Calum:
"I love you" you tell him in a whisper while his lips leave a path of wet kisses down your neck and along your collarbones, but his actions stop once he realizes what have you just said. And he stops breathing, frozen, with his arms tightly around your waist and his lips inches apart from your neck as his brown eyes travel along your neckline until they find your beautiful and scared eyes. And only then he moves his head in your direction, then with a blankly expression in his face he asks, "What do you just say?" "That I love you", you smile. "One more time, please? I just..." And you take his hand between yours encouraging him to lean closer until his nose is touching the top of yours, "Calum Thomas Hood, I love you" In that moment Calum lets out all the air he was holding, because fucking shit, she loves me. And suddenly he feels like he can conquer the entire world because he knows his feelings are reciprocated, because his love is as honest as the smile that's plastered on his face, making his eyes look smaller but brighter. "And I love you, Y/N YL/N" He mutters pushing his hips closer to your body as he winks in a cheekily typical Calum Hood way, "I love you this big".
Michael:
Truth to be told Michael was scared as hell to be in love. He was afraid of compromises, afraid of loving someone to the point his happiness would be your happiness, afraid of missing someone so much that when he'd be on tour he'd rather spend his days off in a plane to see you only for a few hours, than in a club or playing videogames in his hotel room; so he decided to locked his heart or something thus he won't betray himself and tell you that he is madly /madly/ in love with you. And when he starts to find out his feelings towards you had grown in a scary way, he shuts himself off in videogames or rehearsals or parties with the boys until you reach your tolerance limit and are yelling at him for "being a dick lately" and he's shrugging it off with things like "Don't be clingy!" which strengths the first warm tear to roll down your flushed cheeks and you're grabbing your purse and walking to the door nonetheless Michael's angrily shouting "You can't leave!" and you're shouting louder "Why not?" and he doesn't even think, he just lets his feelings roll over his tongue "Because I fucking love you!" And he stands there in shock as you remain in silence, looking at him startled. Since you thought he would never say those words nor feel them. And he lets his hand travel to his blue hair until it reaches his back and he's able to scratch it, realizing what he'd just said and how true his words were. And suddenly the anger is over. So are his fears. "I love you Y/N. Please don't leave"
