cake oneshots || book one

Size Matters

Credit: flameretardant123

First one shot of the book! This is really exciting haha. I think this is adorable because Luke is so much broader (is that how you spell it? Idk) than Calum and just look at the way the sweater fits on them both like its so much bigger on Calum! Ugh I can't

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"Damn it, Lucas!"

Luke glanced up from his phone to stare at the grey sweater that Calum thrust in front of his face.

"What's wrong, babe?"

Narrowed, chocolate brown eyes glared at him. "Don't babe me, Luke Hemmings! You stretched out my favorite sweater! Again!"

Oh. This argument. "I'm sorry, babe. I was cold..." Luke tried to school his face into the most contrite expression he could manage, biting into his lip ring and widening his eyes as far as they would go.

Calum was not impressed. "Just look at what you did to the shoulders," he whined.

After the years of teasing he'd faced for being the youngest, shiest one in the band, one could hardly blame Luke for feeling smug as he watched Calum scrunch the fabric in his hand in a vain attempt to restore its elasticity. He did his best to try and hide his satisfaction. "You wear my clothes all the time. I never complain."

"Don't pretend like it's the same thing, Lucas! You know you're too big to fit into my stuff." Calum seethed, mouth in a hard line. "Anyway, you don't complain 'cus you're too busy trying to hump me whenever I wear your clothes."

"Yeah," Luke grinned, not bothering to deny it. "You should wear them more often."

Apparently, it was the wrong response because the next instant, Calum reached out and smacked him on the arm. "Luke! I'm serious! Stop wearing my stuff!"

Luke caught the offending hand and tugged hard so Calum came sprawling forward onto his lap with a startled 'oof!'. One long arm looped around the brunette's waist, the other reaching up to cup his small jaw. "I'll buy you a new sweater, baby," he soothed, peering into huge, doe-brown eyes. "Forgive me?"

He smirked inwardly when a fluorescent-pink blush blossomed across Calum's cheekbones. Thick black eyebrows furrowed together as Calum bit into the soft curve of his plump bottom lip, obviously trying and failing completely to stay mad.

Bingo. His pretty lover could be so predictable.

"O-okay," Calum pouted. "But just so you know, I'm getting something really expensive!"

Luke nodded indulgently. "Nothing but the best for my baby."

It was a pleasant surprise when Calum leaned down and pressed their mouths together. Luke smiled into the kiss, let his hand drift down from the curve of Calum's waist to splay possessively on his ass. "Guess that means you won't borrow my jeans 'cus you'll stretch 'em out, eh?" He squeezed one plump round globe of his lover's ass to make his point.

There was an unexpected, stinging slap across his chest. Glowering down at Luke, Calum broke the kiss and climbed off his lap. "You're sleeping on the couch tonight, Lucas," the brunette spit out as he stomped back towards the bedroom.

Luke groaned and let his head fall into hands.

Damn it. Back in the dog-house.

Again.

He really needed to learn to quit while he was ahead.