tightly against his.

You realised that it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks, as long as you have him.

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mulletcal · 4 years

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okay but the first time you meet duke, you’re nervous because he said duke’s wary of new people. you ask if you should bring over a treat or a new toy to help ease the process and calum tells you “well, he loves blankets”. maybe you have a blanket around your house that you made when you were trying to learn how to knit; it’s full of dropped stitches and it’s wonky, but you made it and also you never use it.

so the day comes when calum invites you over for a pool day, figuring duke can adjust to you being there if he has the option to go back inside to his (literal) safety blanket. but to calum’s major surprise, duke sniffs you and immediately begins to wag his tail, much in the same way he had when he first met calum. when you show duke the blanket, he sniffs it curiously- already aware it has your scent on it. you try not to act disappointed that he doesn’t seem interested right away, since that was your peace offering, so you set it aside.

a few days later, you need to be out of town for a work trip, and calum misses you like crazy and he’s a little bummed about it. he’s used to being the one that leaves, not the one who has to say goodbye. duke, realizing his dad is sad as they’re sitting on the couch, nudges the blanket towards him. calum, thinking duke wants to cuddle with the blanket, wraps them up in it. then he realizes it still smells like you, and his heart hurts but at least he can have some piece of you until you get back in a couple days.

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calpops · 4 years

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A soft night breeze cuts through the air and brings you closer to Calum. Duke is snuggled between you and the pillows and blankets laid on the grass provide a nest of warmth. The stars are out but your gazes cut from each other to the projector aimed at the house. The movie you watched the first night you spent with Calum plays but it’s merely background noise to the beat of his heart you can hear so clearly with your head pressed to his chest. Your fingers softly and mindlessly tap out the rhythm on his ribcage and you almost know that he’s smirking up at the night sky. It’s an innate habit to hear his heartbeat and tap it out for him, to compare it to the subtle thump of yours and know they’re beating in time with each other.

You sigh and he shifts, arms wrapping you up a bit tighter just as you silently wished for.

“You remember the first time we watched this?” Calum asks and captures your hand in his, laces your fingers together and glides his thumb across your knuckles. It’s his habit, a way to silently communicate and feel you with him.

“Of course,” you respond and scrunch up your nose. “But we didn’t do much watching.”

You feel heat rise to your cheeks at the memory of the night and though it was long ago it still brings beautiful little nerves fluttering to life in your stomach.

Calum chuckles and Duke pops his head up with ears perked to show his interest. Calum uses his free hand to ruffle his ears and settle him back down into the snuggle. You tilt your face up and feel the warmth of his skin against the tip of your cool nose. You give him a small kiss to soft skin on his neck and burrow back into his embrace.

“Haven’t really been watching tonight either,” he admits and let’s his hand wander from yours to the curve of your hip. His fingertips lightly ghost up your side in a soft tickle that elicits a giggle.

“Me either,” you respond and conclude the movie doesn’t matter anymore. You shift up, weight on your hands sinking into the blankets so you can hover over him.

“I like this a lot more,” Calum says quietly and pulls you down for a kiss.

“Me too,” you say against his lips and know this will be how the rest of the night plays out.

The movie is forgotten in favor of kisses, the soundtrack is drowned out in favor of hearing each other’s heartbeats and content sighs. Just like the first night you attempted to watch. Just like any other night a movie is merely an excuse to snuggle in and stay wrapped up in each other for hours.

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whitterzthefangirl · 3 years

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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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sappy-seresin · 4 years

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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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easierlftv · 4 years

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A Hard Day’s Work

pairing: poly!cashton x reader

warnings: nothin but fluff, a bad day at work

word count: 565

a/n: this is just a lil blurb for my baby @ashisonthefloor who has been working very hard lately and I thought she deserved a bit of love. Also I tried to make this as gender neutral as possible, if there are any areas where I can improve on this please let me know 💛

Sighing softly you dropped your bags from work as you entered your home, the exhaustion of the day at the office weighing heavy on your shoulders. You’d told Ashton and Calum that you would be home in time for dinner at five, but here you were nearly four hours late after your boss had forced you to stay late. Slipping off your shoes at the door you made your way to the living room, finding your partners cuddled up on the couch with Duke settled between them.

“Hey honey, we saved some dinner for you, it’s wrapped up in the fridge.” The statement from Ash had been simple, but it was enough to cause you to burst into tears on the spot. Both of your partners were quick to move to your side as your tears continued to fall.

