Cold | Calum Hood Fanfic

Twelve

Calum's POV

Taking each two steps was so bothersome. It felt like a lifetime, before I reach my destination.

I kept silent, entering Ivetta's bedroom like I had been told. When I lay beside her, I was grateful she was facing away. It made it all much simpler to get to this proximity.

At this point, I knew I had some fixing to do. Especially, when it's not every night I go somewhere at ten o'clock to comfort my friends.

I crawled into bed, spooning Ivetta limply.

"Where'd you go?" she mumbled, no doubt believing I was Michael.

"He went to get me."

Her head quickly turned to me, her eyes wide open in shock, "Calum! What are you doing here?!"

I held her in place, not going to let her run off, "I'm here, because a little birdie tweeted me," she gave me the most honestly confused face I'd seen in a long time. "Michael asked me to come," I reiterated.

"Oh, thank you, I guess..."

"Tell me what's up," she kept her lips sealed, building up a thick wall of tension. "Iva, talk to me."

After getting her to open back up, I listened with much intensity, "Well, you know how I told you about dad earlier?"

I pulled her closer, responding softly, "If you're worried I'll tell, then you have nothing to worry about. I know how to keep a secret."

She flipped over, giving me an 'Are you kidding me,' look.

"Name one."

I thought for a moment, turning up blank. Till, I came up with a sly move, "I haven't told anyone about your dad."

She sighed, "I guess that's true, but it hasn't even been a day yet."

"Touché."

"Calum, this is so scary. Only a handful of people know. One being Mikey, and he told mom. She told the therapist, and now I've told you. I'm just worried another cycle will begin."

"Luke into my eyes, and listen to my words," I spoke hypnotically. She did just that, waiting for me to continue. "I triple, quadruple promise not to tell... Anyone!"

A giggle escaped her luscious lips, as she tangled her arms around my neck. Her lips linking with my own, leaving me a dazed.

She grazed her lips away, then I leaned over top of her body, hovering mere inches above. Kissing her lovingly, immediately knowing her kisses were perfect to me. The way our lips meshed in harmonic unison, left me breathless.

Speaking of which, our loving moment broke as we caught our breath. Going at it once again.

I am ecstatic Ivetta hasn't pushed me away, yet. I feel as though, I may be at the brink of breaching through to her.

At that instant, I thought to soon. She lightly pushed my mid torso, breaking her kissers away.

The both of us were panting greatly, a make out taking a lot out of us.

"Cal?"

"Hmm?"

"Will you stay with me. Not do anything bad, just keep each other company?"

"Yeah, I'll go tell Mike fir-."

"Don't leave...."

I nodded, submerging both of us beneath her duvet.
In attempt to grow more comfortable, I cuddled with Ivetta. Our legs tangled in bunches.

"Would you have a problem if I took of my jeans?"

She nodded, then paused, "Wait? I mean no. If you want to... I'm mean," she growled calming herself, speaking again. "I don't have a problem with it."

I chuckled, slipping away. Stripping off my jeans, I took notice of Ivetta gawking at me.

"You like?"

"Huh?!" I must startled her, while her nerves were causing her to close her eyes.

Chuckling, I nestled Ivetta into my bare body, before lulling off. Not a care in mind, only sandman's sweet dreams taking over....

Michael's POV

Once my sheets had been changed, I collected clean boxer shorts, then casually strolled into the washroom.
Peeling of all bits of fabric, I stepped into the steaming shower water.

It had been a couple of days since my last bathing session, and the nearly blistering water felt extremely pleasurable, on the unclad skins of my damped body.

Squirting a glop of rosy Cherry Blossom scented, Suave shampoo and conditioner separately, I lathered the cleaning chemicals into my chocolatey died hair. Rising my tuffs, I scrubbed my body, till I felt fresh.

Swiping my towel, I stepped out of the tub, to dry myself from head to toe. Once hardly damped at all, I pulled on my olive green colored underwear. Then, made my way to Ivetta's bedroom, where her door was cracked open a touch.

That in mind, I didn't bother knocking, but swung open the door across the floor.
Laying on the bed in my sights, was Ivetta and Calum, both one year my junior, yet more intact with love than myself. The way things stood, their bodies were beneath the coverlet, but also not at all. This way I could see everything, from the entanglement of their legs, to the placements of their hands.

Ivetta's arms snaked around his mid torso, that she snuggled into. While his hands were placed in such a way that I could had knocked him over the head. He was cupping her bottom in such a way, it crinkled her dark, knee length shorts.

Their bodies weren't in the most pleasing positions, but I'd allow it all to slide by morning. Till then, I chastely kissed her head, before stumbling to my own bedroom, where I got a full night's rest.

Till, that very next forenoon, I was roused, by the minty breath of my kin.

"Mikey? Are you awake?" She uttered a breathy whisper.

"Yeah," I yawned loudly, creaking my lids open.
Her metal covered arms, enfold on the vicinity of my waist, while her chest laid against mine.

"If you weren't awake, I was going to say this later and leave a note. But, thank you Nii-San, for always being there."

"You're welcome, but don't speak in Japanese."

"Alright, big brother."

"That's better," I countered, taking the fact that Ivetta was dressed to go out, in her jeans and spaghetti strap top. "Where are you going?"

"Just out for a walk."

After slipping away, she straightened out her clothes. While at that same moment, I sat up to glance at the clock on my nightstand.

It wasn't like it was the middle of the night. No, I was past nine-thirty.
I didn't want her to be alone, but at the same time. I really didn't want to stagger out of bed, just yet. Instead, I did the second best thing.

Grabbing my mobile from my side table, I handed it to Ivetta. Who gingerly locked her fingers around the device.

"Take my phone with you, just incase."

She made a boggled expression, clearly unsure.
After quickly going over the important features, we hugged before she exited the room.

A few minutes later, I flopped back down, something prodding into my back. Pulling the object away, I found that Ivy left the cell phone here.

Either on purpose or by mistake, I wasn't sure. But still being half asleep, didn't put much thought into it, before dozing off into a deep slumber.

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Really super short I know, but I've got a plan. So, this is kinda a filler.

**Nii-San = Big Brother

Write Date; November 2, 2014

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