cake oneshots || book two

Anything You Need At Any Time At All (You Know Im Up For Anything) (E)

Credit: migs

Unedited cause I'm lazy

Y'all know this lol

And my powers out. Yay

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It doesn't happen often that they stay in the same city for more than one day when on tour and they actually spend the night in the hotel room. However, on this particular day no one could really be bothered with going out so after obligatory post gig showers all members of Calum's band piled up on his bed with intention to watch the only movie Calum has on his laptop and is not porn - Now You See Me.

He is a young guy with needs with sometimes surprisingly limited access to wifi. So yes, he might have one or two NC-17 movies saved on his old HP in case worst comes to worst. Admittedly the only reason why Calum owns that non porn movie is because of Franco jr. Calum might or might have not have a thing for him. Sue him.

It's surprisingly quiet in the dark room only lit by the light coming from the laptop screen. Calum is siting on the far left side, his legs tangling with Michael's who is sitting in between Luke's spread ones, Michael's back resting against the broad chest, and whining every time the youngest blond stops with his tummy rubs. Calum is totally not jealous. Ashton is on the other side of the pile that are Michael and Luke, not watching the movie but rather staring at his phone screen. Calum doesn't blame him. He himself has been staring at the spot on the wall opposite of his bed for the past ten minutes.

"I thought this was the one where Franco jr gets gay married." Luke pipes up.

"Nah, that's Neighbours 2." Michael replies, shifting in Luke's lap as he tries to reach for Ashton with his right hand.

"They are not getting gay married. They are just getting married." Ashton butts in, his palm catching Michael's as he proceeds to then tangle their fingers together.

"Fuck, I need to piss again." The oldest curses as he tries to untangle his legs from Luke's long limbs.

"Maybe you should get your prostate checked." Luke snickers and then yelps as Ashton kicks him in the shin.

"His prostate is very well checked out." Michael jumps in which is followed by Luke's retching noises.

"Bro, I don't wanna hear about yours and Ashton's butt touching. Ew." Luke whines as he tries to push Michael from his lap into Ashton's who despite his words still hasn't left for the bathroom.

And Calum thinks all this butt talk is a perfect cue in to share with the class his own butt story that had him stare at that spot on the wall for the past 15 minutes.

"I think I want to touch Luke's butt." Calum adds his two cents to the conversation.

He has finally done it. He has shocked Michael into actually shutting up. Scratch that. Calum doesn't remember the last time it was so quiet with four of them in the same room. He can hear the bank robbery in France from Las Vegas going on in the background as he continues to think about the lovely peach emoji butt which was haunting his dreams for the past couple of weeks.

"You mean like even more than you have been doing it recently?" Of course it's Michael who's the first to speak up.

And well, he kind of has a point. It's just that lately Luke has gone and acquired himself that lovely peach emoji butt and Calum was a weak weak man. It's like Luke's arse was a magnet and Calum's hands got automatically drown to it. Touching it, grabbing it, squeezing it or pinching it. It was just such a lovely butt. And Calum knew a thing or two about lovely butts especially as he was a proud owner of one himself.