cake oneshots || book two

This Town

Credit: Lustful_lashton

Luke looks high lol

Okay so I might start taking some of the other ships and turning them into cake because I feel like cake one shots are starting to come less and less. Plus there's some really good one shots in the other ships. And ik someone is going to say something and get mad about it but I'm giving the author who wrote it, as the original ship, credit so I'm not like completely taking someone's work and just using it as mine. If you want to read it as it was originally written then you can look up the author in ao3 and read it there. So with that being said, let's gooo

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Waking up to kiss you and nobody's there

The smell of your perfume still stuck in the air

It's Hard

The sun came in through the blinds and made the room light up to his dismay, he struggled to keep his eyes closed in an effort to sleep just a while longer. Reaching over he expects to feel his soft skin, warm and inviting.

Sadly all he feels is empty space and cold sheets, that's when Calum finally opens his eyes and sees how alone he really is. He pulls the empty pillow closer and hides from the light, the sweet smell of the man who use to lay there still strong on the fabric.

Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running round

It's funny how things never change in this old town

He doesn't know how he got out of bed, all he knows is that now he's brushing his teeth staring blankly at the mirror. Memories of him holding on to his lover from behind while he laughed and brushed his own ran through his mind.

Being in the kitchen wasn't any better, he saw him at the stove making breakfast like he always did, bare legs on display while one of Calum's shirts engulfed his small figure and tightened around his broad shoulders. He missed him, he needed him, but he ruined all of that.

So far from the stars

And I want to tell you everything

The words I never got to say the first time around

Calum sat at the small table in the middle of the open space of his kitchen, it was a small round table, with two chairs. One of them is empty, so he decided to hide it in the broom closet. He stared at the empty space and held his coffee mug in his long fingers.

He couldn't help, but think of all the things he could have done to fix it all. He could have said more, he should have. The memories of that night played on his mind like it was his own personal hell. The way his blue eyes flooded with tears, his voice was rough and broken as he spoke, the way he looked at Calum pleadingly, then defeated. "I love you." He mumbled, but it made no difference, just disappeared in the quiet room.

And I remember everything

From when we were the children playing in this fairground

Wish I was there with you now

Despite just wanting to stay locked away, he had to get up and leave. He had work today, he knew he couldn't miss it, even if he had a broken heart. After he cleaned himself up and practiced his smile in the mirror a few times he left. He got in his car and drove to his shitty job, on his way he stops at a light and glanced over at an old cinema, he sighs lightly at the memories hidden behind the dirty windows and broken lights.

"Nice glasses Hemmings."

"What a nerd."

"Hey! Leave him alone guys..."