“Lovebug are you alright? What’s something wrong?” Cal spoke quickly, concern written all over his and Ash’s faces.

“I-I’m just so tired of work, and I hate missing dinner nights with you a-and….” Your cries grew louder as your sentence tapered off, causing your body to shake.

“Oh, honey come here.” Calum said, moving to pull you into his arms as Ashton did the same. The pair spent the next few moments calming you by whispering kind words into your ears and laying gentle kisses across your forehead and cheeks. Once you had calmed down enough, they helped your shrug off your jacket and moved you to the couch Once your were settled between the two of them, Calum wiping away your remaining tears as Ashton rested your head against his shoulder. The three of you remained quiet until you felt calm enough to speak again.

“I’m sorry about breaking down like that… I’m just so tired of work and I feel like I haven’t been spending a lot of time with you guys and it just makes me afraid that...“

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence,” Cal said sternly, as he made you look at him. “We would never leave you, not now or ever. Especially when you’re struggling like this baby.”

“He’s right my love, we are always here for you. We couldn’t even imagine our lives without you.” Ashton whispered, leaving a kiss on your head.

Leaning forward you pulled Ashton’s to lips to yours before turning your head to give Calum the same treatment. “I don’t know where I would be without you boys, you just know how to make everything better.”

“We try our best doll,” Cal chuckled, running his fingers through your hair lightly.

“Now we are feeling better, how about we get some food into the stomach of yours and watch some of your favorite movies?” Ash suggested, turning to you. “Unless you’d want to call it an early night love, I know you had a long day.”

“Movie night with the two of you sounds the cure for everything,” You smiled, “Let me go ahead and change while you set everything up.”

“Sounds good babe, hurry back, I miss you already.” Ashton pouted and made wide eyes at you, pulling a laugh from your belly.

“I miss you more!” Calum yelled from the kitchen, causing Ashton to plead that he missed you more than Calum did. Listening to the boys bicker you couldn’t help but smile and roll your eyes, wondering how you managed to get so lucky.

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33-81 · 1 year

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The danger gets me high, and I can't help myself

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aquarius-hood1996 · 4 years

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Calum Blurb

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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wastelandcth · 4 years

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I know this isn’t really a blurb request (sorry!) but what do you think calum is looking for in a significant other? Like do they have to be musical? Are they really similar to him or are they different? Etc. Thanks!!

oh any chance i get to talk about calum is fine with me, don’t worry! also, this was such a good question?? i always think about this! 💕

this is a really good question! i’ve always imagined calum being with someone who’s passionate like him. this man is literally the most passionate person i’ve ever seen and i can see him wanting to be with someone who he can have a long discussion with over something they’re both interested in, even if it was something small like what color would be best for their bedding or what dog food duke should be eating.

i do think that whoever he is with would have to be very comfortable with silence. he’s a very quiet guy in general and i feel like that also would apply to his relationships. he wouldn’t always talk about his day or what he’d been doing while you were out running errands. he’s appreciate car rides that were just both of you listening to whatever songs were being played from the car stereo and enjoying the comfortable silence. i don’t really see him as they type to always have to have a say in between conversations if that makes sense? like i feel one of his biggest pet peeves would be those people who always need to have a conversation going.

i don’t necessarily think they’d have to be musical but they’d for sure like to share their own music taste with him and would love to find new artists and music to listen to because of him. he’d probably like your input on songs the band is working on and would obviously want you to like the band itself, it’s his whole life at this point and you supporting them would give him more of a reason to love you. obviously he’d want to date someone who understood his job and the downsides that came with the job like the traveling, the lack of privacy at times, and then some of the drama (which is so dumb btw).

i don’t think calum would necessarily look for someone who’s the same or opposite of him. i think he’d probably want to just have a connection with them? he’d want someone who was patient and could be there for him whenever he was wanting to talk about whatever thought he had in his head, someone who didn’t mind that sometimes he needed alone time with him and his dog, but that he’d always be back when he felt more like himself again. and i think eventually after a couple months or so of dating he’d be a lot more open with them and slowly tear down all those walls he’s spent year putting up.

overall i think calum would just want someone who’s very understanding and patient with him. someone who at the end of the day will be there for him just like he would be for them.

