5SOS and reader short stories by yours truly!
• BSM • BGM • DDM •
Every chapter is one topic, and four parts. Each part is about one 5sos boy, and in the neighborhood of 2000 words.
*This book was ENTIRELY pre-requested so all 200 parts are actuall...
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Idk a lot about him but goldcnheartssuggested him so THIS ONE'S FOR YOU HUNTER
Also I've listened to Liam's new song like a million times today already whOOPS
This is going to start out and you're going to be thinking "Caitlin this isn't about car accidents" BUT I PROMISE IT'S IN THERE
Calum: Two large hands skimmed up your bare sides, making your nerve endings come alive with warm tingles. You let out a shuddery breath and tried to shift into them as much as possible despite your movement being hindered by a body over your own. Your movements were rushed, sloppy, desperate, but not for nothing. You were using borrowed time, living completely in the moment. Completely with Awsten.
He had a flight the next morning. He was leaving you to go on tour, after this you wouldn't get to see him for months. So you had to make the next few hours count. You weren't about to waste them sleeping or being apart, instead you were both laying in your bed for the last time for a long time. The blankets were pulled up over his shoulders, keeping you both warm as the cool night air blew in through the open window, just chilly enough to make your skin prickle.
"I'm gonna miss you baby," he sighed, leaning his head down so that your foreheads were pressed together.
"I'm going to miss you more. You'll be out living your dream, you'll forget to miss me," you said sadly, letting out a light sigh.
Awsten made an unhappy sort of noise at your words. At your accusation. "Y/N," the hands at your hips moved further up. The trail of heat continued past your ribs up to your chest and your shoulders, his fingers danced across your collarbones and grazed your neck until they were cupping your face.
His hands held you there, making the warm feeling spread all over your cheeks and lips where his fingertips rested, forcing you to open your eyes and look at him. There wasn't much light so late at night, only a few moonbeams that drifted in through your bedroom window. One beam fell right over Awsten's face, it created a harsh white line of illumination, letting you properly see only a part of your lover. The smooth expanse of his pale chin, soft pink lips, and a single blue eye staring at your own. Your breathing hitched at the sight. He looked sad, disappointed even that you had thought that. "Y/N," he repeated, running a thumb over your left cheekbone, "being here with you, right now, is my dream. Every second I spend with you I am living my dream. Never, not even for a second, think that I forgot you because I didn't. I'm not going to remember to miss you because it's not something I have to think about, it's just something I feel whenever you're not by my side." He closed the space between your lips and his own.
