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tirednotflirting · 2 years

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hi gonna continue to be emo in text posts ignore me if you wanna.

so the sunday after calm was released was my last day of the like ~extended spring break~ during my senior that was extended bc despite going to literally one of the top public institutions in america, they had no fucking clue how to transition to this online class bs even when they were doing it a week later than most other schools (totally not bitter about that, can you tell?). we were still in that ‘oh this will be over by may’ mentality. like i was certain the no shame tour was still going to happen at this point. in reality, i would travel further than the block surrounding my apt building twice in the next two months and the only people i would physically speak to were my roommate and the cashier at the corner store who would sell me individual rolls of toilet paper for $5.

calm provided an escape as I took exams in my bedroom and tried to do group projects over zoom. watching insta lives of michael and calum dancing around their backyard would make me laugh when nothing else could. reading little stories about boys in bands would help introduce me to a community that carried me through the horrors of the post-grad job search like three times over.

basically calm got me through 2020. it made a year i expected to only ever look back on in horror be filled with memories i’ll treasure forever. calm brought me friends thousands of miles away that i never would have had the chance to make otherwise. it reminded me of the power of music and fandom and the joy brought into the world by celebrating a thing.

its the sunday after 5sos5 was released. i’m doing laundry and having an honestly excellent cup of coffee. later i’m going to plan out the outfits i’m going to wear on a trip to nyc with a bunch of people i only know because of calm. we’re gonna dance and sing to so much music (including 5sos when the sun is barely up) and eat bagels and laugh. feels very full circle. feeling very very grateful.

love you all lots. let’s keep celebrating <3

#sorry i'm a fucking sap just feeling very grateful and i wanna share that <3333

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jillsvalentinee · 2 years

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hey everyone, i have a new discord server out! crazy, i know. anyways, it’s such a vibe in there. if you like 5sos, mortal kombat, resident evil, or if you’re just looking for somewhere to vibe, this is the place for you! i hope you enjoy your stay!

https://discord.gg/W2K3XK6axs

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5sosfanfictioncatalogue · 2 months

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Michael/Harry (5sos + 1D) Masterlist

a dream for white light (ao3) - merlypops luke/calum, michael/harry G, 1k

Summary: A breeze picked up, stirring the dried autumn leaves where they were littering the tarmac around him. The wind seemed very localised - none of the trees edging the car park were moving and even the man sitting on the other side of the steps appeared unaffected - but Michael's hair was being tousled and the cool air felt like fingertips stroking his cheeks for a moment, reminding him that he wasn't alone. ‘Not now, Ash. Please not now.’

At Calum and Luke's wedding, Ashton helps Michael move on.

and i remember us now (ao3) - thedeathofhyacinth E, 2k

Summary: Michael hasn't seen Harry since the Brits and he feels homeless.

burnt eggs & broken promises (ao3) - kingscrossinseptember G, 4k

Summary: “…So after a month or two of getting hounded by people, I may or may not have invented a fictional boyfriend.”

Luke glanced up at Ashton with worried blue eyes, as if he was expecting to be berated for lying. Instead, Ashton shrugged. “I can see why.”

or,

Ashton’s always found his roommate, Luke, nothing but aggravating, but when they make a deal where Ashton has to pretend to be Luke’s boyfriend for a night, his opinion starts to shift slightly…

couldn't be what you need (he's just seventeen) (ao3) - zayndotcom E, 6k

Summary: "Michael's first encounter with Harry Styles after nearly two years of avoiding him couldn't have gone any worse if he tried. Fuck."

i just miss your accent and your friends (ao3) - bellawritess T, 2k

Summary: Of all the people Michael might have expected to see at the CALM release party, Harry Styles isn’t one.

I Just Miss Your Accent and Your Smile (ao3) - FayeHunter michael/calum, michael/harry E, 4k

Summary: "Harry (9:04am) I’ve been thinking about you a lot. I’m in LA if you want to hang.

Michael sits and stares at the text for a while, unsure if he’s fully comprehending what’s in front of him. It’s not unusual for Harry to text him when he’s in town, but normally he’s a little more subtle than this."

Or Harry's in town and Michael can't wait to see him again

Like Cardiac Arrest (high voltage when we kiss) (ao3) - orphan_account E, 4k

Summary: Michael didn’t want to do anything but accept this kiss from Harry at that moment. He forgot all of the words that were spinning around in his head and everything was quiet except the sound of Harry’s wet lips against his own. And that’s what Harry did, he made Michael forget.

