Neighbours (Calum Hood Fluff)

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Summary: (Y/N) moves into a new city, a new house, all alone. To her advantage, her new neighbor is cute; scratch that, her new neighbor is dreamy.
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Moving into the new house in July, and without the help of my friends, has been proven the worst decision I've ever taken. However, I refuse to give up, so I am still on the sidewalk, trying to move all my belongings in.

The sun is not really helpful today; even in a white tank and a pair of jean shorts, the California sun is giving me a hard time. I just want to lay down and take a nap, but I have to at least move the boxes inside.
"Duke... Duke, come here..." I hear someone shout, dragging my attention from the boxes to locating the voice.
But my eyes land on the cutest dog I've ever seen, who has his paws on my leg and practically begs for a pat on the head. I bend down and scratch behind his ears, squealing at how cute he is.
"Hey, buddy... How are you?" I ask the dog, my voice more cheerful than usual.
"Uh, thank you. I've been running behind him for 5 minutes now." His owner pants. I turn my gaze to him, smiling at the man.
"He is very cute." I comment, studying the man; he has the warmest smile I've seen, with cute cheeks popping as his mouth curls into a smile and dimples showing as he kneels next to me.
"He is... But he is a menace..." He chuckles, tying the dog's leash to the collar.
"I bet he is a good boy." I giggle as I pet the dog head. The owner chuckles and stands up.
"I am Calum, by the way." He introduces himself as I stand up as well.
"(Y/N). Nice to meet you."
"I see boxes. Are you new here?" He asks, pointing to the sidewalk that is covered with my belongings.
"Yeah, just moved in..." I reply with a sigh.
"Oh, welcome to the neighborhood then." He cheers, making me smile even more.
"Thank you. You are the first to welcome me here." I reply, fanning myself with my hand, trying to fight sweating like a pig in front of my sweet neighbor. The dog places his paws on my calf again, scratching lightly to get my attention.
"I think he likes you." Calum states as I bend down to pet the fur baby.
"Of course he does." I giggle.
"Do you need any help with those?" He asks me, pointing to the boxes.
"No, I am fine." I lie; truly, I could use any sort of help, but I would rather die than ask someone I've just met to do me a favor.
"Are you sure? They seem quite a handful." He asks again.
"No, I am fine. But thank you for the offer. I have been here for an hour now, and you are the first person to offer any help." I sigh.
"You know what? I'll just move some of them inside, and you play with the Duke. He could use some company." He says and smiles, handing me the leash.
"You really don't have to." I state, but mentally I thank him.
"Duke and I can't really let our pretty, new neighbor all by herself, can we?" He asks and winks at me.
I sit on the grass and pet the cute dog as Calum picks up the boxes. I scratch his ears and rub his belly, while also observing his owner; I think that in addition to the cute home, I landed a pretty hot neighbor as well. The man is like he is sculpted by the hand of a renaissance artist; tall, tanned, and gorgeous. It seems like the bulky boxes weigh nothing for him, even though I could barely move 3 of them without wheezing.


2 weeks in the new house and I am still trying to find my new routine. I am yet to get accustomed to my new bed, to my new home, to my new neighborhood. The only thing that makes my day here is my sweet neighbor and his cute puppy. I find myself drinking my coffee on my patio every morning, with the excuse that it simply helps me calm before I start my day, but deep down inside I know that I am doing it just to gawk at Calum who works out and walks Duke every morning. That's the reason why I don't bother wearing bottoms under my long t-shirt before I walk out. I find myself doing anything to catch his eye; from that to changing with my shaders up, I have started behaving like a 15-year old who has a crush on her classmate again.

I gulp down the liquid in my mouth, enjoying the morning sun. Calum is late for his workout today, which is suspicious. In the past 2 weeks, he has not missed a single workout.

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