Masterpieces {Book 2}

Green Goop

Credit; TheCity

Summary;
I have no idea, the goop was green, the magical water was three feet high.

oHMYGOD

so i think every ship has that one fic. That one, disturbing, messed up, confusing fic. Like the Hat fic is to phan, etc, etc. and this one is cAKES BY FAR.

Me and Alyssa read it aloud to each other and our mind was blown bc even tho it's weird and confusing asf, it ends up pretty deep at the end.

Watch out for many a typos and hella bad grammar but i can't wait to see your guies' commENTS LESS GO

EnjOY

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Luke bit his lip, swinging his legs back and forth. He sighed softly, looking around the room he got to share with Calum. Calum. He groaned laying down onto his bed. Just his luck, only he would get stuck with the guy he's had a crush on for the past year and a half. In. The. Middle. Of. The. Forest. In. A. Small. Cabin. He groaned again, throwing limbs out all over the bed (cause he's a fucking robot yo) and wrapped the blanket around himself.

He sighed, moving his body to he was on his side facing the wall. He nuzzled his face in the pillow, ignoring the cold that was crawling in through the cracks in the wall. He closed his eyes and curled up, forcing himself to go to sleep. His mind went into a blank zone, but with just his luck it didn't take long for it to turn into a very detailed dream about Calum. Again. As Luke curled up, his dreams attack him with images of his crush, Calum came in and lazily got all his stuff situated. He peeked over at Luke once he was finished to see him wiggling around whining, yet still fast asleep.

He sighed shaking his head, crawling into his own bed after turning of the one light. His eyes stayed trained on Luke, who was more than restless in his bed. He shook his head, sighing in defeat wondering what would make Luke have such a dream. He lazily turned to face him wall, nuzzling his head into his own pillow.

He stayed wide away thinking about Luke though, a terrible feeling in his stomach. Who was making Luke have such a dream? Why would Luke have a dream like that about someone? He closed his eyes tightly, hearing Luke let out a soft moan, moving around restless, then mumbling something into his pillow. And for some reason Calum couldn't figure out, he wanted to know what he said. Who he said. It was more than something he wanted to know, being curious so he could pick on him later; no it was a desire of something deep inside.

Calum thought about it, trying desperately to figure it out. Then he realized. It was jealousy. He didn't want Luke moaning out anyones name, not one at all. Not unless it was his. He bit his lip gently, trying to figure out what to do. That's when he felt it. Seriously. The cold wind blew in the, chilling the whole place like ice. He smiled to himself, thinking of how that was an perfect excuse. "I'm just cold, why? Do you mind a cuddle?". He let a grin spread greatly, and curled up deeper in his blankets, waiting for a time for Luke to calm down.

Two hours later, finally Calum figured he was fast asleep, he tip toed out of his bed. Slowly he stalked over, until he was leaning over Luke's bed. A soft sigh slipped his lips as he gazed down, he looked so perfect. Gingerly he climbed up and over him until he was under the blankets with Luke. He could easy feet the wetness, and he bit his lip again, knowing his suspicions were right. He definitely had a... interesting dream about someone.

He sighed softly, then wrapped his arms around Luke pulling him close. Calum nuzzled his face into Luke's neck, breathing in his warm scent before yawning tiredly. He wrapped his leg around Luke's waist, humming softy as he curled himself up with him. He kept Luke's warmth around him, as he cuddled up into him. Soon Calum drifted off to sleep, happily resting with his Luke. Both slept peacefully, Luke not waking up once to even acknowledge the fact that Calum was snuggled up with him when he was very much wet.