Not That Important (ao3) - sammyswagstar M, 2k

Summary: "Michael tilted his head back further into the pillow, deciding he was doing too much thinking for a teenage boy about to have his brains fucked out." OR Michael and Harry have turned fucking into a regular thing between them and they might as well enjoy it.

some are like the heat (ao3) - clemmingtine M, 2k

Summary: The heat is driving Michael insane. Or maybe it's just Harry. Set during TMH.

somehow you kicked all my walls in (ao3) - estrella30 E, 15k

Summary: Enough time passes between the last Manchester show and the next time he sees Harry that Michael thinks he probably imagined everything that had happened between the two of them.

or, Harry and Michael hook up a lot over the course of the tour

something to prove (nothing to lose) (ao3) - bellawrites T, 1k

Summary: Michael props himself up on his elbows and gives Harry a blank stare. “You want to finish the chess game? Instead of make out?”

Voices Singing (Let's Be Jolly) (ao3) - allsassnoclass (brightblackholes) T, 4k

Summary: Harry loves Christmas and singing in his community choir. Michael hates Christmas but is playing the piano for their holiday concert, anyway.

we'll stumble through it all (ao3) - nemesina77 T, 6k

Summary: “You’re Twitter flirting with Harry Styles.”

“This is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.”

Luke leans in, impossibly closer. “Michael, this is a life-changing moment. One day you’ll look back and remember this and it’ll be the moment that changed the rest of your life, for better or worse.”

Ashton huffs and Michael’s eyes bug out impossibly bigger. “Wow Luke, way to freak him out even more. Just trust your gut Mikey, it’s worked so far.”

Will You Marry Me? (ao3) - kallie_larry_forever G, 1k

Summary: Michael is proposing to his boyfriend and Harry is so oblivious to what is going on

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #5sos #5 seconds of summer #one direction #1d #michael clifford #harry styles #harry styles masterlist

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witchofinterest · 8 months

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11-20 jaykay (incredible ship name btw) <3

Thank you very much! I am quite fond of it

11. How do they feel about nicknames/pet names? If they like them, what pet names do they use? If they hate them, why do they feel that way?

They both have nicknames (Kay and Jay are nicknames) and their pretty cool with them! Sometimes Jason likes to use the basic one (Sweetheart, Babe, etc) to embarrass her in front of other people bc he’s like that, and it does but she also thinks it’s cute.

12. Do they have a difficult time when separated from each other, or are they fairly independent?

Yeah! So their both, but they don’t like to be away from eachother. It’s especially hard on Kay when he’s away in season two as she feels more isolated but they get through it. And then, season three.

13. How do they keep in contact when they’re apart? Do they write letters, talk on the phone, or simply wait out the time?

They call and text incessantly! Having only a phone between them makes them both a bit more clingy.

14. Do they enjoy PDA, or are they more private with affection?

Kay does not because she’s easily embarrassed and Jason’s the opposite he doesn’t care.

15. What songs remind you of their relationship?

A few are: home - catie turner / ghost of you - 5sos / i burned la down - noah cyrus / silhouette - aquilo / your somebody else - flora cash

16. Would they ever get matching tattoos? If yes, what would these look like?

I do not think so, both are impulsive but not like this.

17. How well do they communicate? Are they open with their feelings/thoughts or more reserved? Why?

As well as two very traumatized barely legal adults can! So, not the best but not the worst. They try to be open, but it’s hard. Kay’s a little better at it since jason’s all she’s got and he’s split between kay and bruce.

18. How do they care for each other when one of them is wounded/sick?

They both know basic first aid so they’ll apply that till they can back to wherever their safe house is. If their sick they both make the other get rest.

19. Do they wear each other’s clothes/jewelry?

Not really, I don’t think either ever gets a chance for this to happen.

20. How do they comfort each other when one of them is upset? Is this method of comfort effective?

Both of them just by being there and yes it does help.

#oc: katherine mulaney #jaykay #thank you my dear #!#oc katherine mulaney

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puntuations · 2 years

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for the album lyrics ask game 🎶: youngblood by 5sos?

hii thanks for sending this in :)

ok fav lyrics for each song and my thoughts™ on the youngblood album under the cut!!

