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sensitivecth · 1 year

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Now or Never - c.h. fic

hello i wrote a calum fic that's angsty with a happy ending🫣 i kinda fell off tumblr but had some inspo the other day and it produced this. i started to write this after i learned my crush was moving to a different state, it hurt(s) so i made this to cope. i just finished it tho, good luck!

about 1.6k words, tw//smoking, tw//quarantine, bestie!calum, friends to lovers?? kind of, dj!cliffo?? a pinch, probably set in late 2021. girl IS latina she IS plus size, if you're not into it get over it. girlie can also NOT smoke, trust me i've tried, to explain the beginning! all love<3

I shuffle my feet out of the bar for some fresh air. Calum’s in tow for a smoke break.

We’ve been having a great night. He asked to hang out when he came back to town to move the last of his stuff. Suddenly we've been at the bars since 8.

“You sure you don’t want one?” he asked me teasingly. He knows I can’t inhale anything but air.

As the door closes behind him, I can hear the music quiet into a muffle.

“Haha, funny,” I deadpan in return, looking at the sky from nerves.

How can I not be nervous? I want to confess my crush I had on him for over a year. He’s so nice to me, he’d never make me feel bad. But he’s also moving back to the city. He’s been telling me all about the apartments he’s been looking at and jobs he’s applied to.

“Y/N, what’s up?”

I looked at him- made eye contact even- and got scared. Maybe I shouldn’t say anything.

“Y/N?”

“Oh yeah, sorry,” I got out. One time I told him how I hated eye contact. It stresses me to think about which eye I’m supposed to stare at. He told me to just look in the middle at the nose.

I looked back at the sky. My heart started racing.

He knows. He’s moving by next week but he knows, he has to right? I don’t think I hid it super well.

“Calum, I just-“ I stopped.

He’s staring at me again, I can feel it. I finally turn to look in his direction.

“You can look up at me, you know I love those brown eyes of yours,” he said. “Let me see them.” But I don’t look up.

I could just not say anything. I don’t have to tell him. He can move and we can keep talking like we did all of quarantine to continue our friendship.

But I can’t. I have to say something. Now or never, right?

“I don’t want you to say anything please until I’m done. This is hard for me, and I’m not sober so there’s some liquid courage backing me up.”

“Hm,” he paused, looking concerned. “Okay. I won’t say a thing.”

Now or never, I guess.

“Calum,” I wanted water. My mouth felt dry. “I’ve liked you for over a year.”

I pause just long enough that he opens his mouth. “And it’s super hard for me to accept a crush on someone so telling you right now is killing me.” I’m staring at his shoes now. He’s wearing an old pair of converse.

“I really wanted to be your friend when I saw one of your tattoos and asked about it. But it kind of kept tumbling into something else. And I know you don’t like me like that you don’t have to tell me-“

“Y/N but-“ Calum tried to stop me.

“No, Calum. You’ve pointed out the people you’re attracted to. You don’t have to justify it or try to pretend you liked me. I’ve seen them, Cal. They’re skinny white girls, and I know I’m not that.” My voice got quieter. I didn’t want to bring this part up.

But, there it was. My biggest insecurity around him. I’m not skinny let alone a stereotypically skinny white girl with blonde hair. I’m brown (and proud) and on the bigger side. I always have been. I’m also not the plus-size model big, I’m the fat rolls and back rolls with big arms kinda gal. I’ve never been more aware of my size than now.

“Seriously, it’s fine.” I comfort him, which is amusing to me so I smile. Why am I comforting him when this is supposed to be hard for me.

“I’ve been through this a lot Calum. I’ve had unreciprocated crushes my whole life. I’ve been asked out on 2 dates, by 2 different guys in elementary school. This isn’t new to me.”

‘This’ was being big and brown. Growing up in a primarily white school has its downsides. It looked like he was gonna say something again.

“Please, bub. I’m gonna get through this and then you can say whatever,” I saw him nod but I let the quiet sit between us.

I’m picking at my nails a bit and hear the muffled song change inside. It’s Youngblood.

Now or never, I tell myself again.

