I asked Calum what I could do to make the bulge in my pants go away. He offered to return the favor of making me feel good, but I refused. I ended up taking a cold shower, with advice from the Maori. I knew how Calum felt about me, for the most part. And, believe me, in so happy I have someone to love but... I feel like I'm betraying Ashton.
I know I shouldn't feel that way, because he was the one that moved on from me first. It was stupid of me to think that he would wait for me. It had been around a year since I last saw him, he probably lost hope for us when he met Michael. I do love Ashton, I think a part of me always will. He was my first love but, I have Calum now.
Calum may not love me, and I may not be in love with Calum yet, but I like him a lot. He shows me affection, he is sweet, adorable, and funny. He really is a great guy. Obviously he has his flaws, but no one is perfect. And he can be difficult sometimes, but I know he still cares about me. Judging by what he said earlier, I made him much happier than he was before. I really hope I can keep him happy.
I sighed and twisted the knob to the shower, shutting the water off and grabbing my towel from the rack. I pulled the shower curtain back all of the way, stepping out of the shower and drying my hair, ruffling it a little as I looked at myself in the mirror.
I shook my head, drying the rest of my body, quickly, before putting on Calum's shirt (Which he gave me, i'm not a thief.) I was about to put my boxers on before I realized I had none. Crud. I sighed, looking around the bathroom and stopping as I caught a glimpse of a small pink bag on the counter. What?? When did that get there? I didn't see it when I walked in.
I looked inside the bag, admiring the pink paper inside before pulling it out. I gasped at was underneath the tissue.
Panties? But, these are for girls... I told my mother I needed boxers, not panties.
I noticed a card inside the bag and pulled that out, reading the writing on the small piece of paper.
To: Lukey
From: Mum and Dad (Mainly dad)I groaned in annoyance, of course he would do that. He does this kind of thing a lot. I will ask mum for a certain thing and if my father goes to buy it, he will buy me the wrong thing on purpose. For example: I could ask him for spray deodorant and he would buy dry shampoo. It was usually funny, but I have Calum over...
And all of my boxers are still in the wash.
Fudge.
I sighed, pulling out a pair of blue panties, the top of them were literally just straps, the back being lace and, the front being a solid blue, a pad of some kind to hide my bulge attached to the front. I didn't even bring pants unto the bathroom with me. Oh goodness, what will Calum think?
Great, just got my first boyfriend, and I'm about to be single again. Thanks dad.
I sighed once more, pulling the panties up my long legs, the thin pad pressing against my nether regions as I pulled them all the way up.
Looking in the mirror, my eyes widened. You couldn't even tell I had boy PARTS! What is going on here?? WHY DID MY DAD DO THIS TO ME?! I turned slightly, looking at my butt.
Oh no. MY BUTT LOOKS FREAKIN HUGE! Oh my goodness what am I going to do?!I took a deep breath, looking at myself once again, trying to find a positive outlook. On a positive note, it went well with my skin tone, it even looked kind of cute, it felt really comfy, and it was easily adjustable.
As i looked at myself longer, I thought: OK, Maybe this isn't so bad after all. I took a few more minutes to mentally prepare myself before taking a deep breath and opening the door. Calum now had his sweatpants back on, however his shirt was still off, so all of his tattoos were on display for me to see. Sighing, I looked down at the panties once more before walking to to the Maori boy.
I cleared my throat causing Calum to look up at me. He smiled at me slightly, seeing that I was in his shirt, before looking down further.
If you have ever seen those old cartoons where a man sees a very attractive female, and his jaw literally drops to the floor, you would know what my boyfriend's reaction was.
He made a slightly dramatic gasp, his jaw dropping as his eyebrows furrowed, scooting closer to me before placing his hands on my hips. His thumbs caressed the straps of the panties, pulling one back and letting it gently snap back onto my skin. Even though the action didn't hurt, I still jumped.
"Where did these come from? What happened to SpongeBob boxers, not to mention the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle boxers or the French Fry boxers. Not that I'm Complaining! I mean, you look amazing... I just... Wow. I don't even know what I was gonna say. I'm so awestruck by how beautiful you are." By the end the Calum's little speech, my cheeks and the tips of my ears were red. Once again, and many more times to come, Calum Hood has made me feel like the most special person in the world.
"I didn't exactly want them. My dad bought them for me by mistake."I shrugged. The Maori boy let out a barking laugh.
"Your dad is the freakin' best." He whispered. He smiled up at me as he caressed my hips, making his way down and caressing my thighs.
"You really like them?" I asked, hesitantly.
"I love them, baby. You look so good! But, the only thing that matters is if you like them." Calum then pulled my closer by the back of my thighs, his chin placed nicely on my stomach as he gazed up at me. I smiled and began playing with his tufts of curly hair.
"I like them too, puppy." I don't know why I called him that. Actually, that's a lie. I do know why I called him that. His eyes. His eyes reminded me of a puppy, the happy chocolate all the way to the broken brown.
I was blushing at my mistake, however, I did not miss the way Calum keened and let out a small hum, closing his eyes and letting me play with his hair. He pulled back a little, lifting my shirt slightly and pecking my tummy, before returning to his previous position.
Oh my goodness... I'm going to call him this all of the time.
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