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If You Love Her // C.H - Part One

Note: well, hello! I have no idea when I last posted a blurb, so I know it's been a while. I don't know how many people are still reading on here, but I've gotten back into writing, so I thought I would post this! It's based on the song If You Love Her by Forest Blakk and Meghan Trainor. I've decided to turn this into a little series of blurbs, inspired by different parts of the song, and this is the first one. I would LOVE to know what you think of this, as it has been a while since I posted, so any feedback would be really appreciated!

Word count: 1,302

“Can’t sleep?”

You huff and roll onto your back, suddenly feeling like there isn’t enough air in the room and the covers are touching you just a little bit too much. Calum had feigned sleep well, you didn’t know he was awake — but your tossing and turning had prevented him from falling into his own slumber. The heavy, bleary eyes and aching head is something that’s familiar to you — having never been one to fall asleep easily. You always need several aids for sleep to find you — whether it’s the TV, a podcast, or reading a book in bed until you eventually drift off. It hadn’t changed since moving in with Calum.

“No,” You sigh and shake your head, already sitting up, planning on accepting defeat in the battle against your own active mind. Calum hums sympathetically, spotting Duke curled up at the end of the bed — at least one of us is getting some sleep, he thinks. He has no intention of falling asleep and leaving you to sit and think, alone in the dark.

“Want to get some air?” He suggests. He has no idea what time it is, but he doesn’t really care — time is irrelevant now the world is locked down, all in a period of forced stillness. When it first came into play, he had tried to maintain some sort of routine — you had integrated your routine with his — but a few months in, it didn’t seem important anymore. You nod at his suggestion, knowing there’s no point in laying next to him, just staring at the ceiling. He pats your thigh with a warm reassuring hand, gesturing for you to follow him. “C’mon, gorgeous.”

You follow Calum through the house, bare feet padding against the wooden floors. It’s silent and still. He grabs his packet of cigarettes from the table and opens the back doors, leaving it open behind him to let some air in, and so Duke can follow you out if he wants to. He sits down first on one of the chairs at the opposite end of the garden, opening his arms, waiting for you to climb into his lap.

It takes a bit of manoeuvring but you manage to settle in his lap — your legs swung over his, one strong arm around your back, keeping you there. You tuck your face against his neck, finding comfort in the warmth of his skin and the scent of his cologne buried in the fabric of the hoodie he threw on. You press your lips to the column of his throat, leaving a kiss there — there’s nothing behind it, just a simple show of affection, and appreciation that he’s there with you.

“You shouldn’t think so much,” Calum murmurs, the hand he’s not using to hold you brushing over your temple; like he’s trying to soothe the thoughts away. You don’t say anything, just glance up at his face whilst he talks — knowing in the back of your mind that he’s right. “Too caught up in your head, angel. That’s why you don’t sleep.”

You sigh, eyes focused on the pattern of his hoodie — your fingers tracing the design. You were going to stay quiet but decide on a sarcastic comment instead; murmuring a “thanks, Dr Hood,” and receiving a playful slap to the thigh in return.

“Smart arse,” He retorts, shifting you a little so he can light a cigarette. It’s a habit you know he’s tried to quit, but not something you nag him about. Somehow, a smell that was once a nuisance to you now reminds you of your kind hearted boyfriend. “Well, if you don’t need me, I’ll just go back to bed, see if I care.”

You can hear the smirk on his lips as he speaks, making sure he turns his head to blow the smoke away from you. You hum in acknowledgment, tucking your legs up closer to yourself, to retain some heat. Neither of you have checked what time it is, but it’s still completely dark — deep skies highlighted by flickers of stars, with no sign of the sun coming up any time soon. There’s a chill in the air, setting over your skin — Calum rubs his hand up and down your calf, a warm palm soothing the goosebumps that have risen. His chapped lips brush your bare shoulder between drags of the cigarette between his fingers, where his shirt has slipped down.

“Oh, but you do care,” You reply, reaching up to brush your pointer finger down his cheek, to coax him to look at you. He does, and it’s as intense as ever — you have these moments where you look at each other, really look, and it says more than any words could. “You wouldn’t leave your girl out here alone, would you?”

He chuckles a little, the sound rumbling deep in his chest, against your cheek. You know you’ve got him when he laughs like that, when he’s stumped on what sarcastic comment to make next. It’s not often he lets you win, but on this occasion, you’re right.