1. youngblood — say you want me, say you want me back in your life so i’m just a dead man crawling tonight

i really liked the word choice with “crawling” mainly because it sounds so defeated like yeah we can’t get this right but i also haven’t decided if i’m done trying yet.

2. want you back — i remember the freckles on your back, and the way that i used to make you laugh

we’re all a little haunted by the things we remember about a person, aren’t we?

3. lie to me — it’s 3am and the moonlight’s testing me. if i can make it til dawn then it won’t be hard to see, that i ain’t happy

i’m a sucker for lyrics relating to late night/early mornings because this timeframe is just when people are the most honest/vulnerable which is such a human experience. that sounds like smt a robot would say disregard that lmao

4. valentine — throw balloons, teddy bears, and the chocolate eclairs away. got nothing but love for you, fall more in love every day

hate valentines day because why wait to show you love someone once a year lol but yeah this part is the opposite!!

5. talk fast — leave all your indecisions with you at home, don’t say you’re doing me a favor

no thoughts just like the lyric can’t explain it

6. moving along — is it wrong if i tell you that i love ya, even though i’d never do it when i’m sober?

this just felt v real bc drunk texts are a dangerous game don’t do it loves

7. if walls could talk — if these walls could talk, i’d hope they wouldn’t say anything because they’ve seen way too many things

my room is my safe space so it’s def seen the highs and the lows and would not appreciate it spilling my secrets lmao

8. better man — with your love, your love i’m a better, better man

obviously we have to put in the work to better ourselves, but i think someone who’s genuinely in your corner and willing to call you out on your shit can really help accelerate that

9. more — we’re speaking different tongues communicating right through the bedroom wall

again thought it was just v real. arguing can feel like different languages when someone can’t/refuse to understand what’s upsetting the other.

10. why won’t you love me — you imagine when you close your eyes, you’re with me on the other side

long distance vibes. (not fun but yk relatable lol)

11. woke up in japan — it was more than just a neon weekend. light slipping through the third floor curtain

the imagery! love it

12. empty wallets — we got our whole lives, but living ain’t cheap. living ain’t cheap.

crying in cost of living + gas prices

13. ghost of you — and i chase it down, with a shot of truth

loved the play on words!!

#ysa answers #ask game #this was long #i put it in more effort than was necessary I apologize

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cruelmaram · 2 years

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join my very very cool 5sos discord server <33

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hitozy · 2 years

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ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ― lie to me ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ― hinata shoyo x female reader ᴇxᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ― 1.5K ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɴᴏᴛᴇ― listened to 5sos on loop for this fic. my piece for the frozen hearts collab; thank you for letting me join @kingkatsuki & @bakuroo-writings ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs― +18 ONLY, communication is key but not here.

Not all relationships are the same, depending on the relationship and your partner, you must decide on some ground rules for each other… and listen to the ones that cannot be named.

Some of them are easy, like never going to bed angry or meeting your parents, taking turns to see each other’s families on the holidays; basic relationship things.

But the unnamed ones? Those are tricky if you aren’t paying attention. The main thing about it is only one thing: find what it is and stick with it.

Yours and Shoyo's is simple. Don't ask.

When you started dating Shoyo during high school, you came to realize that it was a common thing for him to never ask you about some topics, about your estranged relationship with your parents or when you stopped talking to a friend - he somehow always knew and comforted you about it, whispering sweet nothings to you that always made your heart beat faster. Because of this you decided you could do the same for him, so when he came one afternoon to tell you he was moving to Japan, you didn’t ask him to stay or let you go with him, you simply gave him that one smile especially reserved for him and kissed him - telling him you were so happy that he was one step closer to his dream.

That night before he left, you spent it with him and your new apartment close to school, learning his body before it was gone for months, for years. You learned and mapped the callouses in his hands, the muscles in his back that ripped and moved underneath your palms, his strong arms that held onto your waist tightly, helping you move against him, his thighs that settled underneath you when you both came down for you high and his lips that kissed you so dearly, it made you cry because you would miss them, you would miss him.

He never asked you if you would go to visit, even though you could see it in his eyes on each video call you both had, lingering in his voice during your quick chats, between the lines of numerous texts… you never asked if he wanted you to go either, leave everything behind for him and waited until he came back to kiss away all the unasked questions from the past two years.

