cake oneshots || book one

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THERE ARE SO MANY CUTE FETUS CAKE PHOTOS ON LUKE AND CALUMS INSTAGRAMS I CRI

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"Lucas no!" A rough shove and Calum was storming for the door, intent on getting out of this room, finding Ashton and Michael and never talking to this jerk again.

He managed two steps before tapered, elegant fingers wrapped themselves around his wrist and tugged hard so he went spilling into Luke, those big hands slipping comfortably into the grooves of his waist as if it was second nature for the blonde now. His own hands clutched at broad shoulders in a desperate attempt to keep himself upright, pout already back in place by the time he lifted wide chocolate eyes up to meet smirking blue.

"Are you jealous that girl proposed to me, baby?" Luke's left hand shifted subtly on his waist until he felt the hard-plastic of the ring-pop brush against his back, pulling them even closer still.

"Why would I be jealous?" Brown eyes glared at the younger boy, brows furrowed, an uncomfortable flush spreading its way up his neck till it splashed across his cheekbones (no doubt turning him into that embarrassing shade of pale pink he hated so much and Luke loved seeing, especially when he was the cause of it). His stupid body! Why did it have to react like this to Luke Hemmings anway?! It's not like they were anything special.

Okay. So maybe they had drunk sex once or twice. But that was obviously all it was if Luke was going to go around saying yes to every dumb ring-pop proposal those slutty girls waiting at airports threw at him.

"It was a spur of the moment reaction, babe."

Calum could feel his resolve weaken as eyes the color of summer sky bore into him, all appropriate contriteness and begging for mercy. Adding to his assault, Luke chewed on his lip-ring, white teeth nibbling at that thin pink lower lip in that calculated way which made Calum want to give up, wrap his arms snug around Luke's neck and lean up till his lips pressed against the younger boy's. He only just managed to hold onto his convictions.

"I don't know why you think I'd care. I felt bad for her. She's probably crazy - what sane person would ever wanna propose to you?"

A smile, this one tinged with nostalgia. "You did once. When we were sixteen."

Calum's blush darkened. He'd conveniently forgot that time he got down on one knee in front of Luke, bouquet of flowers in one hand, eyes filled with mock-adoration as he asked for the blondes hand. "That doesn't count! We were goofing around!"

A laugh. "I thought you were pretty smooth, actually. The fake roses were a nice touch." Luke complimented.

Calum was almost positive he was being mocked. "I was sixteen! I'd do it better now."

"Oh? So you would propose to me?" One blonde eyebrow arched expertly. Calum absently wondered how the hell Luke learnt to do that? Whenever he tried, both his went straight up into his hairline.

"Not to you. Hate you." He glowered, words conflicting with his actions as he unconsciously shifted into the touch when Luke's hand drifted lower down from his waist to rest on the swell of his ass.

Luke noticed, splayed his hands a little wider to tug the brunette a little more snugly into his arms, feel more as he leaned forward, inching closer and closer to Calum's beet-red ear. "Should I propose to you then?"

The blush coloring Calum's cheeks deepened to almost fluorescent pink, eyes wide as saucers as he stared into blue, mouth dropping open into a sweet 'o' of surprise. He somehow knew (perhaps had always known?) it was the road they were on. But to hear Luke say the words out-loud, even if the events were in some faraway future, made the idea that much more real.

Suddenly shy, he couldn't stop himself from dropping his gaze, unwilling to look into that face he'd known forever but was now so different, so much more masculine, self-assured, & filled with promises which made Calum's heart flutter. He forgot to protest when pale, slim fingers hooked themselves under his chin and tilted his face back up for a passionate kiss which seared his soul and possessed him but gave back as much as it took.

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Fück this Arzeylea and Luke shït I'm here for cake bro.

And I mean literally like two days ago Michael said Calum had a crush on Luke and now Luke's holding hands with...her.

Ew straight couples.