“I would never,” His tone is softer now — there’s no sarcasm behind it. He puts out the cigarette and pecks your lips once, then twice, the slight taste of smoke lingering on his lips. He nudges his nose against yours and kisses your cheek, staying there for a moment, before he moves to rest his cheek against the top of your head. “Can’t get enough of you, sweetheart. Even in the middle of the night, apparently.”

You don’t say anything else for the moment, just basking in the silence of the night — zoning out as you gaze at the stars, losing yourself in the feeling of Calum’s fingertips touching whatever skin he can reach. They trail up and down your thigh, and occasionally up and down your arms. His lips rest against your hairline, and he pecks kisses there every few minutes.

“As much as I love sitting here with you,” He murmurs after a little while, hand gently tapping your thigh, to get your attention. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t falling asleep in his lap, soothed by the night sky, his gestures, and just being around him in general. “I don’t think it would be very good for your posture to sleep here all night, my love. Also, I definitely have pins and needles in my arm now.”

You exhale deeply, and Calum laughs at how dramatic he thinks you are, since you only have to go inside — although he is quite comfy with you curled up in this lap.

“C‘mon, baby,” He coaxes you to stand up, warm palms sliding up your thigh. He kisses your cheek before you reluctantly pull away from him, climbing out of his lap, stretching your body as you go. He stands up after you, keeping a hand on the small of your back to guide you back into the house. “Let’s go to bed.”

Calum locks the back door behind him, and soon enough, you find yourself back in bed, except now — it’s Calum who's awake. He’s in the centre of his bed, one arm wrapped around your bare shoulders, holding you against his chest. Over the last few months he’s realised that’s your favourite way to sleep — face pressed against him, an arm over his stomach. You don’t always wake up in the same position, but as long as you’re touching each other in some way, you find yourself sleeping better. Duke, who clearly wasn’t phased by your little venture outside, is still fast asleep, his fur tickling Calum’s calf. It feels like home, he thinks; just where he should be.

Calum pulls his duvet up and over your back, covering you both, before he sets his phone down on his bedside table. He loves how the sheets smell of you and him combined now, after you’ve slept there for the past few weeks. It’s not just his bed now, it’s yours too. He brushes a kiss to your forehead, his thumb soothing over your hairline, and he takes a moment just to realise how thankful he is that you’re there with him.

“Sleep tight, baby.”

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To be continued!

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28ivana28 · 4 years

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Quarantine with Calum

Quarantine with Calum would be like living in a dream. Everyday would be full of love. Mornings would be waking up with the sun shining in through the curtains or the cold days the rain would fall against the windows. Legs intertwined and kisses placed all over each other. Cuddles all morning making both of you struggle to get out of bed. Calum would always make breakfast as thats his personal favourite to make. He would insist you stay in bed until it’s all ready and then call out for you to see what he’s made. Each day you two would make sure to do something energetic. You guys would take Duke for walks talking and sharing ear phones listening to music, enjoying each others company. Other days you two would try do workouts together but would always fail as you wouldn’t be able to take each other seriously and stop giggling at each other.

Dinner would always be fun, Calum wanting to learn from you, new recipes. Afternoons would always be different, some consisted of binge watching your new favourite series cuddling on the couch wrapped up in each others presence. Occasionally you two would fall asleep on the couch or you would pass out cuddled into Calum where he would then carry you to bed gently making sure not to wake you. Sex was always good, some days soft and gentle just absorbing each others touch and dancing eyes communicating. Other nights Calum would be dominant and assertive, making sure he made you feel good. Some afternoons Calum would feel inspired and be busy writing or playing the bass or piano always coming up with something new. Calum would use you as his muse which always made you blush but you let him of course. Some afternoons Calum would do a livestream with the boys entertaining the fans and you would pop in here and there checking on him and giving him snacks where he would always whisper a little “thanks baby I love you” leaving a permanent smile on your face. On the warm days especially you two would enjoy each others company by the pool sun baking or swimming, loud music filling your back yard or sometimes sitting in silence reading your books in each others company. Even the days where you two were not glued to each others side, Calum would always make sure he’d find you and let you know he loves you or place a gentle kiss to your cheek. You two also would love new projects like starting a puzzle or painting but both of you lose interest as quickly as you get excited, always leaving things half finished. At night you would always find yourself cradled into Calum like you would be in the morning. You two talking about everything with each other, laughing, giggling, soft kisses planted all over each other, Calum especially loves tickling you which you hate. Without fail, every day would be full of happiness and love and every night would end in a pure state of love. Just lucky and grateful you can spend this time with the man you love.

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