“Selfishly, I don’t think I could live with you moving 4 hours away and not tell you ever. You became a comfort person to me over quarantine. I didn’t know if it would continue when school started up again, but it did. And slowly, I wondered when you would text back. I thought about what you were doing and started to obsessively check social media to see if I could get anything from you.” I sighed.

This was harder than I thought.

“It was fine, living in my own little fantasy world of you maybe liking me. Telling my friends about our conversations and just everything I learned about you.”

It was a bit easier to say when he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking down at his cigarette.

“And then you mentioned a girl. I’m not even sure if you ever spoke to her really, you just saw her at the coffee shop. But I cried that day.”

I actually vividly remember the girl he described. She had purple pants, an old band t-shirt, and an old pair of converse as well. He didn’t talk to her, but he did say something along the lines of her being his “dream girl.”

“When you sent that text, I stopped replying for a moment. Then I put on a happy front and told you to talk to her, because of course I’m going to support my friend in whatever he decides to pursue romantically. It just stung a bit.”

“I didn’t talk to her,” he mumbled.

“I know Calum, I know.” I smiled again, thinking about how I felt that day and how I’ve grown.

He was still looking at his cigarette. I wanted to touch his arm.

“Anyway, after I responded semi-positively to that, you just kept sending stuff about girls and relationships left and right. That,” I paused for the drama and because I needed a breath, “fucking sucked Calum.”

I stopped talking for a bit. We were just standing there.

“And when we hung out in person in the park, you’d always mention how there were such cute girls around. I wondered if you hinted at me ever, but I finally realized you never did.”

Calum was still looking down. He hadn’t looked at me in a while.

“Listen Cal, I’m not saying this to make you feel guilty. I just want you to understand where I’m coming from.”

“No, it’s okay,” he said curtly. His cigarette was almost gone.

“So I kept up the friendship even though it pained me to see you talking about other women. And I thought I finally got over it after like 14 months of my everlasting crush.”

“Did you?” he looked at me briefly.

“To be completely honest, I felt like I’d get so close to being done with it and you’d do something so I would go back to square one. I’m proud of myself for only crying about it once though.”

He smiled. I love his smile.

“To be fair, I’m proud of you too. I’m not worth crying over.”

“You’re worth so much.”

“Don’t flatter me like that, my ego will get big,” his eyes twinkled with the moonlight. He was staring up now.

Ashton suddenly peeked his head outside.

“You guys okay?” he asked in a weird tone. I think he knows. He’s always known.

“Yeah mate, just going on about life ya know,” Calum’s answer was quick. Almost like he wanted to be rid of him. I couldn’t be too sure though.

“Alrighty! You missed Youngblood! Mike’s electric in there right now!” Ashton laughed as he turned.

The door did the really awkward thing where it closes super duper slowly, but I stared at it.

“Welp. That was it,” I told Calum as I turned back to him. “Yeah I don’t know. I just needed to tell you before you left.”

“Y/N, I love you with all my heart,” Calum started. He still wasn’t looking at me.

I knew immediately where this was going. I had to fix it.

“Calum, please don’t break me tonight. I don’t want that. Not for your last weekend. Let me send you off with the boys on Monday and help you pack the last of your stuff. Let me be there when you’re locking up the apartment for the last time. Let me breathe this weekend. Once you go I won’t fight it.” I’m pleading with him now. “Please give me this weekend.”

“I would never,” he emphasized, “want you anywhere but with us when we start our new lives. Like I said, I love you with all my heart.”

I felt the tears coming in. This is when he tells me I’ve been nothing but delusional and a joke. This is it.

“I see you next to me Y/N. We may be moving now, but I can never leave you behind. I won’t lie. I’m not in love with you, but I love you. I don’t know where this can go, especially starting off as a long distance thing, but we’ve done it before, right?” He’s kind of rambling at this point.

My breath is short, I am confused.

“Wait what?”

“Y/N. I wanna take you on a date. I’m confused and delighted you said anything. I’m sad I’m moving, but if you’re up for it then I am too.”

And just like that, the last year and then some make so much sense. He makes so much sense.

