little boy big mouth « cake

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sorry for waiting so long! slightly had writers block with this chapter! spent like a month on it.

enjoy!

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in luke's defense the boy's lips were so pretty and plump and the way the angelic boy looked up at him when the 'damage' was done only made luke more and more excited for their little one on one session tonight.

"so beautiful, princess." the older man cooed. calum went to reply until he heard a knock of the door, pulling away as he ran to the nearest seat, acting as if he were doing something which only made luke laugh.

"come in." luke said, granting whomever it is access into the room. calum looked down to avoid any eye contact with said person, only to hear michael's voice echo the room.

"mr. hemmings, i need help with the math homework." said michael, causing calum to look up and see luke nod his head, instructing michael to sit which was when the boy decided to get up.

"y'know, i should get home to get ready." the boy whispered, grabbing his bookbag and the box, thanking mr. hemmings again before running off to his locker.

he still felt the tingling sensation the man left him with when their lips touched, the way his fingers softly dug into the small boy's waist, the way he would pull calum as close as possible- how could he even forget the way that he kissed him? smooth, delicate, like butter, and calum wanted more. he couldn't possibly wait for their date tonight, and he wasn't going to allow michael to ruin it.

the small boy put what he needed to in his locker, texting his mother to pick him up since the after school bus wouldn't come for another two hours, and michael wanted out quickly. the boy then headed outside to the courtyard, waiting for his mother. a couple minutes passed and he was still waiting, which was normal, but soon out came mr. hemmings, all packed up and looking quite warm in the black trench coat he was wearing.

"calum? where's your jacket, my love?" the older man asked, taking his hands from his pockets to rub the small boy's shoulders.

calum let out a soft hum from the man's warm hands, looking up at him. "i don't have a coat." the boy whispered, his cheeks red and eyes big which only made luke insane.

"don't have a coat? my my my, we need to get you one," the man began before pausing, his eyes ghosting upon calum's attire, "and some winter clothes. you can't wear a skirt every day, sweet boy. you'll get sick." the man cooed, earning a nod from the boy.

"how about we go shopping now? i'll buy you some winter clothes, and no picking out little skirts okay? i bet you have plenty of those." luke said, a bit of strict since he wanted the boy to know he was serious about this. he hated the fact to see calum so unprepared for the cold time and was glad he caught it before winter. because if he knew anything as a massachussetts residence, he knew how badly the winters would get. once the whole town was laced in thick heavy snow which cancelled school for about two days.

"okay." the greek boy said, getting up and dusting himself off. "but my mom is on her way." the bog whispered, biting his lip.

"then we'll go shopping after our little get together tonight, okay? i'll pick you up at 5." the man said before kissing the small boy's cheek and walking off to his car. two minutes passed before the small boy's mother arrived, rolling down the window.

"did mr. hemmings tell you about work?" the mother asked, making calum raise an eyebrow as he got up to head to the car, slipping inside and buckling himself in.

"work?- oh yeah, at five." calum said, playing it off crisply before giving his mother a quick kiss as she began to drive off.

calum had so many thoughts going through his head. did luke really want to go out on a date? or was this some american tradition where teachers take their favorite students out. either way, calum was going to blow mr. hemmings' mind.