Masterpieces {Book 2}

Go on, Go home

Credit; thatfangirlingfreak (aka novocaineftcal ily jay)

Paring; Cake

First one shot!

Did yall miss me??

i so missed posting for yall, let's make this a good collection!

And what better way to start this off with some cute angst??

~Luke says yes a lot. So when he finally doesn't say it, Calum breaks.~

enjoy :p

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Calum stared down into the drink, liking how the ice was spinning. Like his head, almost.

His brown eyes were drawn to blue lights, shining all over the bar. Club? Where was he again? Where is Luke?

Oh. Luke. That's what those lights reminded him of, that's right.

"Buddy? You okay?" A bartender asked.

"What? Oh! Hey, do you wanna hear my story, Mikey?" Calum asked, head a little all over the place from the alcohol.

"I'm n-" The guy sighed. "Okay, why not."

"Good! So..."

He and Luke began dating way back when.

It was in the fall, Luke's favorite season, and Calum remembers the sweaty palms, the hot face.

But most importantly, he remembers the excited, soft little 'yes!' that came out of a beautiful pair of lips. He remembers relief, and hugging. A soft peck on the cheek. A pretty blush flooding a pale face.

It was so long ago, but Calum could never forget. It was one of the best things that had ever happened to him.

He remembers them graduating. Kissing Luke as the hats went up, like their spirits, like their hearts. Unlike their grades at the end of it all, honestly. But it was alright. They'd made it. They were free.

After the hats were off, after the kiss, he'd let out a loud shout of 'yes! oh thank god, yes!', because Luke was just that grateful that college was over.

Even in an ugly purple gown, his Lukey was so beautiful. Everything was beautiful, like something from a movie, almost. If he shut his eyes.

He doesn't want to shut his eyes. He wants to soak in the beauty of the flat that is now theirs.

When he asked, he almost couldn't believe the immediate response. The sound of 'yes' and kisses planted all over his face.

"Can you believe this?" Luke whispers, happiness laced in every word. Laced, like their hands are now. Calum presses a kiss to his lips, and the blonde is smiling. Pristine teeth bite around a soft pink lip, metal lip ring calling his name.

They leave the boxes in their places, for another time. For now, it's time to take in their new bedroom. Together.

He remembers how soft he looked, like clouds on super sunny days, just like Luke likes. How soft his face was in the candles' glow.

Everyone's singing, but Calum knows Luke will pick out his voice amongst the rest. He's proven correct when blue eyes land on him, looking back at him happily. Like there's nothing else in this room, just them.

He almost forgets the thing.

Ah yes, the thing. He wants to take the present box it's in, and chuck it out the window, that's how scared Calum is of rejection.