Never asked him to move in with you, just took him to your apartment in the city and kept him there long enough for him to start filling your closet with his clothes, your drawers with his things and his food in your fridge.

He didn’t ask about the long nights at your job, only picking things up from what you said or shared day by day, just like him. He had an exciting life in volleyball, you assumed he would think your office job to be boring even when you felt so accomplished. He accompanied you to office dinners and banquets that you had been invited to for work. He watched you grow into a great entrepreneur and never asked about it, just took it all in with so much pride in his eyes.

But maybe, you should have begun to ask things… ask him about his day and his friends. Ask him about the long trips and the frequent out-of-town games.

You should have asked him to come home when you heard the MSBY cheerleaders giggling too close to the speaker on his phone to be ‘just background sound’. You should have asked why he came back home late when you knew his practice had ended early that day.

But you didn’t.

You never mentioned anything when he came back to the apartment, smelling like them until he showered it off, at least he thought he did, but when he laid behind you and curled up against your back, you swear you could still smell the sweet floral scent on him; a harsh reminder of the questions you swallowed. Nor the late night calls he always hides as business, away from your ears or the texts of ‘miss you’ in the early mornings. You don’t even ask him, as he gets down on his knee and pulls out a ring.

Sitting outside, in the balcony of your new apartment, every flake of snow that falls is an icy reminder of all the questions that were never asked, all the answers that are trapped and all the feelings that will never be exposed. Shoyo comes out after a while and wraps you around with your favorite blanket, one you use to cuddle him on the rare nights that he ‘doesn’t have practice’ and can stay with you. It's your favorite time, whenever he isn’t busy, it means that there are no questions that form inside your head, no answers you are dying to get.

He smiles at you as he pulls you into his lap, the scent of vanilla and raspberries every present in his shirt, and brings his face down to kiss you. It's slow, but where it once made you into mush, now is empty and void of emotion.

He kisses your cheek, “Come back inside, baby. Your dad wants to make a toast.”* *Its time to continue the show, we don't want them to know.

Your fathers toast is beautiful, but every time he refers to you and Shoyo, to your beautiful and honest relationship, guilt and pain invade you. If only he knew about what is really happening, if only he knew the number one rule in this relationship, but he doesn’t and both of you are experts at hiding it - so you smile and kiss Shoyo in front of everyone, not paying attention to the glare you feel behind you.

Even when everyone leaves later, you can still feel that glare and the scent of vanilla and raspberries all around your apartment, you even smell it on the sheets of your bed when Shoyo lays you down on them as soon as he has you out of your clothes. It's impregnated in your nostrils when he pushes your head onto the pillows, angling himself better into you, never failing to hit all of your spots. It's ever present as you cum all over him, squirting on the sheets and hoping that your essence can take the smell away.

When you both go to shower, you're glad the water is drowning the tears that come out of your eyes as you realize the smell of vanilla and raspberries has stuck to your skin.

It takes years until you finally ask him. Years of being together, of being married, of working until you became vice president, of buying a house and a car, of getting a dog and having a kid, of having children that you finally ask.

You went to watch him play with your kids, smiling whenever he pointed at you all and made a no touch set. Him running up to you and kissing you on live TV, the kids making vomiting faces and him kissing their cheeks, laughing. When the game is over, you take the kids to the bathroom and wait outside, where soon Shoyo appears, with a cheerleader wrapped around him and when they notice you there, he pushes her off of him. He’s speechless as you both stand there, watching each other without asking. The kids come out and without a hitch you smile at him, “I’ll see you at home, okay?”.

The kids hug and kiss his cheeks as they walk by and take your hands, when you walk by the cheerleader you wrinkle your nose. Vanilla and raspberries.

He comes home late, so late that the kids fell asleep waiting for him and you're sitting on the couch with the dog's head on your lap. He comes in looking like he has aged much more than he has in the past years together.

You both face each other, not saying anything for a while but you get the feeling you should finally open your mouth and face him. Face the infidelity and the betrayal and everything that is unspoken.

Instead you break the first rule of your relationship.

“Do you love me, Shoyo?”*

*I know that you don’t, but I hope you lie to me anyway.

You don’t have to say it, a spark flashes by his eyes, he understands what you say, because both of you have always been able to read between the lines.

