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[Monday, April 11th]

-Ashton's POV-

"The hockey field isn't exactly the place I was thinking of when you said something romantic," Ashton admitted as they came to a stop at the furthermost corner of the field.

Calum chuckled, "Well I wanted to take you to the park, but it's a holiday weekend, so everyone's out and about, but the last place anyone wants to be on a holiday weekend is school. So, we've got the whole place to ourselves," he explained as he flicked out a blanket on the lush green sideline.

The other boy helped him flatten out the blanket as they began unpacking his backpack, crackers, cheese, electric candles, portable speaker, two cans of soft drink and two plastic champagne flutes. Ashton chuckled as they surfaced from the bag, "I was going to bring actual champagne, but I thought it might be pushing our luck given we're on school grounds,"

"Yes, school grounds are the only issue, not you know, you're underage," Ashton said with an eye roll before moving away from the backpack to sit and watch Calum set everything up. The electric candles were placed on the edges of the blanket, making a large, wonky circle. The cheese and crackers were laid out on a chopping board that had surfaced from god know where. The speaker was set up behind the candles, and Calum pressed play on his phone and low, slow music began to play, just loud enough to break up the silence but should someone want to, they could speak over it with ease.

Finally, he cracked one of the cans of creaming soda and split it between the two glasses before handing one to Ashton and then sipping quietly at the other. He looked down into his glass and had a small private smile just between him and the rim on the glass. They'd only been seeing each other three or so weeks, and Ashton was entirely smitten. This was only their second date, and he couldn't imagine the other boy out of his life even for a second. They'd also started keeping their little routine except now they made sure the other was at library/hockey field when they went. It was all just so lovely; it made Ashton smile like this often.

When he looked up, he could see Calum watching him with a shit-eating grin, "Don't make fun of me! What did I do that's so funny?" he exclaimed reaching out a hand to smack at the others leg.

Calum caught the hand and tugged Ashton forward with it, Ashton had nothing supporting him, and he fell awkwardly onto the offending boy's lap. His glass splashed his drink up over them both, and he let out a loud huff. Calum chuckled, wrapping his arm around the back of Ashton's waist and pulling him up further. He picked Ashton's glass up from his lap and flicked it out into the field, then moved his head down to kiss the soft drink covered boy. Ashton shifted his head, so Calum's lips met his chin instead. He pulled back, giving Ashton a frown, but he just shook his head in response.

"You don't get to make fun of me and then spill sticky stuff all over me and get a kiss," Ashton declared trying to rise out of Calum's grip.

The others grip tightened, "Oh I can spill sticky stuff on you," Calum said with a low chuckle and Ashton frowned at him, "I wasn't making fun of you," he explained chuckling again. "I just knew you were thinking about us and knowing that I could put that big dumb smile on your face, well it put a big dumb smile on my face,"

Ashton shifted his head, so he was making eye contact with the boy again, "really?"

"Really," he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

Ashton blushed and rolled his eyes, moving forward to press his lips against Calum's. The other wasn't having it though and kept ducking his head away whenever Ashton got close, "Calum Thomas Hood, I will never let you anywhere near these lips if you keep this up,"

Calum pulled his head back to look at Ashton a grin on his face, "Is that a promise?"

Ashton groaned, dropping his head into Calum's chest instead of making another attempt. He felt the other's arm come up from his waist and start tracing shapes in his back with his fingers. It was silent as they sat there, Calum's fingers running haphazardly on his back, "you know this might be a bit soon, and weird but I think I love you," Calum said, his tone even and his voice calm.

Ashton's head came up so quickly he knocked Calum in the chin, "I'm so sorry" he said quickly, his hand already on the other boy's chin as if the touch could somehow soothe it. "I was just surprised is all, I mean, we haven't even kissed yet," Ashton's voice rose at the end as if he were asking a question, 'We haven't kissed, and I've forgotten, have we?'.

"Well that's on you, you got stroppy,"

"Stroppy?" Ashton gasped.

Calum nodded slowly holding eye contact with the other boy as he moved his head in and tilted it, Ashton's eyes dropped closed, and he felt the gentle but firm press of lips against his own. Houston! We have lips! He felt Calum's arm stiffen behind him and realised Calum was laying him down on the picnic blanket. He felt knees pressing into the outside of his thighs. Their lips still hadn't separated, just moving softly against one another's, Ashton slowly worked up the courage to tentatively open his lips and let his tongue brush against Calum's. The other responded immediately opening his mouth and licking into Ashton's. They continued kissing slow and wet, and honestly, Ashton was getting hard. Calum ground down on Ashton, and they both let out breathy moans, and then Calum pulled away and moved sitting back on his legs atop Ashton's thighs.

"I do not think that that's how first kisses are supposed to go," Calum said, and Ashton watched the quick rise and fall of his chest, which assured him he wasn't the only one who'd gotten a little too into it.

"Coming from the person on top of me!" Ashton said, awkwardly sitting up with Calum still on his legs.

"Was good, though, right?" Calum asked a smirk coming onto his face.

Ashton rolled his eyes but eventually conceded with a small nod and Calum chuckled, bringing his hand up to hold his cheek gently. The butterflies collected in Ashton's stomach again as their eyes remained locked, small smiles on their faces before Calum brought their lips together again.