5 Seconds of Summer BoyXBoy one-shots

The Colour Of Christmas // Malum

~ Does anyone remember Misophonia? I do, and I kinda liked that one, not liked liked because I've only ever really liked one of my oneshots and that was Sunlight, and I decided to write a part two.

another thing, that's so much more important: MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU LIL SHITS I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH

If you happen to celebrate Christmas on the 24th like me, happy Christmas yesterday or whatever.

This is the last Christmas Special I will be posting since I only wrote eleven and yeah, I'll now be taking a week or so off Wattpad and I'll see all of you next year :) If you feel like it, maybe comment on your favorite one letting me know that one was your favorite? Anyway, merry christmas and happy new year and I love all of you so much

This is dedicated to you Tillie, because you're a little shit and because I love you a lot, like a lot a lot, like I honestly don't know what i'd do without you. I've already said this but I adore you. I adore every single part of you and I just love you so so so much /M~

Calum smiles to himself as he walks down the street, watching the snow slowly fall to the ground around him. As much as he'd love to run the rest of the way, just to get there, he can't bring himself to do it. It's almost as if the silence, the snow, slows him down, makes it impossible for him to hurry. So even though his hands are cold, even though he wants nothing more than to get to the brown house at the end of the street, he takes his time. In a way it's strange, how the normally very trafficated street is completely empty, how he can walk in the middle of the road without risking getting run over by a car. How he can stop and just stand there, tilting his head back and watch the snow make it's way to the ground, without getting yelled at. He loves it, loves the snow, loves the winter, loves Christmas. And this year it's going to be even better. He's already celebrated with his family, since his parents had a meeting they had to go to in Zürich and they had to leave a few days before Christmas, and now he's been invited to spend Christmas day with Michael and Karen, since they aren't doing anything anyway. It doesn't really matter if they end up sitting around the table eating potatoes and talking about politics, as long as he's with Michael he's happy.

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"Calum! Come in, you must be freezing!" Karen pulls him in for a hug and somehow manages to close the door at the same time, shutting the cold and the snow out. Calum laughs and hugs her back before shrugging his jacket off, taking a look around. From where he's standing he can see the christmas tree in the livingroom and he falls in love with it the moment he lays his eyes on it. It's not as big as the one he's got at home but it feels more traditional, more Christmassy. "Michael's up in his room, I think he might be asleep already." Calum nods, taking his shoes off.

"Alright, thanks again for letting me stay here Karen."

"oh you, you know we love having you here." Karen smiles, suddenly looking more serious. "you've really helped, with Michael. He's a lot happier now that you're around, he's not as depressed anymore and he's doing a lot better in school. He loves you, you know that right?"

"y-yeah." Calum did not expect that and Karen's little speech has left him with a lump in his throat and glossy eyes. "yeah, I love him too. I'd never...you know hurt him."

"I know." she smiles, stroking his cheek. "go on up now, it's late. Goodnight Calum."

"Goodnight Karen." Calum takes his bag from the floor and walks up the stairs, quietly opening the door to Michael's room, not wanting to wake the older boy if he's actually asleep. He isn't though, Michael's sitting on the bed, illuminated by the light from the streetlight outside the window, waiting for him. He smiles when he sees the tan boy, holding his arms out. Calum quickly drops his bag and walks over to him, sitting down next to him and feeling Michael's arms wrap around his body. It's almost as if they've made an agreement not to speak, not to break the silence just yet.