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i-like-5sos · 3 years

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Sorry I meant 119 and 149 with Cal -notinthesameguey

Hii! Thank you so much for the request! I’m so sorry it took me a week to post (I was super busy with work and Christmas related things), but I hope you like it!!

Painfully Worth It (Jelaous!Calum One Shot)

Pairing: Calum Hood x Reader

Word Count: 2830

Warnings: Swearing, unprotected sex in an established relationship, semi-public sex

Summary: While backstage at a show, Calum catches you laughing and hugging another man and it sends him into a jealous spiral, taking you somewhere private to teach you a lesson.

A/N: This was created based off of two prompts from this list:

119 - “It was so worth the injury though!”

149 - “Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.”

You’ve always known Calum to be a man of the jealous variety, so you more or less know what’s in store for you when you lock eyes with him on stage as you’re talking with Jack, one of the band’s crew members, behind the black curtain that separates you from the screaming crowd. You can almost see the green-eyed monster take over his body as Jack places his hand on your upper arm as he laughs at some ridiculous joke you had made before catching Calum’s eye, and it causes you feel a familiar flutter in your stomach as you watch him tare his gaze from you to sing his part. For the rest of the show you find it hard to focus on anything that’s being said to you as your mind wanders deeper and deeper into the many ways Calum will be punishing you for making him jealous when he’s trying to perform. The flutter in your stomach becoming harder and harder to ignore as you do so.

You can hardly contain yourself as you watch the boys take their final bow, pushing your thighs together and turning back Jack to wish him a good night, knowing it’ll only be a matter of seconds before Calum’s at your side and pulling you away to make you pay for your actions. To your surprise Jack pulls you in for a hug and wishes you a good night. As he lets you go, you suddenly find yourself being wrapped up in another’s arms; you’d know his hold anywhere. Before you can react to Calum’s presence, you’re being thrown over his shoulder and escorted away without so much as a word to Jack as you hear him mutter something about giving you good night while walking away.

“Calum, is this really necessary?” You ask as you try to wiggle out of his grasp, hitting your hand against the front of his dampened shirt.

He says nothing. Breathing heavily from putting it all on stage moments prior to taking you captive, he continues to carry you through the backstage area of whatever venue you two had found yourselves in tonight. You quickly give up the fight and accept the embarrassing circumstances you’ve found yourself in, knowing it’ll be worth it in the end.

After turning into an empty hall, he slows down and stops next to a utility closet, knocking once and waiting a moment. Hearing no reply, he quickly enters the room with you and shuts the door behind him. Just as you begin to try and wiggle out of his grasp, he lets you go without a care, causing your body to fall back to the ground landing hard on your ankles.

As you hit the ground, a sharp wave of pain courses through your body from your left ankle. You immediately know something’s wrong, but before you can voice it, Calum’s lips are against yours and he’s got your back against the door. His intoxicating smell fills your lungs as his hands violently explore your body while he presses his hard bulge against your hip. You become lost in all things Calum as he briefly separates his lips from yours.

“You really think you can just go around giving fuck-me eyes to every guy in this building and get away with it?” He growls against your lips before grabbing a chunk of your hair and pulling it back to expose your neck.

He kisses softly at the smooth skin showcasing his love for you amidst his fit of jealousy before sucking hard in an obvious mission to mark you as his. You feel your knees buckle at the feeling of his violent lips against your skin, and as your weight shifts to accommodate your swaying, you feel another wave of pain wash over you.

“Fuck, Calum I think-” you’re swiftly cut off by another hard tug to your hair.

“I don’t remember asking you to speak.” His lips surface from your skin just enough for you to feel his breath hot against your neck.

The pain in your ankle is almost instantly forgotten as you focus on the heat of Calum’s body against your own. You reach out to pull him closer, but you’re met with a hand on your wrist. He grips it tightly and pins it against the door above your head.

“Don’t touch me. You don’t get to touch me yet.” He orders, pulling himself away from you long enough for you to see the darkness in his eyes. “In fact,” He pauses to grab you by the waist and whips you around to face the door. “you don’t get to look at me either.”

