cake oneshots || book two

Fish Balls And Latte (E)

Credit: im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance

Damn I'm posting lots of smut

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Luke slumped further down on the couch as he chewed on the gum that was in his mouth for the past hour and scratched his side while he stared at the TV. To be honest, he had no idea what was going on in whatever it was he was watching but watching TV seemed like the best thing to do at that time. He was home and yet, there was nothing to do. After months he was finally seeing his family again and he had missed them but he could not lie, he was bored. As much as he loved spending time with them, he only got to see his parents after they were back from work, which was in the late afternoons, which also meant Luke had to spend his days all by himself because he was too lazy to go out. Two days, that was all it had been and he was impatient to go back on the road. After spending almost every day with Ashton, Calum and Michael, for so many months, he was so used to having them invade his personal space, or rather him invading their personal spaces, he was missing them. He could not help but wonder what they might be doing at that time, were they having fun or were they as equally bored as he was?

He had been wondering where he should go but was unable to decide. Ashton had younger siblings and he would not want to disturb them, so Ashton's house was out of question and that left him with Michael and Calum because Michael was alone and Calum's sister was not there. The big question was: where to go, to the Clifford's or the Hood's? That was how he found himself standing in front of Calum's door, sipping at a coffee that he had gotten on the way as he impatiently tapped his foot on the doormat and waited for someone to get the door. After ringing the bell five times with still no answer, Luke was starting to wish he had gone to Michael's house instead; he was certain Michael was home, playing video games.

"Luke?" Calum said as he opened the door. "What are you doing here?"

"It's about time you showed up. Do you know how long I've been standing here? I'm fine too and thanks for inviting me in," he said as he pushed past Calum and went inside.

"No problem," Calum mumbled as he closed the door.

"Did I disturb you? Oh my God, I'm so sorry Joy," Luke said apologetically.

Calum rolled his eyes. "No one's home, except for me."

"What took you so long to get that door then?"

"I was making food and taking a shower. I thought the prick who had the intention to break the doorbell would leave but apparently not."

Luke scoffed. "I so was not."

"You were," Calum insisted as he dropped himself of the sofa and took a spoonful of his soup, almost regretting it when he burnt his tongue with the hot substance.

"So you were making this, whatever that is..."

"Fish ball soup," the brunette interrupted.

"While I was standing outside, freezing my balls?" Luke glared at him.

"Freezing? That bad?"

"Yep."

"You want me to warm them?"

A smile instantly appeared on Luke's lips. "I'd like that."

"There's a basket that has old newspapers in it by the garage door. Grab some and put them in the waste basket. We'll light them and then you can sit on it. It'll warm your balls right away," Calum said and burst out laughing at the expression on Luke's face.

"That was mean, like really mean."

"No, I'm just having fun."

"By making fun of me?"