Response || Malum || (Sequel to Reaction)

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Calum's POV

The reflection staring back at me was someone I hardly know. He's unfamiliar, grown up and more three dimensional than he's ever been. Many things have changed since the last time I took a long look at myself in the mirror. I've become someone I don't mind seeing through the glass. I have Michael, I have an awesome career, I'm recovering, and things ever never been so clear to me. As I stand here in the steam filled bathroom, staring at myself, I finally feel as if I've reached the top. All those years of hating myself, fighting myself, and telling myself I could make it, I'm here and I'm alive. I never imagined that things would've ended up this way.

Touring definitely wiped me out mentally and physically but it was the experience of a lifetime. I was excited to get back on the road even though my down time with Michael had been cut short. Something about him has been off this week and he's been talking to Mali a lot, so I'd be lying if I said I wasn't getting suspicious. I'm sure what ever it was, that included our untimely departure back to Australia, was nothing to be worried about. I trust Michael that he'd handle whatever was going on. I was actually excited to go back home and visit my sister and the place I grew up, despite the awful memory it holds for me. Even though for two years LA has been our home, I still considered Australia home. It would be refreshing to see the place I grew up in a different light and through different eyes. A vision I had just acquired at the time Michael convinced me to come to America with him. It was like getting a second shot at life with a more promising outlook.

I crawled out of bed this morning despite Michael's heavy arms around me. He didn't so much as wiggle when I left the bed and didn't barge into my shower like he usually does. Late nights for Michael means he thinks that he needs to sleep all day but we leave in a couple of hours for Australia. This means I have to try to drag him out of bed and make him get his shit together so we don't miss our flight. He's such a pain in the mornings.

I tugged my shirt over my head as I finished getting dressed and headed to do the annoying task. I opened the door to see Michael sprawled out across the bed. His messy hair could be seen from my spot in the doorway and only the thin sheet covered his naked body. When I got closer I saw his face was squished against the pillow and I could hear his soft snoring. As much as Michael argues with me about it, he snores. Chuckling to myself I reach out a hand to lightly shake Michael's shoulder but he doesn't even stir. Great it's going to be a long morning.

"Mikey." I whispered, shaking his shoulder again. This time he rolled over, groaning in is sleep. Fine, he can have it his way. I shook my head before crawling onto the bed to rest next to Michael's sleeping body.

"Mikey." I cooed, getting my lips as close to the skin on his neck as possible. This isn't the first time I've had to wake him up like this.

I let my lips meet his neck and I suck lightly, letting my tongue brush over the creamy skin. He began to wiggle and whine as I continued to torture him awake, my hand brushing over his morning wood. I palmed him through the sheet, making him moan and writhe beneath me but he still kept his eyes closed. I leaned down a little closer to let my lips graze the skin on his chest and when I looked up, Michael had a small smirk on his lips. My hand kept working against his dick while I continued to kiss his chest.

"What're you doing Cal?" He rasped in his morning voice and I halted my kiss.

"If you don't get up now we are gonna miss our flight." I said, pulling my hand away from his now hard member.

"But you can't just start that and leave me high and dry." He chuckled finally sitting up fully, well as much as he could with me half on top of him.

"Sorry," I smirked. "But if you would've gotten up earlier we would've had more time for that." I teased, climbing up from the bed. Michael groaned, slinging the sheet from his body so he could get up as well.