The awkward twisted angle of your arm and the feeling of the cold metal of the door against your cheek are both welcomed distractions from the throbbing pain in your ankle. Though, the ever-growing burn of desire growing inside of you is doing a pretty good job of distracting you on its own. You groan against the door as you hear the telltale sound of Calum unzipping his pants, not fully realizing how badly you needed him until now- ankle pain or no ankle pain.

“Gonna remind you that no one else could make you feel as good as I do.” He says pressing his body against your back. His cock hard and pushing into your hip bone, showing to you he’s just as ready for you as you are for him. “You’re mine.” He breathes into your ear.

His free hand travels from your waist to the hem of your dress, pausing for a moment to kiss your neck between the strands of hair that lay against it, leaving you to silently beg for his impending touch. After an agonizing minute of anticipation, he complies and continues his path to the inside of your thighs, and finally reaching his destination. You hear his breath hitch as he rubs you through the thin fabric of your panties.

“You’re already dripping, and I’ve barely touched you.” He tisks. “That desperate for my cock huh?” He scoffs as he rips your panties to the side. “No use wasting any time then. Better give the needy slut what she wants.”

“Please-” You beg as you squirm in anticipation feeling him line up with your entrance.

“Please.” He mocks against your shoulder, “I thought I said no-” He forces himself into you and you gasp out at the stretch and sudden fullness. “talking.” He pants the last word out and his grip on your wrist tightens.

The only thing keeping you standing upright is Calum’s hand planted firmly back on your waist as your knees buckle once more in response to your body’s efforts to try and adjust to the feeling of him inside of you. The only sound to be heard is the shallowed breathing between the two of you as he waits for your subtle nod, letting him know you’re ready before he continues.

He withdraws almost fully before slamming himself back into you, hitting you in just the right spot, your body pressing harder against the door as you moan out his name. His grip on your waist tightens.

“Do you want the whole fucking building to hear you?” He hisses. “They don’t deserve to hear how good I make you feel. Keep quiet for me.”

He thrusts deeply into you again, as you bite your lip, doing your best to comply.

“You’re mine.” He mumbles softly against your hair, sending a wave of pleasure through you that no thrust could ever match.

His grip on your waist loosens before leaving it once again as he makes his way to your panties. He begins rubbing your clit in tight circles as his lips find another exposed piece of skin on you neck and begin sucking, surly to leave another mark. Your head spins at the overwhelming stimuli. Feeling your high start to build, you move your free hand to your breasts, squeezing and pulling at your nipples, switching between the two.

“Fuck.” He moans as his lips leave your neck. “Give me your lips.”

You haphazardly obey his command turning your body as well as you can manage, standing on your toes to meet his lips at the awkward angle. Just as your lips connect, the previously suppressed ache of your ankle resubmerges, and your knees buckle for a new reason.

“Shit!” You yell out in pain as Calum quickly reacts, letting go of your wrist and supporting your body.

“What the hell? Are you okay, Baby? Did I hurt you?!” All dominance in his voice washed away and replaced with concern as he holds you up tightly by your waist with both hands.

“Yeah I-” You take a moment to breathe and adjust your weight to your uninjured ankle, “I think I might have hurt my ankle when you set me down earlier. It’s nothing... The tippy toes might have been too much, but I’m fine. I’m okay.”

“So it wasn’t me?” He’s quiet for a brief moment. “Do you want to stop?”

“No, Baby. It wasn’t you.” You squirm slightly at knowledge that he is still inside of you with a job that clearly needs to be finished. “No! No- In fact, I was enjoying myself up until now.”

“I’ll bet you were.” He chuckles softly before pulling out of you, leaving you empty and whining from the loss.

“Calum,” you whimper, “please baby. I just had to take the weight off of it! I’m fine. Can you please just-” You’re cut off by him spinning you around to face him once again.

