Pretty Boys // cashton + muke \\

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Chapter 4 (edited May 2021)

Warnings: smut; top Michael/bottom Luke; daddy kink; slut shaming; toxic relationship

Ashton shut the engine off once he was parked in front of Calum's house, turning to the boy and smiling warmly.

"I had a really nice time tonight," he said quietly, as if a tone any higher would break the comfortable atmosphere they've build throughout the night. Calum blushed, playing with the hem of his kimono.

"I did too. Thank you for dinner, it was really nice to just talk," Calum smiled.

"So does that mean you'll say yes to a second date?" Ashton asked, hopefully. Calum smirked, turning to Ashton with a mischievous expression.

"I guess you'll have to call to find out. Have a good night Ash," Calum giggled as he got out of the car, waving to the man as he started up the driveway. He could faintly see Ashton shake his head with a smile before he was driving away. Calum sighed happily, walking inside of his house.

The living room light was on and he could faintly hear Friends playing on the tv. He kicked his heels off, shedding his kimono as he walked into the living room. Luke was laying on the couch under a pile of blankets, eating a bowl of strawberry ice cream.

"How was your date, Cally?" Luke asked curiously as he sat up more, making room for Calum on the white sofa. Calum sat next to Luke, sighing happily, a dopey smile glued to his lips.

"Perfect," he sighed. "He was so sweet and there was never really awkward silence and our conversations just flowed. He asked me about my job and my family and he seemed genuinely interested. He didn't make a move when we got here and he was a perfect gentleman," Calum explained, a dreamy tone filling his words. Luke smiled warmly at his friend, placing his empty bowl on the coffee table.

"Good. If he ever makes you uncomfortable tell me, I'll kick his ass," Luke promised. Calum giggled, crawling on top of Luke, pushing the blonde to lay down so he could rest his head on his stomach. Luke obliged, running his fingers through Calum's hair.

"He's really sweet, Lukey. I think I could really like him," Calum whispered.

"Good. You deserve someone sweet," Luke said. Calum hummed in response, his mind already drifting as he started to fall asleep on Luke's stomach.

The blonde sighed, throwing his head back as his mind spiraled, useless, brain numbing thoughts filled his head as Calum fell sound asleep on him. The blonde sat up on his elbows, careful not to wake the sleeping boy on him. He grabbed Calum's phone from his back pocket and turned on his alarms, knowing if he didn't Calum wouldn't get up for class. The phone pinged softly, somewhat startling Luke.

Ashton: Goodnight, love. Hope you have a wonderful day tomorrow Xx

Luke smiled at the message, not opening it so Calum could see it in the morning. Luke locked it, sliding it onto the coffee table quietly. He laid back down, breathing in deep as he stared up at the ceiling. He subconsciously ran his fingers through Calum's hair as he grabbed the remote and shut the tv off, allowing the silence to settle around him. He thought that if there was nothing to distract him that he would fall asleep easily, but no, all he did was make the house dark and quiet. He counted the amount of headlights that shone through the window then disappeared until he lost track around 36.