Triple Threat [Malum/Cashton/Cake AU]

Chapter 8

Dedication: Teramonkey45. I am honored that my writing skills could make you ship Cashton, at least for this story.

It looks like he's saying, "Brashton," and he looks really sexy.

Calum is brushing his teeth the next morning, when he hears it. At first, he's confused, but, his eyes widen when he realizes what someone is doing. In a way, it makes him almost angry, that that certain someone hasn't waited for him.

Instead of going to his room and cornering whichever boy it is, he stomps downstairs. When he only sees Michael, he asks, "Who's upstairs?"

"Ashton," Michael says around a mouthful of pancakes. "Why?"

"Of course." Calum frowns, then shales his head. He leans down and perches his chin on one of his hands, looking into Michael's eyes and saying, as innocently as he can, "Ashton's upstairs, and you know what he's doing?" As he speaks, he leans closer to Michael, who's eyes are widening.

"No," the slightly shorter boy says, shaking his head.

"I was in the bathroom, minding my own business, and I heard, well... I heard Ashton doing some things he shouldn't be. You guys made a pact with me, right?" Again, Michael nods. "I think we should teach Ashton a lesson, and, it's not like you guys want to be virgins forever, right?"

"N-No," Michael says, seeming unsure. "What are we going to do?"

"Go find Luke, please," Calum says, smiling mischeviously.

Michael nods and leaves the room, and Calum patiently waits for him, planning in his head what he's going to do. After about a minute, Michael returns to the kitchen, Luke by his side.

"Where were you, princess?" Calum asks curiously.

"I was just kind of looking around and I found a bathroom with your mum's makeup in it," he confesses, looking ashamed. He won't meet Calum's eyes, and instead looks at the ground. "I swear I didn't use or take any of it, I just looked at it. Please don't be mad at me."

Calum immediately smiles and walks over to Luke, saying softly, "Lukey, look at me." The blond does. "I'm not mad at you, okay? Just, next time, tell me first where you're going. As long as you're a good boy, I'll buy you all the makeup you want."

"Really?"

Calum nods, and Luke giggles and wraps his arms around Calum.

"Now," the brunet says once Luke lets go of him, "Ashton has been a naughty boy. I say we teach him a lesson."

"A naughty boy?" Luke asks, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "How so?"

"He's been touching himself, right here." Calum lightly places a hand over Luke's crotch, then takes it away and looks at Michael. "Hey, Mikey, are you ready to lose your virginity?"

Michael's breath catches in his throat and his eyes widen. "Wh-What?!" he all but screams, his eyes showing panic.

"Shh!" Calum is quick to say, covering Michael's mouth with his hand. "We can't have Ashton hearing us. If you aren't ready, that's fine, but I was just thinking that-"

Michael takes Calum's hand away from his mouth and says, "Shit, I'm ready, you just caught me off guard."

Calum's eyes widen. He didn't expect Michael to say that, at all, but he wasn't sure what to expect. "Oh. Um... all right. Just follow my lead." He turns towards the stairs. "Ashton!" he says loudly. "Come down here, please."

A few seconds later, Ashton comes downstairs, clearly wobbling.

"Y-Yeah?" he asks, sounding a little breathless.