“Calm down. You’ll get what you want in a minute.” He says shaking his head. “So damn needy.” He hoists your injured leg up around his thigh as he looks into your eyes and smiles softly. “I like you better from this angle anyway.”

Calum presses his lips against yours as you feel him line himself up with your entrance again, this time slowly sliding into you, allowing you to both savor the feeling. With the worry about supporting your ankle out of the way, you can fully focus on fucking Calum, and in no time, your kisses become sloppy as his pace quickens, devolving to the two of you more or less breathing into one another’s mouths as you both focus on the task at hand. Your hands snake up the back of his shirt, gripping onto the back of his shoulders to provide a slightly better angle, while also admiring the heat of his skin and the way the muscles move while thrusting into you. As he hits your g spot, you bite into his thick bottom lip and he growls against your teeth, thrusting harder into you. His hand makes its way back to its favourite place, rubbing you in time with his thrusts as you do your best to suppress a moan, releasing his lip.

“Tell me how bad you need me.” He mumbles his telltale sign that he’s getting close.

“Need you so bad.” Your nails dig into his shoulders as he thrusts hard into you. “No one makes me feel as good as you do baby.” You say breathlessly, dropping your head against his chest. “So fucking good.”

“Don’t you forget it.” He says, his voice deep. “Now give me those lips and I’ll show you just how good I can make you feel.”

You comply instantly, lifting your head up to meet his lips eagerly. He picks up the pace, crashing into you hard as he continues to rub your most sensitive spot. His free hand slides into your bra, squeezing and tugging your nipple tightly, the sensation almost sending you over the edge. You hold yourself back as best as you can, awaiting his go ahead, knowing better at this point in your relationship than to cum without Calum’s permission when he’s like this- injured or not.

His kisses become sloppy once more as his thrusts begin to quicken further. Just as you’re sure you can’t hold back any longer you hear him mumble your name against your lips.

“Show me how good I make you feel. Cum for me, Baby.” He commands with an uneven voice, clearly on the brink of coming undone himself.

Almost instantly you lose yourself in your orgasm. Your senses are forfeited, and you can’t feel the ground beneath you as your body is engulfed in pleasure. You barely notice Calum hitting his high as you clench around him, though he continues to push you both through your orgasms with sloppy thrusts, his lips on yours being the only thing keeping the two of you quiet as it happens.

His head drops to your shoulder as your senses begin to return. You listen to Calum’s soft panting as you plant a quick kiss on his neck.

“All that because someone else gave me a hug?” You chuckle, sliding your hands down his sweat-covered back to settle on a lose hold around his waist.

He shakes his head, his nose brushing against your collarbone, before lifting it and locking his eyes with yours. “I’m sorry Babe, call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.” His face is flushed in a deep red as he leans in to kiss you once more.

As his lips dance slowly with yours, he begins to withdraw from you resulting in a quiet protesting whimper at the loss of him once again. After he’s fully withdrawn and back into his pants, you unhook your leg from around his and set your foot back into the ground. With your adrenaline having recently been completely fucked out of you, you’re met with the full force of the pain of your injury rushing through you as you apply pressure to it without thinking. You let out a pained cry, tearing your lips away from his.

“Fuck, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He says, dropping down to the floor to hold your foot carefully.

“Calum, it’s fine.” You start, but as he turns your foot slightly to get a better look, you yelp and realize that maybe it’s not entirely fine.

“I would never have- you should have told me it was this bad! We shouldn’t have- No… I should have stopped when you told me you were hurt. I should have set you down like a fucking decent person instead of some kind of psychotic sex crazed-” He tampers off, still examining your now swollen ankle.

His compassion warms your heart -among other things- as you run your fingers through his hair and grab a handful, lightly tugging at it so he’ll look up at you.

“It was so worth the injury though!” You say smirking. “And besides, I love my psychotic sex-crazed Calum.” Your grip tightening slightly as you chew on your inner bottom lip. “He gives me the best orgasms.”

