5SOS Imagines

Calum Hood imagine: Teach me?

Running around in your kitchen, you tried to get dinner ready for the four boys practicing in your basement. Yes, you are talking about 5 Seconds of Summer, up and coming band. Their bassist, Calum Hood, had been your boyfriend for over a year, and the two of you decided to move in together. This, of course, meant endless band practices and hosting to the 3 boys who had become your best friends.

Grabbing the plate of sandwiches and bowl of chips, you headed down the stairs to where the boys were. The boys all ran towards you and grabbed the sandwiches and chips from your laughing body. You turned to head up the stairs when you felt arms snake around your waist and lips put to your neck.

"Thanks for the food, baby." Cal mumbled into your neck.

"THANKS (Y/N)!" you heard the rest of the boys yell, mouths filled with food. You giggled and turned around so you were facing Calum.

"Anytime babe." you replied while kissing him on the cheek, "I'm going to go upstairs and read now."

You started to pull away but Cal pulled you back in and kissed you on the lips.

"Watch us practice please? We only have an hour left." he pouted, knowing that you wouldn't be able to resist that face.

You sighed.

"Okay, but any longer and I'm going upstairs, okay?"

"Yay!" he cheered, "guys! (Y/N)'s going to watch us play!"

"Party time!" Ashton screamed.

"Okay okay, back to practicing." you told them.

They all pouted but did as they were told.

The whole practice, you couldn't help but stare at Calum. He looked so hot playing his guitar, you couldn't believe he was all yours.

"I wish I could play..." you thought to yourself.

Sure enough, an hour later, all the boys were out the door. As you waved goodbye, you once again felt hands wrap around your waist.

"What do you want to do now?" Cal asked in your ear.

"Teach me how to play bass?" you asked hopefully.

He was grinning ear-to-ear. "I thought you'd never ask." 

He pulled you down the stairs and grabbed his guitar from its stand and sat you on his lap on the leather couch. He wrapped his arms around you and placed his hands on yours, putting them in their appropriate spots. You loved the feeling. 

"Okay, this is the E string," he said while gesturing to the string, "and his is F." he continued while placing one of your fingers on the first fret.

You couldn't help but admire him from this angle. Face scrunched in concentration, eyes hooded (badum tss). You smiled.

"What?" he asked you, a blush spreading across his cheeks.

"Nothing," you grinned, "I just love you."

"Love you too (Y/N)." he smiled while kissing you softly.

"Now back on topic..." he said, getting back into his zone of concentration.

You can't believe how lucky you got.