vanity ; cake | on hold

iii

ink. ink was all that washed through lukes mind. he needed more of it. desperately. he ran his already tattooed hands through his messy - and now flat blonde hair, sighing as he racked and picked his brain. what tattoo could he get? and then, he smiled. for the first time in a long time, the tall, pale boy smiled. he knew exactly what he was going to get.

fifteen minutes later he walked out of the old dingy tattoo parlour, a small patch of gauze pressed over his rather tender and newly inked skin. it sat under his collarbone, about the same place calum had roman numerals. oh how luke loved them.. he always wondered how calum would react if he kissed them, at the proper time of course. would he moan? would he whimper? would he bite his lip like - fuck, it was so hot - luke thought, biting on his own pierced lip as he tugged at
his hair once more. his brain, especially over the past few days, had been full. full of calum..calum..calums ass...calums lips.. calums eyes.. calums jaw..calums neck..calum. the weirdest part? luke enjoyed it. he actually enjoyed having the privacy of his thoughts consumed and corrupted with the boy he was supposed to hate most.

-

a week had gone by since calum had last seen those bright blue eyes that always left him breathless, though he never gave it away. calum was bored out of his skull. sighing, he shoved his hands into the pockets of his black jeans, before winding up at an old building that also happened to sit on the line separating the territories of the two gangs. he made his way onto the old roof, parts of it having had crumbled away. he had to be careful, but then again, when you think you're invincible, why be careful?

calums eyes were busy, trained on the fading sunset over the city skyline, busy to the point where he didnt notice his faltering steps, towards a rather crumbled part of the ceiling. the old crumbly concrete broke through, sending calum falling with a rather girly squeal, to say the least. his eyes squeezed shut. it was a long fall, into the stairwell. was he going to die? was he going to break his legs and suffer pain and hope someone would stumble across him? all these thoughts ran through his mind as he fell, towards a painful death. soon, his mind went numb, body colliding with something, or, someone.

-

"fucking hell." luke groaned rather angrily, eyes fluttering open. he sneezed, powdered concrete falling from the hole that was once part of the ceiling. his chest was heavy, and sore. he coughed, sitting up a little, before his eyes shot wide open. who was laying on his chest? none other than calum hood. he snickered, shaking his head and nudging the boy off of him. "wake up, princess." he muttered teasingly, standing up and brushing himself off. he only smirked when he saw calums eyes flutter open, his cheeks flushing a bright pink at the nickname.

calum cleared his throat, sitting on his butt on the ground, brushing himself off. "sorry, i.." he trailed off. what was he apologizing for? and what was he so worried about? why was he blushing? all these questions raced through his mind, before glaring at luke. "what the hell are you doing here, hemmings?" he sneered, causing luke to bust out in a fit of obnoxious laughter.

"i just softened your fall, dickhead." he rubbed his elbow, before checking to make sure the patch was still over his new tattoo on his collarbone.

calum stood up slowly, wincing a little. he was sore, but he imagined luke was worse, since he'd landed on top of him. "sorry, i didnt mean to fall." he answered timidly, which caught luke off guard. this was the first time he'd been with calum where they werent aiming guns at each others heads.

lukes blue eyes settled on calum, lips twisting into a smirk. "you're real pretty when you blush, hood."

again, calums cheeks heated up to the rosy colour luke had grown to adore and calum had grown to despise. "shut up, hemmings." he muttered, turning to leave.

luke only chuckled, shaking his head and passing calum after smacking his ass, a squeak followed by more blushing coming from calum, before leaving, disappearing into the darkened streets.