“I can tell.” He replies smugly, dropping his eyes to your inner thighs, using his free hand to wipe up some of the juices from your leg with his finger before placing it in his mouth, sucking it off. “You taste the best when you’ve got my cum inside you.”

“Share” You whine.

He carefully sets your foot back down, causing you to wince slightly as he does so before standing up to meet your lips with his. You can taste the both of you on his lips and you feel a familiar tug in your stomach. You begin to deepen the kiss but are quickly met with his retraction.

“Baby” he warns, “as much as I would love to go again, we are still in a-“ he looks at his surroundings, actually taking them in for the first time before continuing “Janitor’s closet in the back of a venue, and your ankle is pretty fucked up. We should get it checked out by the medical team before they leave.”

You sigh and agree, cleaning yourself up enough to look half presentable after just being fucked in a broom closet. Calum finds an unopened package of cloths and uses one to clean up your legs and tossing it into a trash cart before scooping you up bridal style. He then leads you out of the custodial room and into the hallway as innocently as his ‘just-fucked’ hair and the many new welts on your neck will allow.

As the two of you make your way to the first-aid station, you rest your head against his shoulder and trace your fingers along the lines of his different arm tattoos while he apologizes to you once again.

“Hey Cal?” You say, cutting him off.

“Hmm?”

“I think I know a way you can make this up to me.” You say softly, making sure no one around can hear you. “Though it might be less... vertical.” You snicker, leaning your head up to plant a kiss on his jaw.

“I think I can make that happen” He says, smirking.

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httpsgfg · 3 years

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What's up with Ash and apostrophes?? 😂

i mean. i could keep going lmao

these are just the most recent examples he has been struggling for a While so we kind of started making fun of it;

you could blame it on autocorrect, sure, but how do you explain this then

#imfakingmyself #answered #afi #ashton and the elusive apostrophe #the saga #feel free to add more examples lol #check the links for posts!!#blanca this meme is exquisite #notinthesameguey #x #memesos #love that tiny uncertain one on time's #like he wasn't 100% sure but there's still a Dot #just in case

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malumsmermaid · 4 years

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“Are you flirting with me?” and “Why is arson always your first answer?” with Luke pls

G-42: “Are you flirting with me?”

G-30: “Why is arson always your first answer?”

Prompt List

You were sprawled over the living room floor, Luke grieving being stood up on another first date with some take out. You held up a forkful of fried rice after you suggested a solution. Luke chuckled, shaking his head, “Why is arson always your first answer?”

“Hey, I’m not the one who lit candles for your comfort meal Chinese food and sitting on the floor.”

Luke shook his head again, putting his fork down in favor of wiping at the tear tracks caused by venting his dating frustrations to you. You dropped your gaze to your food, trying to push down your own hurt caused by his frustrations with dating. “I feel like you keep getting matched with the wrong people. Like, who could talk with you, set up a date and then decide to ghost you? Like, even just from looking at your pictures who could do that to you?”

Luke tilted his head, blonde eyebrows pulling together, “Are you flirting with me?”

“What? No...maybe?” You start, caught off guard, “I mean, you’re definitely attractive no doubt about it, gorgeous even...I just...” You take a deep breath, Luke’s gaze feels heavy now. “I...I wasn’t trying to. I know that you’re hurting but like...I’m just telling the truth. You’re an amazing dude and all those people who’ve been standing you up don’t know what they’re missing.”

You stirred your food, face growing hotter with every passing moment of silence, until you heard the sound of Luke scooting across the rug. He stopped and you looked up, staring into his dazzling eyes. “You know what?” Luke said, smile pulling at his lips, “I never really thought about this, but us, sitting here in my house having takeout every time I get ghosted, it’s better than any of those dates would’ve been.”

#luke hemmings #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings fluff #luke hemmings blurb #requests #notinthesameguey #wonderlandiswhereitsatyo

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aquarius-hood1996 · 3 years

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Let me rutren the favor 😌😌😌

Gsjsjsjej.. I didn't even know this excited. Do you want to murder me?

