𝟓𝐬𝐨𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐥.𝟏

It can wait until tomorrow (Calum Hood Fluff)

Summary: (Y/N) and her ex, Calum, have to study together for an upcoming exam.
Based on "100 Ways To Say I Love You" Prompt #62: "It can wait until tomorrow"
(Request: gracie-joy) (Words: 1.2k) (Part 2: Stay Over)
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4 cups of coffee in one hand and a backpack full of notes and my laptop, I knock on the door of Calum's apartment, the apartment we got together after our second year in college. I sigh and close my eyes, preparing myself for being in this house again; at the beginning of the semester, Calum and I decided to take a break. We had been dating since our sophomore year, the stereotypical high school sweethearts that got in the same college, we were basically inseparable throughout our college years. We needed a break from each other, date other people, live our lives as individuals, rediscover ourselves... And other crap we both agreed on.

"Hey." Calum greets me, a polite smile on his face.
"Hey. Are the guys here?" I ask as I enter the apartment. Nothing looks different, everything is as it was when I left. But everything feels different.
"Yeah, Michael and Tessa are waiting in the living room." Calum replies, scratching the back of his head.
"I am sorry I left you waiting. But I brought us all coffee." I smile and raise the paper holder.
"Yeah, Michael told me. You didn't have to." He replies.
"I wanted to. Despite this, it is kinda my fault we signed up for this course. I told you it would be great and now we have to deal with its stupid exam." I chatter, feeling a little awkward, talking to just him.
"There is the reason we took this course and now have to suffer the consequences." Michael says as I enter the living room.
"See. It was the least I could do." I say to Calum, handing him his coffee. He smiles and raises his cup at me while I hand the other two their coffees.
"Come on guys. We were the ones to believe that 'Memory and Language' could be interesting, don't blame it on (Y/N)..." Calum defends me, making Michael chuckle; I feel a very weird sensation on my stomach caused by that gesture. Sure, we broke up under the best terms, but it feels kinda weird that he is defending me like he did while we were a couple. Maybe I am just overreading this.
"Um, where should I sit?" I ask, looking around for my spot. Tessa and Michael are sprawled on the sofa, so the only options are on the floor and the couch.
"I don't know, (Y/N)... People usually sit on the couch..." Michael mocks me, earning a slap on the shoulder from Tessa.
I take a seat silently, leaving my stuff on the floor. Calum looks a little tensed, walking slowly on the other side of the couch and picking up his laptop and notes.

"Tess, do you have notes for the connection between the visuospatial sketchpad and the phonological loop? I've been studying it for an hour now and I can't fucking get it..." I groan, staring at the notes on my laptop, trying to find anything.
"Sorry, I wasn't in that lecture." Tessa apologizes. I don't even bother asking Michael since they always skip class together.
"And neither were you, (Y/N)... If you were, you would have the notes otherwise." Calum says, smiling teasingly.
"Ouch, no need to go harsh on me. I was at the doctor..." I try to defend myself. Calum chuckles playfully and I roll my eyes at him.
"I have a diagram, I can explain it to you." He offers, scooting closer to me. I feel my body tense, my skin erupting in goosebumps as I feel him close to me. I leave my laptop and notes on the floor and turn to Calum; for a second, I just stare at his concentrating face, his beautiful characteristics, but then I snap right out of it. Why does it feel like nothing has changed between us? We've been apart for months, yet, I feel the same way I felt months ago when this was our everyday life and not a once-in-a-couple-months occurrence.
"So, I want you to think of a word..." He begins, bringing me out of my trail of thoughts.

(Calum's POV)
"...So, basically, the phonological loop processes the auditory information, and the visuospatial sketchpad processes the visual representation of the word, like the shape, placement in space, color. Should I move on to the parts of the brain involved?" I ask, turning to look at (Y/N). I find her asleep on my shoulder, breathing slowly. I felt her place her head on my shoulder as I was explaining, but I thought she did it in order to have a better look at the diagram on the screen in front of us. I just stare at her for a moment; she looks so calm, so beautiful. I knew that my voice always relaxed her, but I did not expect that.
I am scared to touch her, I don't want her to wake up, I don't want this moment to end. I want to feel her sleep on me, like the old times. I will bare handily kill the person who wakes her up.
"(Y/N) is off?" Michael asks, almost whispering.
"Seems so..." I whisper.
"You are not going to wake her up?" He asks, cocking an eyebrow at me.
"Do you think I am an idiot?" I mumble and he smiles, watching me stare at (Y/N)
"What about wanting to live your life and all that crap?" Tessa asks and shuts her laptop quietly.
"Tess, he is just going to let her sleep, it doesn't mean he wants to be with her again." Michale comments in a whisper.
"Michael, look at the way he looks at her. He is barely breathing to not wake her up..." Tessa says, pointing at us.
"You know what... I am right here and you two are talking like I am not. So please, pick up your stuff, take the laptop and the notes off my lap and leave..." I whisper and they both smirk at me. Tessa carefully takes everything off of me, placing my stuff on the coffee table as Michael picks up his own stuff.

(Y/N) wakes up after half an hour. She almost jumps out of her spot, gasping as she realizes what happened.
"Wakey Wakey, princess. Want some coffee?" I ask, standing up and walking to the small kitchen to start the coffee machine.
"I am so sorry I fell asleep, Calum. Especially for sleeping on you." (Y/N) mumbles, making me smile even more.
"It's OK. It wasn't the first time." I turn to her as I pick up her mug from the cupboard. At the sight of the mug, her eyes go wide and her jaw almost falls on the floor.
"I forgot to give it to you when you picked up your stuff. And... I didn't want to throw it away." I mumble and she nods.
"It's fine, really. Um, where are Tess and Michael?" She asks. She is standing at the entrance of the kitchen, her fingers fidgeting with her necklace.
"They left after you fell asleep."
"Well, I am awake now. Call Michael and tell him to come over. We need to finish this." She suggests. I pour her coffee and take a deep breath.
"I am not calling them." I say, picking up the mugs.
"Why? We need to finish. Exams are in 3 days." She panics. I chuckle and hand her her mug, leaving a kiss on her forehead which makes her breath hitch.
"It can wait until tomorrow. We need to talk." I say and walk to the living room, hoping she will follow me.