Masterpieces {Book 2}

(Little darling) i feel that ice is slowly melting

Credit; thatfangirlingfreak (novocaineftcal ) this is so damn cute ugh

Summary: Calum likes icebreakers, and Luke. Mostly Luke.

Enjoy :)

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Calum wouldn't describe himself as outgoing.

He gets shy too, he just hates the feeling. It's so uncomfortable and awkward. He likes to work around the hesitant, awful feeling as best as he can.

Thus, Calum adores icebreakers.

Little questions that spark conversations, questions that one may never ask, even to the people they're closest with. They're intimate, but not really. It's fascinating to the young lad.

But when Calum is sat, legs crossed, on the floor of the college library, and eyes the blonde a few shelves over? His mind and tongue can't seem to work together to formulate a single word.

He's so beautiful, almost delicate. Like lace on a wedding dress. Calum wonders if he tastes like vanilla or wedding cake. Maybe neither at all.

The blonde looks up, putting on some glasses, reading ones, perhaps. But all the tanned boy can think about is how his eyes look like the sky on a clear day. He is just so breathtaking, there aren't enough similes in the world to describe him.

And suddenly said pretty boy is approaching him. Oh god, Calum thinks, what the hell do I even say to someone that attractive? Then, he notices a Shakespeare work the blonde is carrying, and he's got the perfect icebreaker.

"What do you think of when you think of tragedy?" Calum blurts.

The blonde freezes, hand about to reach for a book. "I-I'm sorry?" Oh god, what a cute stutt-

"What's the first thing you think of when you hear the word 'tragedy'?"

"Um...tears. Why? Is this for a survey or something?"

"Tears, interesting. I think of death. Both go hand in hand, I suppose."

"Why'd you ask? If you don't mind me asking! I'm sorry I can be s-"

"My name is Calum, and I like to start conversations with cute people," He takes the risk, winking even.

The blonde blushes. "O-oh. Oh, I'm Luke! I um...I'm not very good at conversations with um...what you said..."

Calum laughs, standing up from the floor. "I'd love to ask you another icebreaker, but I've got to get going to my class. See you tomorrow, Luke?" Please say yes, please...

Luke's lips twitch into a smile. "Yeah, I'll be here. Always am. Gets kind of lonely..."

"Won't be alone as long as I'm around," Calum smiles.

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Calum spots an atlas on the shelf, and he thinks of the perfect odd question to ask Luke.

"What do you feel when standing on the shore of the ocean?" He asks him, glancing up into blue eyes, almost like oceans themselves.

Luke sits beside him, and ponders it. "Peace, serenity. I love the ocean," He sighs, and Calum smiles.

"I do too. Back in Sydney-"

"You're from Sydney too?"

"Yeah," Calum chuckles. "I miss it."

"Me too. The beaches there were beautiful. Miss my family a lot."