#Blanca I swear #Wth #This is....#I can't #Revenge is on it's way 😏😏😏#notinthesameguey

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 3 years

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∞

From Nobody by Hozier:

I've been fed gold by sweet fools in Abu Dhabi And I've danced real slow, the Rockettes on dodgy molly But I've had no love like your love

I'm nobody I'd be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint I wouldn't fall for someone I thought couldn't misbehave But I want you to know that I've had no love like your love

#hozier #nobody #lyrics #notinthesameguey

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twilightmomentswithyou · 3 years

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I see that you're going through it with your mans Luke. Let me just

Oops my fingers slipped

spoiler alert: YOU ARE NOT HELPING, BLANCA!!!!!!! WHY MUST YOU TORTURE ME SO

#oh lordy #i need jesus #wonderlandiswhereitsatyo #ask #notinthesameguey

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2fangirl4u · 3 years

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Your request +

= the next El Novio update :)

past me: *request that prompt*

me after seeing tHAT: oh honey, you have a real storm coming your way

#i feel attacked #obviously not complaining #can't wait for it to end me 😌#what a way to go #wonderlandiswhereitsatyo #notinthesameguey #answered ♡

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bandsanitizer · 3 years

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I'd like to thank this video for my 'that green tiddie shirt' bc everytime I see it I'm like

that... I mean... yeah. that’s accurate naming 👀

#NOW THIS WILL ALSO BE ME #lukey #i dont have a tag for asks so i guess i’ll make it this #notinthesameguey

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wastelandcth · 3 years

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The way I have chapter planned for my El Novio series where Cal and OC host a carne asada with the guys and my OCcs family. And the guys are like EATING -notinthesameguey

listen, they better be eating 🙄 there’s never been a time where i go to a carne asada and i don’t chow down 🤦🏻‍♀️ but not before you go around (pre-covid) and say hello to all the people who you can’t even remember how you’re related.

the way it’s 1:37am and i’m now craving some carne asada and pastor tacos, i’m blaming you 😪

#notinthesameguey #oh or a caramela #also not me about to reread your series so i can catch back up because i’m pretty sure i’m like two post behind hold up #friends 🥺

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hoodharlow · 2 years

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This is the prev anon

I have listened to like most of calm and 5sos5 and I rly rly like wildflower, take my hand, ghost of you, not in the same way and haze and like all the other ones I’ve listend to lol

Omg TASTE, I also recommend listening to Youngblood like that album .... life-changing lol

For a while my @ used to be @notinthesameguey which was a play on not in the same way bc it was my fave off CALM

#anon 😌😌😌

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i-like-5sos · 3 years

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Can I request 1 for settings and 10 for dialogue starters with Luke pls -notinthesameguey

Omg Blanca hi again <3 thank you so much for the prompt!

I went and added a little scene where the two of them are outside just to add some story to the plot I hope that’s alright :)

I hope you enjoy it!

. . .

What’s Mine Is Yours

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader

Word Count: 1227 (short and sweet!)

Warnings: Play fighting :)

Summary: On a chilly night you ask Luke for a hoodie and he discovers you’ve ‘borrowed’ every hoodie he owns.

A/N: This was created based off of two prompts from this list:

1- In the bedroom

10- “Where are all of my hoodies? Did you borrow literally every single one of my hoodies?”

The flames of the fire dance around in the small pit in front of you as your head leans against Luke’s shoulder. His full attention is set on the marshmallow at the other end of the stick in his hand. You watch as he carefully rotates it in an attempt to make “the perfect toasted marshmallow”. He had already made (and eaten) three others by this point in the night, which were -in his words- all practice runs for your marshmallow. You chuckle to yourself as you feel his body lean forward, something he always does when he’s really concentrating, before pulling the treat away from the fire to inspect it. It’s entirely golden brown, and you have to admit you’re a bit surprised, considering his last three attempts had all ended with the marshmallow catching fire within a matter of seconds. He points the stick towards you, as you lift your head up to sneak a peek at the overly smug face you know he’s wearing.

