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   Michael groaned into his pillows.

   "Just a minute!" he yelled to whoever was banging on his door. Who the fùck bangs on someone else's door at 7 in the morning?

   After pulling on a pair of grey sweatpants, he put on his glasses and made his way to the door. His eyebrows furrowed at the box standing by his feet.

   Cautiously picking it up, he walked back into his apartment and plopped onto his bed. With no hesitation, he ripped open the box and was astonished with the amount of Polaroids stacked in it.

   There was also a letter, which he immediately read.

Before you make fun of my addiction to my Polaroid camera, look at them. It's mostly me, obviously. Ashton never misses anything I do without taking a picture. I do take pictures too but, you know. I wrote at the back of each and every single one of them if you're interested in that.
My main point is, that one day, there will be even more pictures. But with you in them too. I never said this before and I wanted to say it at the cafe but I stopped myself.
You're so fùcking special to me, Michael.
-  Calum xx

   Michael's heart was beating in overdrive. His eyes adverted to the first polaroid, his fingers quickly picking the small picture up.

   It was a picture of Calum laying on his back on his bed, his phone elevated by his hands above his head.

   He turned it around to read what Calum had to say about it.

   So here's what messaging you looks like :)

   A smile formed on Michael's lips as he stared at the picture for a while longer before realising he has so many more to look at.

   The next picture was taken from above. Calum was in the swimming pool with a huge grin, his eyes crinkled up.

   We should totally go swimming together ;)

   Michael admired each and every picture, even the simple picture of his feet he took while walking on the beach.

   As he got further along, though. The pictures became a little naughty you could say.

   It turned into pictures of Calum's chest and his underwear. There is no dooubt that Ashton did not take these.

   A picture of his plump lips.

    Correction: pictures of his plump lips.

   He quickly shut the box when he heard another knock at the door. Thankfully he was wearing sweatpants. The sight of Calum almost made his knees give in.

   "What's up babe?" he nervously chuckled, moving out of the way to let Calum in.

   Calum hummed, walking straight into his room and picking up the box before walking back into the living room. He placed the box down before opening it.

   "I uh- I really love them," Michael commented as Calum rummaged through his pictures. He took out one specific one, stuffing it into his pocket.

   Michael looked at him with a questioned expression. "You said you wanted the first time seeing my dick to be in person," he shrugged before walking towards Michael.

   The older man let out a quiet laugh, before embracing Calum in a sweet hug, kissing his forehead. Calum snuggled his face into Michael's chest before snuggling it into his neck, leaving a small kiss there.

   "I really like you, Michael," he mumbled, tightening the hug ever so slightly. The older man lightly pushed Calum back.

   The younger boy looked up at him with his deep brown eyes and it made it hard for Michael to resist. He gulped, staring back at him.

   "You're such a dìck," Michael muttered.

   Calum laughed, "Excuse me?"

   "Those pictures. Of you half naked, of your lips. Such a teaser and I don't like teasing, baby."

   "No one is stopping you from doing what you want," Calum challenged with a smirk that drove Michael insane.

   "Except the law."

   "Fùck the police."

   "Or me."

   Calum doubled over in laughter, wrapping his arms around Michael again. He stood on his tippy toes before peppering Michael's face with kisses, making Michael giggle.

   His last kiss was placed on the corner of Michael's mouth and it lasted quite a bit longer than the rest. He heard Michael's breathing become sloppy.

   "Can I?" Calum whispered, referring to actually kissing the man. Much to his dismay, Michael shook his head.

   "Not that I don't want to babe," he began explaining himself as Calum picked up his shoes he forgot a few nights ago.

   "You're too special for me to do that just yet."

   Calum halted in the doorway and turned around with bitter eyes. "Why don't you show me how special, huh?"

   Before he could fully make it out the door, he was tugged back by his arm and the door was slammed shut. He was pressed against the door and his legs were lifted.

   He wrapped his legs around the older man's waist, digging his heels into his lower back. Michael's hands were on his waist as he pierced his green eyes into Calum's brown ones.

   Michael looked down at Calum's figure wrapped around him and where his shirt was slightly being lifted. His breathing was heavy as he slowly connected his gaze with Calum's again.

   "Next time you won't get away with speaking to me like that," he whispered, running his hands up Calum's side, lifting his shirt even more before dropping them back down.

   "M'sorry," Calum bit his lip innocently.

   Michael tightened his grip on Calum's waist before leaning in and crashing his lips against Calum's.

   Both boys were in pure bliss from the heat of the moment. Calum wrapped his arms around Michael's neck, the kiss becoming more heated.

   Michael moaned slightly when Calum tugged the older man's lower lip between his teeth teasingly.

   "Baby," Michael panted, pulling back and looking at the state of the teenager. His hair was messy, lips dark and glossy. Small beads of sweat covered his forehead.

   Looking down, he now saw that Calum's whole stomach was exposed and his tight jeans supporting a painful hard on.

   Calum couldn't hold back his whine as he moved his hips to create friction. Michael stopped him by holding his waist still, panic rising over him.

   He couldn't do this. This was illegal.

   His green eyes intently watched Calum throw his head back and panting small and shaky breaths.

   "M-Michael, p-please," he murmured, trying to move his hips against Michael's again. Michael stayed silent his breath hitching slightly as he tried to keep Calum's movements to a minimum.

   "B-Baby," Michael's grip loosened, the movements of Calum against him fully taking control.

   He cursed quietly before roughly going in to his neck, sucking harshly before blowing cold air onto the red mark.

   The movements continued to drive him insane, even when he ripped off Calum's shirt, attacking his collarbone with his lips and creating more bruises.

   Small noises escaped Calum as he continued, his movements becoming sloppy and irregular.

   Both of their movements stilled when there was a knock at the door. "Don't even try to hide Calum, I've been standing here long enough."

   Michael braced himself before opening the door, facing a quite pissed off Ashton. "Family friend, huh?" he glared at Calum.

   "Why does my love life concern you so much?" Calum mumbled, wrapping his arms around Michael from behind.

   To be honest, Michael was afraid Ashton would break his nose too. Especially when Ashton cracked his knuckles.

   "Ashton don't," Calum warned, going to stand in front of the older man.

   "You're coming home, let's go," Ashton immediately tugged on his arm. Calum got free from his grasp before pressing a chaste kiss to Michael's lips.

    Calum quickly followed Ashton out the door, leaving Michael sad, confused, and horny.

   "What was that all about?!" Calum yelled in the car. Ashton flinched. "I don't like you being with him, he's older than you."

   Calum gaped, "Come on, Luke is like almost nineteen. You loved the dude before he cheated on me."

   Ashton shook his head. "I never liked him."

   Calum was becoming mad at his best friend. "Why don't you ever like anyone that I date?!" Tears prickled his waterline.

   Ashton sighed, pulling over and staring ahead at all the cars passing them. He turned to face Calum, Calum already awaiting an answer.

   "Calum, I love you."

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a/n: plot twist. this aint gonna be the only plot twist, just a heads up for your heart lmao.

I'm sorry I was gonna make a blowjob or handjob happen but I fùcking suck at smut as you can see from that little bit I did write.

they kissed :O sry it wasnt romantic at all but you know what, neither was my first kiss like honestly bye

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