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out of everything i've written, on here and otherwise, this is the piece that i always think about the most
this is the first time i've read it back in so long and there are edits i would make now but god i actually love this so much??
i'm in my calum feels
Romantic - C.H drabble
synopsis: calum is madly in love with you
word count: 866
masterlist: (x)
He never thought of himself as a romantic, not until he had met you. Before he’d fallen for you, he’d been more of a lowkey boyfriend with his past girls, but then you came into his life, and he realised he hadn’t actually ever been in love with anyone else apart from you.
It started out with small gestures; dedicating a song to you during a show, cooking for you (trying to, at least) whenever he had time off, drawing baths for the two of you, anything he could think of that would make you smile.
As your relationship progressed, he found himself writing every song with you in mind, talking about the curve of your smile or the way just thinking about you made his heart beat double speed. The other guys teased him for getting distracted in interviews because he could only think about the way your bodies perfectly moulded together when you lay in bed with your legs tangled with his or the way your lips tasted when he kissed you, so soft, so hot. On the rare occasion he did speak up in an interview, he’d find every opportunity to weave your name into the conversation, no matter what the subject.
“This song is my girlfriend’s favourite.”
“I actually wrote this one about y/n.”
“She’d love this game, she’s into these sort of things.”
“I spent my time off with my girlfriend, man, I miss her already.”
He was truly obsessed with you, a clingy mess of passion and desire whenever he returned home from a press tour or a string of gigs. He couldn’t keep his hands off you, his fingers were always dancing circles on your skin as the two of you lay quietly on the sofa watching something on the television, he’d press his body against yours from behind as you did the washing up, and he’d always wake up extra early so he could sneak into your shower before you had to leave for work.
At night, he’d pepper kisses along your neck, to your collar bone and down your arm as you read your book in bed next to him. He loved the way your reading glasses were too big for your beautiful face and you’d spend half your time pushing the frames back up your nose. He loved the way you would pretend to be annoyed at him for distracting you from your novel, but he knew you wouldn’t have it any other way. After a while, you’d give up and put the book back on your night stand, setting your glasses on top, and roll over to face him.
“What do you want?” You’d ask him playfully, your nose almost touching his.
“You,” he’d whisper softly before kissing you. He craved you, every second of every day, and all of the time he spent away from you he’d be thinking about the way you moaned against his lips when you were making love to him.
He was a gentle lover, he loved to please you. He’d bring you to your peak multiple times in one night. Two, three, four orgasms at a time. The way your fingers tangled in his hair, the way you said his name, your voice shaky, as he pleasured you.
“Calum,” you’d moan loudly. “God, don’t stop.”
The slow rock of his hips as he pushed himself deep inside of you made you almost dizzy. He was too good.
Aftercare was important to him. Always making sure you were fully satisfied, he’d kiss you gently as the two of you came down from your highs. He’d help you clean up, if it had been a particularly messy night, wiping gently at the inside of your thighs with a damp flannel cloth, following his motions with soft kisses that tickled your skin.
As you lay under the duvet together, he’d wrap his inked arms around you. Always the big spoon. The curve of your plump butt pressed into his crotch, his hands finding their way to rest on your body, one on your breasts, the other usually rubbing gently in circles on your stomach, he knew it comforted you as you eased into a sleep of sweet serenity.
His dreams were often about you. He’d think about the future you were to have together, how he’d propose, where you would marry, the names you would give to your kids. He’d want three and you’d insist on two, but the time the home test came back positive for the third time you’d know three Hood children would be the perfect balance of chaos and calm. You’d grow old together, watching your kids grow up and start families of their own. Your grandchildren loved to hear the stories from your younger years, the way he would tell them about how he fell in love with you and the wonderful life you had shared together with such passion made you realise how lucky you had been to find a man so incredible.
He would always love you with his entire being. With every fibre in his body. Passionate love. Forever and always.
He was a beautiful soul. And he was yours. Forever and always.
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nothing lasts forever, nothing stays the same.. happy 10th anniversary @5sos
on twitter ✨
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a god. an actual GOD.




HE DIDNT HAVE TO DO THIS but he did AND I LOVE IT
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i miss this era sm





MTV Video Music Awards at The Forum on August 24, 2014 in Inglewood, California
📸 Jeff Kravitz
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umm the rings???? did we know they were married now wtf how did i miss this!!!
also sad they have kept it so quiet i hope we can see pics of their wedding and everyone dressed up soon but totally respect their privacy
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Zendaya has done stunts before. This is pr for No Way Home because things have been delayed
very interesting
i just don't see why No Way Home needs this sort of pr stunt? like it's a marvel film people are going to watch it anyway
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y'all think it's PR?? i don't think Z would do that tbh, her and tom do both seem quite private
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YA ACTUALLY FUCKING CALLED IT WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS GREAT AND WE SHOULD REPESCT THEM BUT I'M FLABBERGASTED WHAAAAT YOU MOTHER FUCKER CALLED IT OH MY GOD THE HELL i mean I'm lost for words
*😲😲😲😲*
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WHEN FACING THE THINGS WE TURN AWAY FROM || 13.08.2021
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LukeHemmings: With shaking hands but a full heart I proposed to my best friend earlier this year.
I love you Thao and I can’t imagine my life without you ❤️ @sierradeaton
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