“For you, my sweetness.” His face is glowing with pride and the light of the fire, as he leans in to give you a quick peck on the cheek.

“Oh, why thank you, Baby.” You say smiling back at the golden-haired boy.

As you begin carefully sliding the marshmallow off the stick, you’re met with a harsh wind that sends a chill to your bones. You think about the argument you had with yourself over whether you should bring a sweater to Luke’s before he picked you up and realize maybe you should have. Turning to Luke with your best puppy dog eyes, you begin to ask him for a hoodie but notice he’s already getting up.

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” He rolls his eyes and laughs, “I’ll go get you a hoodie. Enjoy your marshmallow.”

He plants another quick kiss on your forehead as he gets up, then heads off to the house.

As you sit in the warmth of the fire, you quickly devour the sweet treat as you think about how good Luke is to you. Smiling softly to yourself, you decide to join him in the house to wash away the remainder of your snack left on your hands.

Just as you turn the sink off and begin to dry your hands, you hear Luke call your name and ask you to join him in his room. Making your way to down the hall, you admire the many photos he has posted on his walls of the two of you, his family, and of course, Petunia, who you happen to find asleep on Luke’s bed as you enter his room. You look around at the familiar surroundings and find Luke standing next to his closet with his arms folded. He repeats your name with a stern voice.

“What?” You ask, fully confused.

“Where are all of my hoodies? Did you borrow literally every single one of my hoodies?” He says with an interrogator-esque quality to his voice that makes you want to laugh out loud.

You chew on your bottom lip, holding back a laugh as he stares at you.

“Well?” His eyebrows rise as he waits for a response.

“Okay fine.” You sigh and raise your hands just above your head, “I might have a few of your hoodies in my hamper… and I might have your blue one at work… oh and there’s the one on my bed… and I think there’s one in my car.” You think about it for a moment and realize he’s right. “So, there’s a strong possibility that I might have all of your hoodies… you should really look into buying some more.” You say, dropping your hands as you make your way over to sit with Petunia, scratching her head softly.

He scoffs in fake disbelief and shuts his closet door before heading over to you and sliding onto the bed to sit behind you. His arms snake around you, wrapping around your waist in a soft hug, before resting his head on your shoulder.

“Am I ever going to get any of those back or am I actually going to have to buy more?” He asks, already knowing what the answer will be.

You watch as Petunia rolls over onto her side as you begin to scratch her belly. She lets out a gratified sigh and you smile at the contentment you both feel.

“Well, of course I’ll bring them back! They won’t smell like you forever; they’ll need to be re-Lukeified” You say as your head leans softly against his.

“Re… what?” He laughs loudly at the ridiculous word.

“You know what I mean!” You stick out your tongue at him, elbowing his stomach lightly.

“Sadly, I do.” He chuckles as you go to elbow him again, this time a little harder.

He catches your elbow with his hand before you get the chance to connect it to his ribs and begins to tickle your side with the other. You squirm and yelp out, trying to break free from his hold. He lets go of your elbow and grips the other side of your waist, tickling you from both sides. You laugh loudly and plead for him to stop as you slide down the side of the bed, his grip loosens as you hit the floor.

Hearing his goofy laughter from behind you, you quickly scramble to your feet and launch yourself back onto his unprepared body, laying him flat onto the mattress, causing a winded gasp to cut off his laughter. You don’t hesitate to tickle him back, as Petunia hops off the bed, clearly not happy with the sudden burst of energy in the room. Luke’s laugh echoes against the bedroom walls as he fights back to stop you, his hands doing their best to catch yours. Eventually, he grabs hold of one of your wrists, then the other shortly after, and quickly uses them to pin you down on your back. He climbs overtop of you and sits on your waist as you stare up at him the two of you panting softly.

“Seriously?” You say breathlessly. “Luke, you’re like twice my size! Get off!”

You try to fight back, lifting your arms to no prevail, as Luke smirks above you.

“Promise me you’ll give me back some of my hoodies and I’ll let you go.” He says smugly.

