bby I will always do blurbs for ya
“babe, which one should I wear?” you ask, holding up two dresses. one is a tight fitting gold one, much like the one Kim Kardashian wore to the met gala this year, and the other is a flowy, black and white one. they both look stunning on you, but you needed to look stunning tonight.
they boys were nominated for a couple grammy’s, and you of course, came along as his date. “well I think you look fine in that right there.” he said, smirking and chewing on his pen cap. all you were wearing at the moment was a robe, and a bra and panties.
you rolled your eyes and smiled. “Calum just pick one! they both will go with your suit.” he thought, and thought, and thought. and finally, he picked the gold one. you smiled, walking away muttering an “I knew he’d pick that one.”
you put the dress on, with more effort than you would have liked, and you walked down stairs to meet Calum. he basically moaned at the sight of you. the dress hugged you tight, it made you look like a goddess.
the bright gold looked heavenly on you, it practically made your dark skin glow. your make up was on point, and your hair was half up half down, with curls. “fuck me..” Calum said, “I will, if you’re good.” you winked at him, and kissed him on the cheek.
this was going to be a long night for him.
