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You're/He's Scared of Bugs

[A/N: I decided to make this because I was hungry and too scared to go out to the refrigerator and get food from the garage cuz I thought it was a bug out there and I almost died. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!~]

Calum:

You sat in your living room, the tv on and playing, but you were paying it no mind. You just scrolled on your phone, occasionally typing here and there.

Calum had walked in, wearing a sweater and his usual black skinny jeans and black shoes.

"Nice outfit," you said dryly, not even looking up from your phone.

"I'd thank you if you would've sounded more sincere," he said, walking into the kitchen.

"Where are you going anyway?" You built up courage to ask, putting your phone down on the table.

That's when you saw it. The most ugly, mother freaking bug in existence. It must've been let in when you had left the door open last night for a few minutes. It stared at you, wiggling it's long antennas in reply.

You felt your skin crawl as you watched the dark bug from across the room.

"CALUM!" You screamed, standing up on the couch in panic.

He came out of the kitchen, munching on something. "What?"

"Come over here!" You squeaked.

He slowly walked over, his brown eyes scanning around the room as if an intruder had came in and hidden themselves in the house. I mean, it had, hadn't it?

When he saw the bug, his mouth gaped open.

"Ew, when did that get in here?" He shrieked.

"I think it did last night," you cringed, "kill it!"

He turned away, shaking his head. "I'm leaving in a few. You can kill it,"

"Calum!" You whined, panicking as you stood on the couch. "It's moving!"

He tried his hardest to keep from laughing as he made duck noises in his mouth. You frowned, shaking your hands up in down as the bug from the seventh gate of Hell made it's way onto the ground from the wall. You screamed in terror, whining and freaking out.

"Calum, I swear, if you don't kill this thing right now, I'm gonna jump off this couch and kill you," you playfully threatened.

After he had finished laughing his butt off at you, he came over into the living room, still giggling.

"I'll kill it okay? Chill," he said calmly.

He walked over and attempted to smash it with his foot, but it began flying like a wild crow.

You screamed a blood curdling scream before jumping off the couch and sprinting towards the room you and Calum shared. You threw yourself under the blankets, breathing heavily. When you closed your eyes, all you could see was the creature, watching you as it swayed it's antennas from side to side.

You heard footsteps coming towards the room, and silent laughter. You didn't even move from under the blankets just in case Calum had decided it was funny to show the freshly killed bug to you up close.

You felt him plop down on you, and he grabbed you by your waist with one arm and pulled the blankets off of you with the other.

"If that's all it took for you to get off your phone, I should've done that earlier,"

"What are you talking about? Did you kill it?" You interrogated peeking around Calum to check for the bug as if it had walked all the way down the hall to the bedroom.