BAD IDEA RIGHT? | c. hood

twentytwo.

"Remind me again as to why you thought it would be a good idea for us to drive an hour back to your house after the concert instead of going to the hotel they'd booked for us that was less than 5 minutes from the venue?"

Calum scoffed, "Sorry that I wanted one more night in my own bed." He then laughed, walking over to where I stood in the middle of his living room.

His arms lazily looped around my waist, pulling my body flush with his. He smiled down at me and all the sass left in my body disappeared. Damn that boy's smile.

I managed to break eye contact and look around the room. It looked so nice and homey here. From what I remember, Calum bought this house about a year after we broke up. I'm proud of him, its a nice place and in a great location.

The sudden urge to explore Calum's house hit and I broke free of his grasp. I didn't, however, miss the small whimper that fell past his lips at our loss of contact.

I've never been here and it all seemed so intriguing.

I wandered into the kitchen and almost cursed at how big it was. I wish I had something like this! Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Calum tailing me and it hit my how much I can't wait for spending my everyday life with this boy to become normal again.

"What are you doing?" Calum questioned as I opened the fridge.

A giggle left my lips, I guess this did look a tad strange, "Exploring."

"Babe, it's nearly 1am." He groaned, "Can't you explore tomorrow?"

I turned to face him, smirking, "You can go to bed, y'know? Or are you afraid I'll find something I shouldn't?"

There was a slight panicked expression that showed on his face, but it quickly disappeared, Calum masking it. "You complained about being tired less than 5 minutes ago and now you're stuck on exploring." He raised an eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes. He might be right.

"But I've never been here before, Pretty Boy. I wanna see everything." I used the nickname that I knew always got to him, hoping it would help me get my way.

He set his hands on his hips, looking at me sassily, "Not gonna work, Babe. Let's go to bed."

Babe.

I'm not sure when he decided to start using that nickname, but I wasn't complaining. I liked it. A lot.

I pouted, wanting him to know my frustrations, but still stepped in closer and kissed his soft lips. This was something I was never going to get tired of. He chuckled against my lips, apparently he never forgot about all of my little quirks I did when it came to trying to get my way.

His hands squeezed my hips as he pulled away, he smiled down at me again. "Nice try."

Calum reached for one of my hands, tugging me with him. I followed, knowing that no matter how much I fought or pouted, I wasn't going to get my way. Maybe sleep now, explore later was the best course of action.

Maybe he remembered how grumpy I get when I'm tired?

"Sleep first," Calum explained, reaching the living room and picking up both of our bags. "And I'll give you a full tour in the morning. How about that?"

"Will you make me coffee in the morning?"

He laughed, "I'm not sure I have anything here to make coffee since I've been gone for so long, but I'll make sure you get coffee in the morning." A kiss to my forehead, "Gotta keep the Princess happy."

Damn right, I am a Princess and he better treat me like one.

He'd let go of my hand when he grabbed our bags, nodding to me to get me to follow him. I was curious to see what his bedroom looked like.

We traveled up a staircase that was tucked behind the back wall of the living room. Once up the stairs there were a few doors, Calum headed to the one furthest from the stairs and I followed. He nudged the door open, a sigh falling from his lips - probably relieved to see his bed again.

His room looked cozy.

A king-sized bed with the comfiest looking comforter, two bedside tables, a dresser with a tv on it, and a corner with a table and a stand for his bass. The room was simple but homey.

"You want to shower before bed?" Calum asked while he sat our bags down.

I nodded, "I just need a quick one."

"Me too, you use mine and I'll use the hall bath." He didn't really wait for an answer, only tugging me alongside him to the ensuite and turning the shower on for me. "Extra towels are in here."

He kissed me quickly before returning to his room, quickly grabbing clothes from his dresser and disappearing down the hall. I squatted down next to my own bag, digging out my bathroom stuff and shorts and undergarments for after my shower. Then I turned to his dresser, I needed a shirt that smelled like him.

I used to steal clothes from him all the time, so I knew he wouldn't mind.

I quickly picked a t-shirt before returning to the bathroom, stripping from my clothes, and getting in. My shower didn't take long. I really only did the bare minimum, because how late it truly was was starting to hit me. I was exhausted and wanted to crawl into bed.

After turning off the shower, I got out and did an abbreviated version of my nightly routine, wanting to get to Calum and the cozy bed as quickly as possible. He was probably already under the covers because if there was one thing I remembered, it was how fast Calum showers.

With my pajama shorts and my newly stolen shirt on, I exited the bathroom, ready to join my boyfriend. And, as I had predicted, Calum was already tucked under the covers. He had the biggest smile on his face when he saw me.

"Already stealing my clothes again?"

I giggled, "My supply is low, Babe." I mocked the nickname he'd been using earlier.

His cheeks heated up and it was honestly one of the hottest things ever.

"Touché."

Calum pulled down the covers and I crawled in next to him, not wasting any time in tucking myself into his side. I missed this.

I laid my head on his chest, my eyes immediately fluttering closed as I listened to his steady heartbeat. Calum pulled the covers up over me, kissing my forehead before reaching over and turning the lamp off. "Goodnight, Sul." He mumbled into my hair, maneuvering himself closer to me. If that was even possible.

I think I could get used to this again.

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