“Sorry I’m late, long practice!”*

*I went out with that girl again, it took longer than usual.

“Don’t worry, I know it's ball season - you need to be ready.”*

*I know, as long as you come back, I won’t ask.

He smiles sadly at you at sits beside you, the smell of vanilla and raspberries so strong on him as he leans to kiss your lips. Leaning his forehead against yours, a sigh bursting from deep within, carried with years of guilt and exhaustion.

“Of course I love you, more than anything.”*

*I don’t love you anymore, but we have a life together and I’m not going to leave it or you. I promise.

You sob as you pull him closer, “I love you too.”* You kiss him harshly, biting his bottom lip until it bleeds at the smell of vanilla and raspberries are replaced for rust and copper.

*I won’t leave you either, as long as you lie to me.

#... i tried a different route for angst #cuz NO ONE GETS A HAPPY ENDING HERE :)#hinata shoyo #hinata shouyo #hinata shouyou #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata shoyou x reader #hinata shouyou x reader #hinata angst #i did not proofread this so... sorry #[h].muse: hinata shoyo

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ashtons-lemon-tree · 2 years

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Luke at one point: I CAN'T JUST MARRY ANYONE I WANT. I'M AN AWFUL BOYFRIEND. I HAVE POOR COMMUNICATION SKILLS AND I STRUGGLE TO ANSWER THE MOST SIMPLEST OF TEXT MESSAGES.

Source; Wilbur Soot (this one audio on Tiktok)

(just think out of all the 5sos peeps, he'd be the one most likely to bottle things up until he just snaps)

#luke hemmings #luke robert hemmings #lrh #incorrect 5sos quotes #5sos incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #wilbur soot #source: tik tok

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tirednotflirting · 2 years

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okay i’m exhausted so i’ll come back tomorrow and gush some more about these boys and this show.

but for now i just wanna say thank you to this space and this community for carrying me through genuinely some of the darkest, saddest, and most stressful moments i’ve had so far in my little life. like a little over two years ago we all got locked up inside and i’ve never had any clue what i’m doing but suddenly that was made so much bigger and scarier. but i always knew i could come back here and feel safe. i knew i could have a little solo dance party in my kitchen while having to hide from the rest of the world and i could go chat in the club about funny interviews and livestreams. when everything else got dark, 5sos (and by extension this community) was a bright little light.

when calm was released, i was alone, in the middle of solo quarantine at the end of spring break my senior year. i danced wine drunk in my bedroom to wildflower and cried on my couch to high. but i was alone. tonight i couldn’t stop taking pictures of the crowd bc after so so long of singing these songs to myself in my car or my bedroom, i was finally in this big crowd of people, all smiling and singing and feeling it all too

this was a dark day. (i literally had to tell my parents to stop texting me about my birth control access and plans so i could just go to a show and figure it out tomorrow.) but like always 5sos provided some light. and i was so grateful to watch them shine.

here’s some of those pics of the crowd i took. have a good night, y’all. thanks for everything 💛

#i was worried i was being some level of selfish or ignorant by going to the show tonight #but jesus christ y’all it’s like time stopped #like we were somewhere else that wasn’t downtown austin #i cannot begin to tell you how bad i needed that #also finding those new tix two hours before the gig was the smartest most financially reckless thing i have ever done #and i’m so glad i did it #for real goodnight im exhausted #love you all

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grey1444 · 2 years

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I did actually text the number on the screen for the 5sos worst album. And I just got an invitation to join a community. Wow. I don’t know if it’s the new record company, or new mgmt or what. But somebody finally figured out promo, cause we just saw a LOT of cash on screen and off, lots of engagement, lots of stickiness, and everything connecting up together from merch to web site to song drop to new tour dates. And look how happy they were; I know they’re amazing actors, but they weren’t hiding frustration around some previous album releases one bit.

#5sos #merch #Business of Music #talking to myself

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calpops · 4 years

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doubts | c.h.

A bachelor party before the wedding leaves questions of doubt before you and Calum.

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dates with cal masterlist

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“I told you guys, no,” Calum complains as he’s dragged from his house, from you, and into Ashton’s car for a bachelor party he doesn’t want. He’d told them time and time again that it wasn’t wanted, wasn’t needed, and that he’d much rather spend his time with you, preparing all the last minute details for the wedding. But they insisted and blindsided him.

