Careful - Malum

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"Hey there, fancy a dance cutie?" A deep voice asks and Michael turns to glance at his friend who just nods at the guy, a small smirk on his face.

"Do you mind?" Mikey's friend asks.

"Nah, go for it. I'm gonna go check out the dudes on the bar." Mikey tells his friend before downing the rest of his beer and heading towards the bar.

He sits down at the chair and orders a whiskey, downing it in one gulp.

"Hey." A voice says and Mikey turns to look at a light blonde, who's just sat next to him.

"Michael. You?" Mikey turns on flirt mode.

"Jake. Very nice to meet you." He smirks, but seems a little off. "Can I get you a drink?" He asks and Mikey narrows his eyes with a smirk.

"Sure. I'll have whatever you're having." He says and listens as Jake orders some drink he's never even heard of.

"Here you go." He says after passing one to Mikey.

Mikey thanks him and as soon as his hand touches the glass, an arm wraps around his waist and a pair of lips press to his temple.

"Hey babe, got those drinks yet?" The voice says and Mikey turns to look up possibly the most attractive human being he's ever seen.

Unnamed attractive guy bends down and whispers to Mikey. "He put something in your drink, play along."

Mikey nods subtly as Jake watches them, standing up. Unnamed attractive guy tightens his arm around Mikey's waist and presses a kiss to his neck.

"Thanks, but no thanks." Mikey says to Jake, both of them knowing that no context is needed.

"Whatever." Jake says, but he watches them as unnamed attractive guy leads Mikey away and towards a wall where other couples are getting with each other.

"Thank you, oh my god." Mikey says, leaning his back against the wall.

Unnamed attractive guy laughs, resting his hand on the wall next to Mikey's head, holding him up.

"I'm Calum, you are..?"

"Mikey." Michael sends him a thankful grin before looking back to the bar. Jake's sitting there staring at them with his arms folded.

"He's staring." Mikey says uncomfortably and Calum glances over too, before shielding Mikey from Jake's view with his own body, standing directly opposite him.

"Thanks." Mikey says.

"Is he making you uncomfortable?" Calum asks gently and Mikey nods, glancing at the bar to find Jake is actually walking towards them.

"He's coming." Mikey says quietly and Calum looks into each of Mikey's eyes before bending his head down and pressing his lips against Mikey's.

Mikey's confused but kisses back, pulling away after a few minutes as Calum presses soft kisses to his neck.

Mikey takes this time to look over Calum's shoulder and relaxes when he sees Jake's retreating back, resting his forehead against Calum's shoulder and taking a deep breath.

Calum rubs Mikey's back gently and just holds him.

"I'm gonna go, thanks for tonight." Mikey's says after a few seconds.

"Okay." Calum nods.

Mikey sends him one last small grin before making his way to the door. He checks his watch and sees that the time is just past 3am, and he puts his hands in his pockets as he walks.

Soon he hears footsteps behind him, but he doesn't walk faster.

What happens will happen.

Soon a hand grabs Mikey's and spins him round, and a familiar pair of lips press against his own.

He can tell who it is by their smell and the safe vibe they give off, and he also wouldn't forget his kiss.

Calum brings one hand up to rest on Michael's cheek as he kisses him softly.

Calum pulls away first but leaves his hand gently on Mikey's check, the other around his waist.

"Wanna go for a walk?" Calum asks, his breath hitting Mikey's lips.

Mikey nods, giving Calum a lopsided grin.

They sit on Primrose Hill, next to each other at first, but gradually getting closer as the night goes on.

By the time the sun is rising, Calum's head is in Mikey's lap, and Mikey's running his fingers softly through Calum's hair, but is interrupted by Calum's stomach rumbling and laughs.

"Fancy 5am pancakes?" Mikey asks and Calum grins up at him.

"Fuck yes."

(They make it to Mikey's apartment, but they never make it to the kitchen; they only get as far as the bedroom.)

When it's 11 am, Mikey's downstairs making pancakes, wearing Calum's t shirt.

There's a small grin on his face as he remembers what they did at 5am before he got those last few hours of sleep.

Suddenly he feels Calum's front pressed against his back and his arms around his waist, and Calum starts pressing soft kisses to Mikey's exposed neck as he's mixing the pancake batter.

"Stop, I'm hungry." Mikey huffs playfully and Calum grins, spinning Mikey around and pressing his lips against Mikey's.

Mikey drops the whisk and wraps his arms tightly around Calum's neck, wrapping his legs around Calum's waist as Calum places him on the kitchen island, slowly grinding against him.

"Fuck..." Mikey breathes as Calum leaves a hickey on his neck.

"Round 2?" Calum smirks, and Mikey laughs, but agrees anyway.

(They didn't get their pancakes until 3pm, but Calum was there to stay; that's all that mattered.)

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