❝ ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS ❞

✧ cuddles and i love you's.

"it's cakes 1st year anniversary together as a couple and calum tells luke he loves him and luke cries and says he loves him too
then they cuddle and share stolen kisses while they watch their fave christmas movie"

this is meh but i am SO far behind
and i needed to update so.,,

(another lame title, sorry. ignore it.)

enjoy :-)

(( not edited ))

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"Happy anniversary, my love." Calum whispered on the skin of Luke's neck, his lips brushing against the skin as he talked.

Luke's body was illuminated by the sunlight pouring through the windows and Calum's hand was on his cheek; everything was soft. He felt ethereal, and Luke's existence overwhelmed the older boy; his mind and eyes still not used to the sight of Luke in the morning – of Luke in general.

It takes a few seconds for the younger boy to wake up, then he shifts closer to Calum and presses a kiss to his collarbone. "The same goes to you," He mumbled lovely, his voice still hoarse with sleep, locking his fingers in-between the gaps of Calum's and holding it tightly. Luke smiles and opens his eyes slightly. "One year, huh?"

Calum nods and kisses his hair, his throat, his lips, his cheeks, the corner of his eyes and with his free hand, he brushes his golden locks away from his face, the blue of his eyes burning with a force of ten thousand sunsets. If Luke was art, it wouldn't differ from what he already is. "You're beautiful."

"You are too," Luke brings a hand up to Calum's face and brushes his fingers against the figure of his jaw and chin, his eyes following. "Can't believe we've been together one year already. Thought you'd get tired of me by the month."

Calum frowns and kisses the corner of Luke's mouth. "Of course not. Don't say that. You're lovely."

Luke smiles weakly and rolls on top of Calum. He hides his face on the crook of his neck and kisses the skin there. "You're too good to me." He mumbles on his collarbone.

Calum shakes his head and kisses the side of Luke's head, his hands wrapping around his waist, holding him tight. He bites his tongue but the words are already slipping from his mouth. "I love you,"

Luke lifts his head, slowly and hesitantly, from his chest, almost as if he was scared of seeing Calum's face. Luke says nothing for a while; his eyes scan Calum's face and Calum takes a moment to realize how pretty he is in the mornings, with glimmers of sunlight spilling through the curtains. Calum's reminded of what love looks like when the sun casts in the shape of his body and reflects in his eyes.

"You're not lying," Luke says after a while, his voice small. The sentence hurts more than it should've.

"What? Of course not." Calum says, frowning.

Luke goes back to hide in his chest and he nuzzles his nose further into his neck, his hands on Calum's shoulders. "Say it again,"

"I love you," Calum says and closes his eyes, basking in the warmth of Luke's skin. "I love you, I love you, I love you."

Luke cries, and Calum feels the wet tears sliding down his chest. "Oh honey," Calum hugs him tighter.

"I'm sorry," Luke sniffs and sits up on Calum's lap, wiping his cheeks with the back of his hand, Calum's hands still on his waist. "I look ridiculous crying. But I love you, too. Like, too much. I don't know how not to."

Calum kisses his mouth and it was wet kiss, since Luke was still crying. "I'm sorry," Luke chuckles and wipes his cheeks until the tears are only stains. "I'm a mess."

"I love your mess," Calum kisses him again softly and poetry erupts from Luke's lips and explodes into his lungs, filling Calum's head with the silly notion that a love like this might actually exist.

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Luke blows him in the shower. They go downstairs after they are dressed in sweatpants and matching sweaters. Calum makes hot cocoa for both of them while Luke gets a pack of candy canes and sets up Netflix. Calum takes a sit on their black leather sofa and pulls Luke in-between his legs.

"Santa is not real but this hoe needs to believe right now," Luke says, his eyes focused on the movie playing as he sucked aggressively on his candy cane.

"Savage," Calum mutters and pulls the smaller boy closer to his chest. Luke holds the candy cane up in-front of his mouth and Calum gives it a suck.

"Hey, I taste like mint." Luke says, grinning. "You should totally kiss me right now." Calum rolls his eyes and kisses him.

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what the hell was this

anyways my birthday is in less than 3 hours i am PUMPED

-- sophie :-)