5sos one-shots : Luke pairings (Muke, Cake, Lashton)

I'll be fine if you left tonight

It's CAKE!!

Song -based !angst! : "Numb" by Carlie Hanson. It'll make a lot more sense if you listen to the song :)

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Is it so wrong to not commit? To be the free bird amongst homes and life partners and stability? Is it eternal sin to be enthralled by the soulless enigma of sex? I wonder sometimes.

Calum was a good one: courteous, chill, sweet when required, and monstrous the next.

Our meeting was undesirable. I was running, a rare occurrence because exercise is supposed to be solo. Everything is supposed to be solo. Free-riders don't need company.

Panting and perspiring and puffing out air, I tried to regulate my breathing when a strange bush came into view. My hair slotted out of my eyes, allowing me to see that it was a boy.

I smiled in triumph. Good guys come along once in a blue moon. When they do, you gotta grab em in the ass. So I did; not literally of course, don't wanna scare him off before we've even started.

"Hey man, whatcha looking at?" That's how you approach strangers, cool and confident, if also soaking in sweat and not smelling very seducing.

"Uh, hi. I..." His eyes flicked to the sunset, "Passing by, stopped to admire this."

"Why're you so sad?" I laughed once. "It isn't a crime."

"Yeah, I know." Oh wow, he had dimples that transformed his sizzling profile to that of a puppy. Yes, I need this boy.

"Luke." I breathed, readily forgoing my run.

"I'm Calum," He raised his hand as if going for a handshake, then thinking better off it and just jerking it forward in a convoluted wave.

I waved back, "Hello Calum, you live nearby?"

Our definitions of near were grossly different. I trudged along 100 streets, scouting corners and peeking through lanes to reach his house 398318 hours later.

"What? I ran a lot, okay?"

Calum smiled, turning away from my bent figure and unlocking his door. "You run?"

I stepped closer. "Why are you surprised?" The smirk leaped from his face to mine.

"Uh.. you don't resemble the sport type, is all." He headed towards the kitchen.

"Jocks aren't the only ones good at sex."

Calum choked on his glass of water.

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"Calum" I whispered into his right ear, moaning as he made yet another mark on my neck, hands sliding down my back.

"You're so tall." He commented, flipping himself on top of me. Calum's in for a rude awakening if he thinks he can dominate me.

I pulled Calum's head out of my neck, wanting those lips on mine to clear my thoughts, figure out what I wanted. Right now, my dick would take anything.

"There's a condom in my bag."

His eyes squinted into a smile, "Who said I was going to fuck you?"

I growled, pulling his head down, "I did."

He moaned, tugging off my pants and throwing them with the shirts. "Whatever you say, baby."

I rolled us over to take off his. His Adam's apple bobbed underneath my lips when I squeezed the wet spot on his boxers.