5SOS Imagines and Preferences

C.H- Wow You Fuckin Rock

Calum is a pretty quiet boy. The only time his mouth opens is to answer questions or please his girlfriend, Y/N.

But when she decided that she was joining a band, he couldn't keep quiet.

Calum would smile so contently when he found her writing the notes to songs. He would laugh when he saw her playing and strumming on his bass for practice. He would cry when she sang because of how beautiful her voice was. She was so easily perfect in his eyes.

Every once and a while when she would get frustrated would Calum help her. He felt as if this was her way of stating that she wanted to be more independent, more self reliant if you will.

This day happened to be one of those days, one where she wanted help and felt the fumes pouring from her ears.

"Calum I-I just can't get it right! These lyrics just aren't working!" She pouted in some sort of sulking manor. Calum giggled st her attempt if frustration. It was quite funny, he thought, someone cute like her being frustrated. It was like a Puppy not getting what it wanted.

Calum sauntered over to her slouched and stressed body. Her hand held a pen lightly and the paper under it was covered in scribbled words in her sloppily beautiful hand writing. Calum sat down carefully beside her and took her in lightly.

Her hair was carelessly done, a loose baggy sweater covered her upper body in a mindlessly normal-unnormal way. Her eyes, which were glimmering in the dull light of the lamp warily glowing beside her, were held in loose sockets with deep lines under them. And her legs were covered in some tight leggings which framed her legs brilliantly. It captured every curve, every shape of her lower body just the way he liked it.

"M' afraid you don't always get it quickly, Sweetness." Calum mumbled, eyes still trained on her as if he could see into her soul. He could never not look at her when she was around. It was mind boggling to him how a creature of such finery, such beauty, such perfection could live in the same time on the same planet as him. It was simply a crazy thought to him.

"The sounds come to you...the pitch too." He scanned her body once more with a loving glance before taking his thick lower lip between his teeth. A smile formed on her face ad she noticed his action.

"Don't wanna do this right now, Cal-Pal..." The octaves in her voice raised and a slight seductive tone had taken over her. Calum sucked a shallow breath in, for his lungs could not gain any oxygen with her looking at him through her eyes lashes that way. They would flutter every now and then, but her eyes' gaze never left Calum.

"Cal take it off my mind?" She set her pen and paper off to the side in a chair by the couch she was nuzzled in. Her body was a beautiful palace Calum had to explore. It was something he knew he could touch. Whenever his heart desired it was his. And he knew. She made sure he knew that much.

Her hands wrapped around the neck of his sweatshirt in a desperate way that he had come to love. Her light delicate touch surrounded him in an intoxicating manifest. She was his. No, no. He was hers. She had him wrapped around her finger and she loved it.

"Kiss." She leaned in and kissed him with her chapped lips. Calum felt the scratchiness of her against him and released a small whimper at her touch. She always brought out his submissiveness. To Calum it was nothing new. But to the rest of the boys it was quite crazy. The maori boy always talked of him being the dominate during sex. That was, before he met y/n. He'd do anything for her. Whatever she wanted was a demand he had to meet or he'd feel the guilt sinking in if he didn't.