Calum:
Calum's gaze switched between looking at the TV and your form next to him, your blanket pulled all the way up to your chin while your legs were pressed against your chest. The silence was torture to him, almost worse than when you were giving him the silent treatment. He had been trying to pressure himself to say the words knowing that you wouldn't give in even though you were just as much as a fool like he was. "Babe." He cooed quietly after gaining confidence. "I'm sorry about before. We both know it was a silly fight." He furrowed his eyebrows when you didn't flick a single muscle, your eyes still gazed on the TV and your lips pursed. He parted his lips irritated by your reaction and quivered an eyebrow. Not wanting to deal with your grumpy state he grabbed your foot with ease and started to tickle you under it. Your eyes widened by his sudden action and even if you didn't want to dare to look at him you couldn't avoid it. "Fuck off." You exclaimed softly, trying your best not to smile. "Accept my apology." He argued and moved over so his face was resting in your lap, looking up at you with his golden brown deer eyes. "No." You mumbled and tried to focus back on the TV but it was difficult with your annoying boyfriend on your lap though knew the second a smile embraced on your face that he was forgiven.
Michael:
With his blanket pressed against his bare chest and his eyes tired he slumped down the hallway and back into your bedroom. The lights were off in the room yet he could tell from your movements that you were just as awake as he was. "I- I didn't want to sleep on the couch." He croaked silently and pointed backwards. You fluttered your eyes open to look at him and shrugged your shoulders, not even wanting to deal with him in the middle of the night. It was enough you had been going on in an almost endless fight earlier. He placed the blanket on the floor by his nightstand and slid his body under the covers, smiling slightly when you didn't move away from him. He leaned his head against his pillow so your faces were inches away from each other, his hand coming up to caress yours. "I'm sorry princess. I hope you know it. It wasn't my intention to make you so sad. It never is and it kills me when it happens." His other hand moved up to caress your hair, removing strands away from your tired face. "You think you can forgive me? I assume the bed must have been awfully cold without me." Your eyes met for a short second, your teeth digging into your bottom lip while you felt the warmness of his hands against yours. Nodding your head slightly a huge smile embraced his tired features, his lips founding yours seconds later before he wrapped you up in his arms finally ready to fall asleep.