Now or never, I repeat to myself as I walk up to. The cigarette is gone.

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cheekysos · 4 years

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The Maori Protector | Calum Hood | Bodyguard!AU x Plus Size Reader

Author’s Note: Please be kind this is the first time I’ve written in like two years. Also I’m not writing this series to exclude any body type, shape, or size because everyone’s bodies should be accepted and celebrated. So I am very sorry if this in any way excludes anyone, that is not my intention. If there’s anything you’d like to read please leave a request in my asks and I will try my best to do it justice. Depending on the response I plan to make multiple parts of this.

Summary: Y/N is a famous plus sized actress and Calum is her bodyguard.

Warnings: Swearing, breaking and entering, and some light sexual comments

From a young age you were always bigger, bigger than the girls your age and most of the time even the boys. It made your childhood rather difficult and usually pretty emotional. In spite all of those hardships the only thing that brought you solace was acting. It gave you courage and confidence, even if it was only temporary. Which brings you to now, you had stuck with acting, getting a few parts here and there, usually the stereotypical funny fat friend but then you got your big break.

You couldn’t believe that you were finally cast as the lead; a part that had nothing to do with your size and given the timing of the world it just worked out and people loved it. Your schedule was filling up and you were more popular than ever. But with all that good brings a lot of bad as well, which is why your manager had insisted on hiring you a personal body guard and wasn't taking no for an answer.

“I don’t know Carl, I still don’t see why I need a body guard.” You poked, aimlessly scrolling through your phone while Jane continued to curl your hair. You were about to make your first late night television appearance and were trying to keep your mind on something other than your nerves.

“We’ve been over this. People are starting to show up to places you’ll be at and paparazzi these days have no boundaries. It’s for your own good.” He sighed, the two of you have had this conversation multiple times already. “I interviewed like 20 dudes for this, I promise he’s the best of the best. Just please play nice.” He teased before walking out the door. It’s not like you were a mean person or anything just guarded more than anything and rightfully so. You can’t look like you do and work in show business without having some trust issues.

Jane finished up your hair with some hairspray, “you’re all set. Go get changed you’re on in ten love.”

“Thanks. Looks great, like always!” You beamed looking at yourself in mirror before walking into the green room bathroom. You squeezed yourself into your beige spanx tucking and adjusting your lumps and bumps. The dress you and your stylist decided on was a deep red ruched midi length dress with off the shoulder 3/4 length sleeves. It hugged your body in all the right ways and still managed to leave something to the imagination. You paired the dress with black strapped heels and a small gold necklace. You stepped out of the bathroom, your back zipper still open, “Jane can you zip me up?”

As you lifted your gaze your eyes landed a large figure standing between Jane and Carl. His tall frame and broad shoulders were covered in a crisp black suit. You were way too caught up in how incredibly good looking he was to remember the fact that your backside was still exposed. You probably wouldn’t have noticed Jane zipping you up if it wasn’t for her cold hands.

“Y/N, this is Calum Hood. He’s your new head of security,” Carl said. You could feel your cheeks flush as you made eye contact with him. His massive hand reached out to shake yours, you obliged taking note of the ink adorning his hand. Your mind started to wander, thinking of other parts of his body that might be cover in tattoos.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss Y/L/N,” his accent catching you off guard yet again.

“Please just Y/N,” you said softly. He nodded in acknowledgment. “We can go over specifics later,” Carl interrupted. “Y/N it’s time to go.” He ushered you past Calum.

Despite your best efforts to focus on the interview you couldn’t help but think about the gorgeous brooding man waiting backstage to protect you.

It had been over a month since Calum started working for you and let’s just say it’s been a challenge. Every day you spent with him made it harder and harder to stay professional, you wanted nothing more than to jump his bones, but Calum was most of all a professional. He kept your conversations always about you and work. You tried so hard to get something from him; a lingering glance, a morsel of personal information, even a smile but have yet to be successful. Which is why you were trying so hard to stay professional, he clearly wasn’t interested and you respected that and a small part of you wasn’t surprised. Just because you were a successful actress doesn’t mean weren’t insecure and today was just one of those days.