You told him it was okay, that your own friends were throwing you a small party too. He left, reluctantly, but not before giving you a kiss goodbye and a promise he would come home soon.

He’s shoved into the car and the door gets shut behind him without another word able to slip from his mouth. He huffs, folds his arms across his chest and shakes his head as the others pile into the car. Luke sits beside him while Michael and Ashton claim the front seats. Ashton goes so far as to child lock the back doors so there’s no hope of escape for Calum. He’s irritated but he knows his best friends are only trying to give him a night of fun and it comes from a good place.

“Relax,” Luke insists with a drawl. “We’re just gonna get some drinks, there’s live music at the bar tonight. That’s all.”

“Just one last night with the guys before you’re a married man,” Ashton adds on with a shrug as he cuts the wheel and turns onto the main drag. “Nothing crazy,” he promises and settles some of Calum’s nerves. “What kind of best man would I be if I didn’t plan something?”

He’s never been to a proper bachelor party; almost hopes that he never will. All he knows is what the media portrays and that he would never want that. All he wants is to be married to you and live the rest of your lives together. Michael turns on the radio from the passenger seat and throws Calum a look through the side mirror to silently communicate that Luke and Ashton are telling the truth. The drive to the bar doesn’t take too long and soon enough Calum’s sitting on a pleather stool with a drink in front of him and music thumping around him.

“I’ll make sure we get you back early enough,” Michael promises as he takes up a seat beside him. Calum nods in appreciation. “I’ve never seen you so certain about anything.”

“It’s all I want.” You are all he wants.

“Not even a touch of cold feet?” Luke asks as he approaches with a drink in hand and Ashton trailing him.

“Cold feet? No. Well…” Calum began, his thoughts suddenly sounding louder than the music playing on stage. He feels a surge of nerves work their way through him but calms them with a conjured up image of you. He’s been certain about this since a dream that claimed him and made thoughts of a life together stay in his mind for months. He’s almost certain he was certain even before then. Possibly since the day you first met. “No. No cold feet,” he finishes with a far off grin.

“Good,” Luke proclaims and lifts his drink for a cheers. Glasses and bottles clink. “To the happy couple!”

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“Cold feet?” You ask, surrounded by a few friends that infiltrated your living room as soon as Calu left with the guys for his “bachelor party”. You want an early night, just like Calum. You’ll be sending them off after a few drinks and some laughter.

“You don’t have any doubts?” One friend asks with arched eyebrows and a serious gaze.

“None,” you answer automatically. You don’t even have to think about it but time with Calum invades your mind anyway. You find solace in your answer as you picture him at your side. Knowing this is what you want, he is who you want—forever—comes as easily as the air in your lungs and the blink of your eyes and thump of your heart. “It’s all I want.”

You’ve imagined a life with Calum for a long time. Only distance and time invading those plans. A small break that left you both a little fractured was an obstacle to get past. But you found your ways back to each other and mended all that had felt shattered. You sit with certainty as your friends cheers to your engagement and make jokes about your “last night of freedom”. You merely shake your head at their jests and know that you will always have freedom with Calum; the freedom to love and be loved and know you are your best when you’re with him. Your friends leave before Calum strides through the door; his text announcing they’re on their way back prompting you to end the night. You enjoyed their small party and time with them, but as you told them, Calum is all you want. You want to lay in bed with him and Duke and plan for the wedding, think about the future and envision all that comes with it. Marriage. Babies. A long and happy life together.

“Have fun?” You ask when Calum comes through the door.

He nods but doesn’t say anything of the night. Instead he pulls you into his arms where you’ve wanted to be since you first met him.

“How was your night?” He inquires as you break away and lead him down the hall; headed for the bedroom where bodies and hearts could rest with ease together.

“Fine,” you say around a sigh. “I’m glad we’re home, though,” you add and spin to face him as the bedroom door shuts. “I can’t wait for the weekend.”

The wedding looms around a couple more weekdays. Tucked into a Saturday afternoon where you hope the sun will be shining and the botanical garden will be blooming with love and hope for your future together.

Calum cracks a grin at your admission. His hands glide down your sides and settle at your waist. “I’m gonna be your husband this time next week,” he reminds and sets both your hearts aflutter at the realization.

He will be yours and you will be his and “I do” will be said without any doubts.

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