ARIES | ONE SHOTS

delicious - calum hood

inspired by: happylilprompts' prompt (tumblr)

I squeezed my eyes shut and took a deep breath as my last patient for today, Scooby, left my office. I was super tired and the only thing that kept me going was the thought of finally being in my bed and sleeping. I loved my job, saving and helping animals were somethings I always wanted to do, but this was just one of the days when all I wanted to do was lay down in my bed in a comfy hoodie and warm socks binge-watching my favorite TV shows and telenovelas.

I quickly cleaned up after myself and locked my office. I didn't even bother to change from my work clothes, I just changed my shoes and threw the rest of my clothing into my bag. I let my hair down, breathing a sigh of relief because they were in such a tight ponytail that my head was starting to hurt. I grabbed my bag and I was ready to leave. I locked my office and headed towards the door, saying goodbye to some of my coworkers on the way out.

I recently started cycling to work instead of driving so naturally, I started walking to the place where I left my bike in the morning. When I tried to move it so I'd be able to take it out of the bicycle rack, I noticed I had a puncture. Shit.

I took my phone out of my pocket to call a taxi but it died before I could do anything.

"You gotta be kidding me," I muttered under my breath.

The sun was already setting after I left work, so by the time I got home, it had gotten completely dark. I hate being alone outside when it's dark, my mind always makes me think a serial killer or a rapist is following me for some reason. That's why I felt so relieved when I finally reached my door.

While I was starting to look for the keys in my bag, I accidentally pushed the door slightly. As it turned out, they were open. Weird. I always lock them and check twice afterward to make sure I don't leave them open. How did this happen?

Of course, my imaginative brain came up with lots of different reasons; maybe I just forgot to lock them? Or maybe there was a murderer inside that was waiting for me so that he could kill me?

I entered my house and closed the door carefully. I tried to be as quiet as possible, as drawing the potential assassin's attention wasn't exactly on my to-do list. I heard some noise and let me tell you, I almost lost my shit. I took the most dangerous thing that I could find in the foyer – my umbrella. I held it in front of me to fight back if someone tried to attack me. I slowly made my way through the hallway, right into the living room. I soon realized that the intruder wasn't a cold-blooded killer, but my boyfriend. Walking towards the living room, I could hear him mumble something that I couldn't figure out just yet, but as I got closer, I was finally able to decipher what he was saying and it was way weirder than I expected.

"Om nom nom nom" was the first thing I heard, followed by eating sounds.

"Delicious," He said to himself.

I had to force myself not to laugh. There he was, sitting on the couch in front of the TV and eating a whole giant box of pizza by himself. The screen brightness allowed me to see his face. He was so focused on eating pizza, he didn't even notice me coming in.

"You're so cute" I started laughing, putting down my umbrella.

He immediately turned around and smiled once he saw me, but only seconds later he turned his smile into a frown.

"I'm not cute, " He said. "And you almost scared the hell out of me!"

"I scared you?" I raised my eyebrows. "Calum, I thought you were some kinda murderer that broke into my house!" Then, I started laughing again. "Instead, I came home to find you sitting on the floor with a pizza and whispering to it 'om nom nom nom deeelicious' like that bag in Dora the Explorer, what the fuck, are you okay?"

He showed me his middle finger and turned his head back to the TV. I only laughed and came closer to him hugging him from behind and gave him a kiss on the head.

"Next time, save some pizza for me", I said sitting down next to him and he moved me closer to himself so we could cuddle.

"Next time, answer your phone so I don't have to worry," He replied and this time he kissed my forehead. I smiled.

Told you he was cute.