❝ MILES APART ❞

☼ five ☼

calum; 8:37 PM
luke; 8:37 AM

calum;

"happy valentine's day, calcium!"

calum grins back at his best friend (ignoring the nickname) and blows him a kiss, which luke pretends to catch, and places it directly on his heart.

"happy valentine's day!" calum says, rolling his eyes at luke's ridiculous red sweater, which had white and pink little hearts all over it. "fucking ugly sweater you got there."

luke looks down at his sweater, before returning his attention back to calum. he pouts and crosses his arms across his chest. "i think it's cute."

"well, i think it's horrendous."

"you know what is horrendous? your face. you look like a mole rat."

calum stays silent and eventually agrees with luke's statement, making the blonde boy let out a light laugh.

"do you have any plans tonight?" calum asks as he grabs his bottle of water from the bedside table and uncaps it, taking a long sip.

"yeah," luke breathes out, cheeks flushing a pink shade of pink. calum chokes on his water, making luke look at him with an amused look on his face. he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, embarrassed, and places the empty plastic bottle back on the nightstand.

"you- you do?" the dark haired boy asks in disbelief. there's this feeling in his chest that he can't describe, but it's not foreign – he has felt it before. and it hurts.

luke nods, shyly. he makes paws with his sweater and covers his eyes with them in embarrassment. calum's chest starts to burn.

"this guy, uh dylan, asked me out." luke mumbles, the sweaterpaws still covering his pretty blue eyes. calum doesn't know how to react.

"okay," calum says, mostly to himself; he's just trying to process everything. who the fuck is dylan? "okay. are you going to kiss him?"

he doesn't really know why he asked that, but the words were coming out of his mouth before he could even acknowledge what he was saying.

luke removes the sweater from his eyes and lets his pale hands drop to his side. he shrugs and smiles a bit. "i don't know. i mean, maybe? he's cute."

calum is mentally punching himself. he doesn't understand why he suddenly cares so much if luke has a date. calum should get a date himself. yeah. he should do that.

"do you have any plans?" luke asks, playing with his fingers.

"i'm probably just going to a bar and fuck someone," he fakes a laugh and doesn't notice luke's face drop. "although netflix seems pretty tempting, too."

the awkward silence that follows is unbearable and calum can't even look at luke without his chest starting to burn harder and harder.

"okay, have fun. i gotta go." the blonde boy says after a while. he throws calum a smile, and even though calum knows it's fake, he doesn't question it.

"you too. also, your sweater is really ugly but you make it look good." he pictures luke blushing on his mind, a red-ish color painted across his cheeks. he smiles. "red is definitely your color."

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calum ends up fucking someone; blonde hair, slim waist, pale hands, long legs and blue eyes.

he gets fucking scared when sees luke's face burning on his mind as he thrusts hard and deep into the girl.

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alright cool nice ok i don't know what the fuck im doing but ok !!

ice peach bellini smirnoff is my valentine <3

SORRY FOR ANY ERRORS U KNOW HOW I AM

– sophie