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a/n: hi enjoy some malum fluff since it's been sad and smut lately

also i'm in school lol

» calum

i wake up in the arms of the lovely, pale boy.

i look out the window and see the sun shining through the glass, blinding me. i squint my eyes and shake my head.

when i try and wiggle out of his grasp, michael just tightens his grip around me and whispers, "just a few more minutes, princess," in that raspy, morning voice of his.

after lying in his arms peacefully for a few moments, i realize i won't be able to fall back asleep.

michael scoots closer to me and closes the gap between us, if there ever was one. he mumbles into my neck, "hey, babe?"

"yeah, mikey?" i reply, blushing because of the hot air that's being exhaled from his fascinating lips and tickling my neck.

"i love you," he answers, snuggling into me more.

i giggle and reply, "i love you, too."

he sits up, bringing me with him.

he picks me up, making me squeal, and turns me so that i sit in his lap.

"baby boy," he coos, kissing me down my neck, "you were amazing last night."

i blush and bite my bottom lip. michael looks up at me and cups my cheek. he grazes my brown skin with his thumb and tries to kiss me, but i shy away from him.

"you were plenty willing to kiss me last night, what's wrong now?" he asks, looking hurt.

"morning breath, dork," i mutter, swinging myself off of him and swaying my hips as i walk out.

"you're such a fucking tease," michael mutters, but what does he do? he follows me out of my room.

"calum? is that you?" i hear my mother call.

michael freezes and looks at me in bewilderment.

i shake my head and laugh lightly when he tries to lock himself in the bathroom.

"babe, it's okay. my mom knows i'm gay," i reassure him, but he still looks frightened.

i take his hand and lead him down the stairs.

he grips my hand tightly when my mom spots us.

"well, who is this?" my mom asks, a smirk on her face.

"this is michael, a boy i love very much," i answer, not missing the blush coating michael's cheeks and the smile warming his face.

"nice to meet you, michael. hurt my boy, and i hurt you," my mom asserts, making me cackle.

michael gulps before saying, "yes ma'am."

i squeeze his hand tighter and tell my mom, "we're going to go out and eat, see you later!"

"okay. also, michael, a night when i am home, you need to come over and have dinner with us sometime. i'd love to get to know the boy my son is so infatuated and in love with."

he smiles and agrees, "okay."

i pull michael outside, not letting go of his hand, and walk him to a small waffle house a few blocks up the road from my house.

"where are you taking me?" he asks, drawing out the last "e."

"just let me take you away, mikey baby."

he giggles at the pet name, and i drag him down the blocks.

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"no way." mikey shovels a bite of pancakes into his mouth with his fork.

"yes, my best friend and my sister egged me on halloween, but before me and ashley were friends, i swear," i admit.

"wow, you really are the biggest dork on the planet," he says, and i kick his shin under the table.

"ow, you fucker!" he exclaims.

"you know you love me," i say, smiling big.

"how could i not? you are insanely adorable, like a puppy. but you're sexy at the same time, like a fucking sex god."

i blush furiously and look away from him. "omigod, stop."

then, he leans over the table and whispers into my ear, "and how could i forget the moaning mess that fell apart beneath me last night? all that withering and squirming, oh how i could not get enough."

my pants tighten at his words and i mutter, "fuck," and he sits back into his seat, smirking.

"...you," i finish as he stands up.

"i'm sure that's what you want me to do, but not right now," he says aloud with a cackle, but he mumbles into my ear, "follow me into the bathroom, i'll take care of you there."

i giggle and let him take my hand, pulling me into the bathroom.

when we get in there, michael locks the door behind us and slams me up against it.

"gotta be quiet, princess," he murmurs, his lips ghosting over mine.

i nod. he smirks before continuing:

"ready for round two?"

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