little love

2

after breakfast, the couple took a tubbie and then changed into some comfy clothes for the day. well, ashton changed in his room and calum changed in his own cause he wanted to be a big boy and dress himself. otherwise, they didn't have any actual plans besides playing outside or watching movies. it was a relaxing day for them both.

calum, in his pastel purple shirt, black shortals, and pink fluffy socks, felt really pretty. the little spins around in front of his mirror, squeals happily, and then runs out of his room. the soft sound of his fuzzy socks hitting the hardwood floor echoed the house as he ran into his daddys room.

"daddy! daddy!" calum squeals happily, "'ook!"

when ashton turns around, calum smiles and turns in a circle to show ashton his outfit.

"awe," ashton says, a smile growing on his face, "you're really pretty."

calum blushes, "i do 'ood?"

"you did do good, sweetheart," ashton says softly, "im so proud of you."

and there it was again. that damned feeling in calums gut - those butterflies came to life in an instant. it amazes calum. no matter how many years pile onto them, and add up, ashton will always, always make those damn butterflies come to life.

ashton would always make calums heart beat with a purpose.

calum still just devoted so much of himself to ashton. there wouldn't ever be a way to thank ashton for making him feel so...beautiful. so loved. so important in life. all ashton had to do was say a couple words, and calum felt like he was eighteen all over again, when the two were young and stupidly in love and were just starting to figure out what love was.

"calum? sweetheart? come back to daddy, baby."

calum blinks a couple times, shakes his head, and then looks up into his daddys worried eyes.

"you zoned out on me, sweet pea. is everything okay?"

no, calum thinks, im not okay. im so in love with you, and you make me feel so much sometimes and i just don't know how to sort my feelings. you're so good to me, so good, and i love you so much. i love you so much and some days i don't know how to express it.

"yeah, daddy," calum says, swallowing all of his emotions in one harsh gulp. worry flashes through ashtons eyes, and in an instant it has calum crying. ashton was his rock, his guiding hand, his better half and all calum wanted to do was let ashton know just how much he loves him.

"hey, what? why are we crying, hmm?" ashton says softly, quickly pulling the little in for a hug. calums easy and pliant in ashtons arms - he always is. being in ashtons arms brought warmth and a sense of belonging. being in ashtons arms - that was home.

"i-i 'ub 'ou," calum whispers, and ashton internally coos.

"is that why you're crying?" ashton asks, a smile on his face, "because you love me?"

calum looks up, bottom lip quivering, and nods a couple times. ashton bursts out into laughter - calum was too damn cute for his own good.

"you are so adorable, sweet pea," ashton says, gently wiping away at calums tears, "daddy loves you too. i love you so much."

calum smiles up at ashton - ashton can see the happiness shining through those beautiful brown eyes, between the rivers of honey that sliced between the dark chocolate colored eyes. ashton could look into those happily beautiful eyes for the rest of his life.

"'ub daddy!"

ashton scoops the little up in his arms, and spins him around. it makes squeals and laughs echo the room, and it just made ashton feel so good, so content.

"daddy! daddy!"

"oh, whats that my love?" ashton asks, holding calum sideways in his arms, that way the littles head and feet were dangling down. it had calum laughing happily though.

"'otta pee pee, daddy!"

"alright, okay," ashton says, and sets the little down on his feet, "do you want daddys help?"

"yes, p'ease, daddy."

"alright sweet pea," ashton says softly, grabbing calums hand. the little interlaces their fingers together, and smiles as they walk to the bathroom.

by the end of the day, they were both cuddled up so close in bed, just like any other night  cause calum couldn't sleep if he didn't have his daddys reassurance, or his daddys touch.

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cute babies
also, just to complain

im old enough and i understand that ashton can do what he wants. i don't care if he smokes weed (as much as i wished he didnt) but the fact that he smoked it, on his live, it just. i just cant get over it. i can't believe he would do that.

its kinda like how i smoke cigarettes. out of respect, i don't do it in front of certain people (the ones who don't like it, the ones who are sick, etc) i wouldn't ever fucking broadcast it like he did. i can't even look at him the same.

anyway, comments? predictions?
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