If your mind was going to choose a day to be in a funk at least it chose one where you can stay at home cuddled on the couch with a glass of wine and a pint of ice cream while watching an unhealthy amount of rom-coms. You got up from the couch to fill your glass when you heard something like pounding. You weren’t exactly a paranoid person but living alone in a fairly decent sized home and the three glasses of wine didn’t exactly help. You paused your movie, listening just to be sure. You heard the pounding again this time louder, making you jump. Your fuzzy sock clad feet slid across the hardwood floor and grabbed your phone . The pounding started again, this time by the windows in your dinning room. You scurried into the bathroom and locked the door. You weren’t even really thinking when your fingers started to scroll through your phone book and landed on Calum’s name.

Four rings and he answered. “Hello?” His voice was soft and made you forget about your current situation for just a second.

“Y/N? Is everything okay?” He questioned.

“Y-ya-yes it’s me.” you stuttered. “I - uh didn’t know who to call. I’m home alone and someone’s pounding....I don’t know if it’s a joke or if....”

“Where are you?” He cut you off. His voice was different now stern and concerned.

“In the bathroom. I locked the door.” your hands started to shaking. “Good. Stay there until I get there.” You heard his car start. “Did you call the police?”

How could you not have thought of that first, he’s going to think you’re crazy, you thought to yourself. “No I...I wasn’t sure who to call”

“It’s fine I’ll call them right no...” he was still talking when this time you cut him off.

“Please don’t hang up.” Tears started pooling in the corners of your eyes. Your brother always teased you for being so over dramatic.

“Okay... then I need you to text Carl tell him what’s going on and that I’m on my way to you and you need him to call the police. Can you do that for me.” His voice was steady and calming. You did as you were told almost immediately. Calum kept quiet on the other end until you told him the message was sent.

“Good. I’m almost there, few more minutes. I’ll probably make it there before the police. When I get there I’m going to...”

CRASH. They shattered a window.

You couldn’t help letting a scream escape before you covered your mouth, tears flowing down your checks now.

“Y/N! What happened?!” He yelled.

“They broke a window I think.” You quietly sobbed. Your hand covering your mouth and phone as an attempt to be as quiet as possible.

“Fuck!” You heard the sound of what you assumed to be Calum beeping the horn. “It’s okay turn the light off in the bathroom and stay quiet. I promise I’m almost there.”

The rest happened so quickly. Before you knew it Calum was at your house smashing the remaining bits of glass and jumping through the window. He ran towards the bathroom calling out your name. You unlocked the bathroom door and wrapped yourself around his toned torso, silently sobbing into his chest.

He held you until the police arrived. He led you to the front door, his massive hand laid across the small of your back. He unlocked the front door and conversed with two officers while an EMT took you aside to check on you. You were fine of course just shaken up, they wrapped a blanket around you and gave you a glass of water to calm down. Another officer took your statement but you didn’t have much to tell.

You sat on your couch watching Calum intently. You couldn’t hear anything they were saying but that didn’t stop you from watching his plump pink lips move. You just realized Calum was in street clothes - black athletic joggers, a plain white tee, and Nike’s. Fuck he’s so hot and shit his hand was bleeding. You also noticed you were right...he did have more tattoos and they were glorious. By this time the Police officers picked up something put it in an evidence bag and handed it to Calum. His face dropped as he looked at it. What was it? Was he sad or angry? Calum and the officer approached you.

“Miss Y/L/N I’m Officer Callaghan. It looks like the only person to enter your home was Mr. Hood. Someone did however throw this through your window. He held out the object. It was a brick with ‘kill urself fat cow’ written on it in chalk. You didn’t everything you could to fight back the tears.

“It was most likely stupid kids, just a prank.” The officer explained.

“That’s not a prank that’s a threat.” Calum snapped. It was anger. He was definitely angry and honestly it was kind of a good look on him.

“Of course.” Officer Callaghan responded. “While Mr. hood gets his hand looked at I’ll have someone board up your window so you’re homes secure until you can get someone to come fix it. Do you have somewhere you can stay tonight?” Callaghan asked.

