Hall Pass

Part 1

Paring: malumXreader (Malum Threesome wOW)
Requested: No, but this began because of some texts with .
Rating: R
Words: 4,348 wow

It was late when Cal came home, later than normal, so you weren't expecting him to have anyone with him, especially not one of the boys, and especially not Michael. You had been hanging around with Calum and the boys a lot the past month, and you didn't know exactly what it was, but Michael was looking so good lately. You hated to admit it but you were constantly catching yourself staring at him and studying his features. The stubble on his face was what you think got you, it looked so good on him and you wanted so badly to see that on Calum. More importantly, you wanted to feel it on Calum when his head was between your thighs, and you thought of the way it would feel to have Michael and his stubble there instead.

It was shitty, and you felt so bad, and you hoped Calum hadn't noticed, but you were literally fantasizing about Michael. It wasn't with the intention of actually doing anything, it was completely innocent. You could never do that to Calum. Not ever. You wouldn't even ever dream of it. It was totally normal and it was okay to look and have an imagination, but you just couldn't justify it because it was Michael for fucks sake. Michael. So to say you were caught off guard when the red head walked through the door with your boyfriend would be an understatement. You were sitting in the living room of your apartment in a pair of Calum's sweats and one of his shirts with your hair up watching one of your favorite shows on Netflix, not bothering to pause it when they came in because you'd seen it so many times before. You looked super lounge-y and that's normally fine, but you weren't wearing a bra or panties; you had only been expecting Calum and hadn't bothered to get fully dressed after your shower.

"hey you guys, how was the studio?" you asked, clearing your throat and re adjusting yourself on the couch, looking over to Michael and flashing him a smile that he returned, coming to lay adjacent to you on the love seat with his phone in his hands, looking up at the show on the screen ahead of him. The boys always just made themselves at home.

Calum visibly relaxed upon hearing your voice and was putting his stuff down before he went into the kitchen, raising his voice so that you could hear him better "it was fine, we worked on some writing and played a bit with some tracks. That's all though."

"you're home later than I expected, get caught up in your creative zone?" you heard Michael stifle a laugh as Calum came out from behind the wall separator, food in hand, going to sit next to you on the couch.

"I guess you could say that..." it was odd that Calum would say that, especially as sketchy as he made it sound. "So how was your day? Binge anything good on Netflix?" he laughed, knowing you weren't home most of the day.

"actually, butthead, I did some shopping, went out with Mali to lunch, and ordered some stuff online when I got home, took a shower, then I took a nap. So, no" you stuck your tongue out at him, making an 'mnnh' noise at him.

"Hmm yeah? What'd you go shopping for?" you could hear the smirk in his voice when he said that. You fucking prick you know.

"Just some stuff" you gave him a look and then motioned to Michael with your eyes, shaking your head. You had told him earlier that you had bought some stuff for the two of you. Some things that were supposed to be for him that were yours; some things that were supposed to be for you that were his. Couple stuff. Specifically, sexy-time couple stuff.

He leaned against your shoulder and kept his eyes trained on the TV ahead of him, not really paying attention to it but wanting a place to fix his eyes. "What kinda stuff?"

"stuff-stuff" you laughed, bumping him with the shoulder he was laying against.

"What kiiiiiiind of "stuff-stuff" though? " he smiled, trying not to laugh himself.