Oh, Baby Baby ☾cake au

5

after leaving school, the nervous blonde runs up to his room and slams his door shut before texting michael, his breathing hard and unsteady.

luke: HE'S COMING TO MY HOUSE

luke: TO MY HOME, MICHAEL

luke: i think i'm in way over my head

luke: i don't think i can do this. calum's really intimidating

michael: woah woah woah let's put it in reverse for a sec

michael: there's no way in HELL you are backing out now

luke: i can't even look at him! how am i supposed to do homework with him if i nearly have a heart attack every time he talks?

michael: ignore it?

luke shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair before deciding to keep his white skirt on and instead changing from his crop top to a baby pink sweater.

a knock erupts through the empty house (his parents don't get home from work until much later) and he nearly chokes on air. he picks up his phone and taps michael's contact before pressing his phone to his ear.

michael: hello?

luke: he's here, he's at the door. i'm so nervous oh my god.

luke hears michael sigh from the other line.

michael: GOD DAMMIT, LUKE! HIKE UP YOUR SKIRT AND OPEN THE DOOR, FUCK!

luke: OKAY! i'll talk to you later.

luke hangs up on his friend and rushes down the stairs. he hesitates in front of the door for a moment until he opens it. there, stands calum with his usual smile on his face and his book bag slung over his back. luke tries to ignore how well his black skinny jeans hug those perfect legs.

"hi," luke says.

"hey."

the two stay silent until calum speaks again, "are you gonna let me in or..."

"oh yeah, sorry." luke opens the door wider and calum steps through, looking around the place as he does so.

the dark haired boy peers up the stairs and walks towards them. "we can work in your room, right?"

"or we can work down here."

"or we can work in your room."

calum confidently starts strutting up the staircase and quickly finds luke's room, assuming it's the only one with the lights on. luke follows behind calum into his bedroom and chews at his nail as the older boy looks around at luke's posters, bed, and then his closet.

luke plops down on his bed and opens his laptop. "so, i think we should start with part two of the project since it's the easiest..." luke trails off and then looks up at calum who already set his backpack on the computer chair and is inspecting his closet.

he holds up a black skirt that luke would never wear outside of the house. it was probably short enough to make his intestines visible to anyone walking behind him.

"why don't you wear this to school?" calum asks with a smirk resulting in heat to flood luke's cheeks.

"i think you can answer that question yourself. look at it."

calum smirks, "i can't really see the problem. why don't you try it on for me?"

"so for part two we just have to research ten historic sights in any place of our choosing and write a short report for each." luke changes the subject and looks back down at his laptop screen.

calum smiles cockily and sits next to luke on the bed and leans against the headboard. luke does the same just so that calum can see the laptop screen too.
luke starts talking about some old fountain in france and calum only hears about five words before he's biting his lip and eyeing luke from head to toe.

with his fingers, he lifts the bottom of the blonde boy's skirt and luke quickly smacks his hand away, "hands off. can you focus, please? i need an 'a' on this."

"we have a week, we can focus tomorrow," calum closes the laptop and places it on the night stand, "i still really wanna see you in that black skirt."

luke looks from the closet and then back to calum. "if i put on the skirt, will you do some work?"

"mhm."

luke sighs and annoyingly stands from the bed to walk to the closet. calum can't help but smile as he leans against the headboard and crosses his arms behind his head, watching luke.

luke finds the skirt and holds it timidly in his hands. "can you look away?" he asks calum who rolls his eyes and puts a hand over his face.

luke begins unzipping his skirt. "don't look," he says.

"my eyes are covered."

the white skirt drops to the floor and luke quickly slips the very short black skirt on. he glances in the mirror and almost cries. it looks even shorter than the last time he tried it on and he curses himself for wearing lace underwear.

"are you done?" calum asks from his spot on the bed to which luke replies with a shy "mhm" before calum drops his hand from his face.

he looks luke over, an obvious expression of satisfaction on his face as luke melts under his glare. luke goes to sit back on the bed but is stopped by calum holding his hand up, "no..." calum smirks and twirls his finger around signaling for luke to spin.

the blonde scoffs, "are you kidding me?"

"do you want to get the project done or not?"

luke rolls his eyes and turns around once as calum watches him with his back against the headboard and his arms crossed behind his head. calum's eyes are like knives in luke's body and luke finally climbs back onto the bed. "i'm done."

"oh, baby baby," calum sighs and fake pouts as he pulls out his textbook, finally. "nice little underwear by the way."

luke looks at him. "i'm not surprised you saw them. this skirt is really short."

"that, and did you really think i wouldn't peek while you were changing?"

luke shakes his head and tries to ignore the arousal that's growing in his skirt. "i don't even care, just start doing something."

calum runs his palm up inside luke's inner thigh and again, the flustered blonde slaps it away, "i meant with the project."

"fine."

the two get a little work done before calum finally leaves luke's house. the blonde boy takes out his phone and types a quick, "i'm gonna go to bed. i'll tell you about it tomorrow" to michael and, for once, actually goes to sleep at a reasonable hour.

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this sucked but it gets better, bear with me :)

-cee