I Don't Even Know ❇ malum au

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Smut ahead - it's not full-on the dirty, but it's classified as smut.  Enjoy :)

It was our one month anniversary.

And we had been kind of close for over a month.

We'd been friends for a while, too.  So, it was special.  But, it was officially our first month of being boyfriends.  Oh, that did feel weird to think.

Boyfriends.

But, I was completely okay with that.  I definitely wanted him to be my boyfriend for a long time.  I even felt as though I were growing attached to him.  I didn't know if it was love, but I definitely felt something for him.  And I wanted to be with him.

I didn't even know what to think.

Some people fall in love more quickly than others.

But it was just a month.

But, I really did feel empty without him; he helped me through a whole lot.

•••

"Hey, Cal," I greeted as I opened the door to welcome the tan boy into my home.  He had been inside the house a countless amount of times.  I'd even thought of just giving him a key - but I didn't want him to think that I was weird.

"Hey, my little kitten," he pulled me into a tight hug, closing the door him.  "Happy anniversary," he twirled with me in his arms.

It was perfect.

"Happy anniversary to you, too," I smiled into his shirt, him still holding me in his arms.  I could then feel him peppering the top of my head with kisses, me clinging to him so that I wouldn't fall in the midst of him still spinning us around.

He then put me back on my feet, me having to regain my balance before I could say a decent sentence.

"Babe, I'm sorry I couldn't take you out or anything," I could see the sadness in his big brown eyes.  I didn't care that he had no money.  Hell, I didn't have any money, myself.  I was perfectly okay with that; I had him - that was all I needed.

"Don't worry about it, Cal.  You're here, aren't ya?"

"I lo-, I adore you so much, Michael."

It sounded as though he was going to say that he loved me.  And he said my full name.  So, he was serious.  But I didn't know how to reply to that.

So much for not being nervous on my anniversary.

"D-ditto," I smiled and pulled on his arm - finally dragging him into the entertainment room.  It was where we'd had our first kiss; it was where we'd realized that we had feelings for one another; it was where we had began.

It was perfect.

Once we walked into the room, I saw a huge smile come across his face.  It was a smile so large that I just wanted to poke his cheeks.

"Is that seriously 'Something In The Way' playing on repeat?"

"Yep," I replied, popping the 'p'.  "It's the song that started everything."

"Omigod, I think I might cry," he said, biting his lip.  "Oh God, you're supposed to be the emotional one."

I noticed a tear stream down his face, but he then quickly wiped it away.

"Things change.  I used to be emotional, Calum.  You changed me," I told him, sincerity in my voice.

"This is our song."

"Y-ya know what," I sighed, definitely nervous.  I didn't know why I was nervous, but it was just something that stuck with me whenever Calum was around.  I was starting to thing that a stutter was just my thing.  "W-we should dance to our song."