You shift your body side to side in another attempt to break free, but he sinks deeper into your waist, adding more weight onto you, while shaking his head and tsking at you.

“Luke!” You groan loudly

“Is that a yes?” He asks, slightly tilting his head and raising his brows at you.

“Fine.” You let out a forfeiting sigh. “You can have some of your hoodies back. But only until they smell like you again… then they’re free game.”

“Okay, deal.” He laughs and shakes his head, leaning in and kissing you softly before carefully climbing off your waist and letting your wrists go.

You rub the skin of your wrists and stick your tongue out as you sit up next to him.

“You win this round” Your eyes narrowing at the blue eyed man looking back at you. “Next time you won’t get so lucky.”

“Oh yeah?” He says, raising an eyebrow at you before diving into you, tickling you once more.

#notinthesameguey #luke one shot #luke #luke hemmings one shot #fic rec #soft luke #luke fic rec #5sos one shot #5 seconds of summer one shot #writings #luke x reader #fanfiction #5sos #5 seconds of summer #mine #asks #request

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httpsgfg · 3 years

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Me bc IWCT reminds you of me and IWCT is my SONGGGGG

🥰🥰🥰

#hi blanca #what a song #notinthesameguey #answered

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malumsmermaid · 4 years

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Could you do 18 and 3 from the prompt list with Cal pls

Setting 18: At a terrible restaurant

Dialogue 3: “I have absolutely no idea what we’re supposed to be doing”

Build Your Own Prompt

You arrived at the venue this morning, Calum waiting outside the tour bus to greet you. You stowed your bags and joined him on the bus for breakfast, getting half-awake greetings from Luke and Michael and a caffeinated one from Ash. The rest of the morning was spent cuddling in the lounge, that activity then moving to the green room before soundcheck, Calum wanting to take you out to lunch following that.

By the time soundcheck was over your stomach was grumbling loudly and Calum giggled before taking your hand and leading the way out of the venue, hoodies pulled low over your faces as you slipped outside and began walking down the street. Calum peered through the windows of each restaurant you two passed on the street, looking for a less populated dining room, wanting to be able to enjoy some quiet time alone with you.

Finally he found what he was looking for, or at least he hoped so, the window was pretty grimy. But inside the pair of you went. Sure enough there were only three occupied tables, and one seemed to be a waiter with nothing to do. Of course, soon enough you’d know why. The waiter sat you and set the menus down, disappearing to get the water you and Calum asked for. You peeled the menu from the sticky table top, both of you making a face at the sound.

Calum leaned in closer, whispering softly, “Do you want to go somewhere else?”

You shook your head, “We’re already here, and I’m pretty hungry, I think it’ll be fine.”

He nodded, eyeing the table warily before picking up his own menu. The waiter brought back your water in foggy glasses and you gave him your order. He walked off and you and Calum settled into your seats, taking a curious sip of water before launching in to catching up, sharing a few stories you’d each saved for when you would be together in person.

After a while Calum checked the time on his phone, having been hoping to get back to the venue before more fans showed up. You were still in the early stages of your relationship and he was more than happy to keep you to himself for now. “Babe, you’ve gotta be starving by now,” he said softly, “I have absolutely no idea what we’re supposed to be doing.”

You hummed, about to suggest something when the waiter finally brought over your plates. You thanked him softly and unwrapped your knife and fork from the napkin. The plate was stained with what you hoped was old spaghetti sauce, but you were too hungry to care much, digging in.

You ended up finishing your plate while Calum ate a little more than half of his, paying the bill and beginning the walk back to the venue. You leaned into his side, murmuring, “The food wasn’t half bad once we got it.”

Calum chuckled nodding, “Yeah, I’ve definitely been to restaurants with better atmospheres and worse food while touring. Learned that what matters most though, is the company you’re with.” You looked up at him, grinning as he squeezed your hand. He leaned down to give you a soft kiss before whispering, “But I’m sure my pre-show dinner will make up for it.”

You gasped, lightly smacking his chest at the cocky grin on his face.

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