Pretty Boys // cashton + muke \\

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Chapter 23 (edited May 2021)

Calum tapped his fingers without rhythm against the steering wheel as he pulled into Ashton's driveway. He pushed a breath of air out in relief as he turned his car off, getting out, slamming the door, and locking it. He ran up to the front door and knocked lightly, just barely refraining from excessively ringing the doorbell. A few moments later, the door swung open and Ashton was standing in front of him again.

"Hi," Calum whispered. Ashton breathed out heavily as he lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Calum's waist, picking the boy up off his feet in a tight hug. Calum sighed out contently as he wrapped his arms and legs around Ashton, burying his head in his neck and his fingers in his hair.

"God, I missed you so much," Ashton said, tightening his grip around Calum.

"I missed you too," Calum whispered, fingers shaking where they were laced around soft, messy curls.

"Come on sweet boy, let's get you to bed," Ashton said, setting Calum down on his feet. Before Ashton could lead Calum inside, Calum placed his hands on Ashton's cheeks and pulled the man down, pressing their lips together hard. Ashton immediately melted into the kiss, sliding his hands into Calum's hair as he kissed back.

Calum whimpered softly into the kiss, pushing himself further against the man, kissing him with every bit of pent of emotion he had built up over the last few weeks. Ashton gripped Calum's hips and lifted him off of his feet again, pushing his back against the wall beside the door. Calum parted his lips as the kiss turned passionate and a little sloppy. Ashton swiped his tongue along Calum's bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth and gently scraping his teeth along until it fell back into place.

"You taste like chocolate," Ashton whispered into Calum's mouth, kissing him again before he could respond.

"Had it on the way over," he mumbled offhandedly. They kissed and explored each other's mouths for a good five minutes before Ashton slowly started to pull away. He pressed little kisses along Calum's cheek, up his nose, and against his forehead before completely pulling back.

"We should go inside now." The boy nodded, sighing as he was set down on his feet. Ashton laced their fingers together as he guided Calum inside. Calum rubbed at his eyes as Ashton closed the door. Footsteps echoed coming down the stairs, drawing Ashton and Calum's attention.

Michael stood at the bottom of the stairs, staring at Calum with a face lax and void of emotion. Calum opened his mouth to speak, but cut himself off when Michael walked up to him and hugged his waist. Calum gasped a bit in surprise, but he hugged Michael back.

"I'm sorry and I'm glad you're back," Michael mumbled  before he was pulling away and escaping quickly towards the kitchen. Calum looked generally shocked as Ashton chuckled and guided Calum upstairs. Calum snapped out of it when Ashton's door shut and they were left alone again.

"Take your shirt off," Calum demanded softly as he slipped his leggings off. Ashton did it without question, slipping it over his head and giving it to the boy. Calum slipped his sweater off and replaced it with Ashton's shirt, sighing as he crawled on to Ashton's bed. Ashton watched as Calum made himself comfortable, smiling softly when Calum patted the bed beside him. Ashton rid himself of everything but his boxers, flipped off the lights and climbed into bed beside Calum. Calum rolled over and climbed on top of him, burying his head in the man's bare chest and wedging his legs between Ashton's. The man wrapped his arms around Calum, kissing his forehead gently.