Maybe Jane? Carl was out of town and you really didn’t want to bother any of your friends. Maybe just a hotel.

“My hand is fine and I’ll take her wherever she wants to go,” Calum spoke.

You didn’t mean to zone out again but you did. Thank god Calum was there and dealt with everything for you. Your mind kept wandering back to the brick. Could someone really hate you that much just because you looked the way you did?

“I spoke with Carl, the window is boarded up and everyone’s gone. Just tell me what you need.” Calum sat next to you in the couch. His cut hand rested on his lap, covered in a paper towel.

“You really should have let someone look at that.” You said faintly.

“I’ve survived much worse.” He joked.

And that’s when you finally saw it. A quick subtle smile and shit he only got more attractive. You ignored the blood rushing to your cheeks, shrugging off the blanket wrapped around your shoulders before you stood up.

“Come with me.” You led Calum into the bathroom, just now realizing how ridiculous you probably looked - fuzzy socks, a massive hoodie, cotton shorts and hair messily twisted into a bun on the top of your head. At least you shaved your legs.

You got the first aid kit out of the cabinet, Calum leaned against the sink and offered you his hand. You carefully removed the paper towel to find multiple cuts in between his knuckles, his beautiful brown skin stained with dry blood.

“You really should have had this looked at by professionals. I think you might need stitches,” you meticulously started to disinfect the area, completely aware of Calum’s big brown eyes watching you.

“I-uh I’m really sorry this happened to you tonight and what they said I.... It’s not..” he sighed. “They’re cowards, scum honestly.” He winced slightly when you started cleaning the largest cut.

“People are entitles to their opinions. And like you said earlier I’ve survived much worse.” You joked, hoping Calum couldn’t pick up on hurt in your voice. But he did.

“I understand if you don’t want to talk about it but don’t try to justify their behavior or anyone else who’s mistreated you.” His voice was steady and calming again.

Dammit. Why was he like this, so perfect. It was becoming increasingly difficult to stay professional. Your body and heart ached for him. What were you supposed to say to that? You didn’t know so you changed the subject.

“Thank you for everything. I’m sorry I dragged you into all this.” You finished applying antibiotic ointment on his wounds before covering them with gauze and securing it with an ace bandage.

“It’s my job to keep you safe,” he cleared his throat. “Thanks for cleaning me up.”

So professional. Why couldn’t he just accept payment in the form of sexual favors.

You offered a half smile and nodded in acknowledgement as you cleaned up.

“Where do you want me to take you?” He questioned.

“I don’t know I’ll probably just stay here, like the police said it was just a prank.” You shrugged and turned on your heel to walk out of the bathroom.

Calum’s hand reached out for yours, turning you back to him. “You’re not staying here. It’s not safe and this wasn’t a prank, you could’ve gotten hurt.”

Your headstrong gene wanted to argue with him but his eyes looked worried and his voice was so sincere. Not to mention the fact that your hand was still intertwined with him and you were practically putty right now. His hand was soft, with the exception of a few callouses on his fingers.

“Ok..I can go to...a uh hotel,” you didn’t want to go to a hotel and you most certainly didn’t want to be alone but you lied.

Calum’s hand slipped away from yours, “if that’s where you’ll feel safe.” He replied.

“I won’t feel safe there. But the only place I think I’ll feel safe right now is with you.” Who knows what possessed you to blurt out the truth all of a sudden but you instantly regretted it. “I know you’ve already done way too much and I’ll make sure Carl compensates you for all your trouble but if you’ll just indulge me a little longer...You could stay in my guest room or I’ll pay for a room for you.” You tried to navigate yourself through this shit storm you’ve created so you could still stay with Calum but also be professional.

“Don’t be ridiculous, spending time with you is compensation enough.” He reassured. “And it’s no Ritz Carlton or anything but you’re more than welcome to stay at my place.”

Screw being professional.

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mrsmelaninhood · 3 years

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pairing: calum hood x black/poc/plus size reader

warnings: smut and explicit language (if you are NOT 18+, gtfo)

A/N: It's been soooo long since I've written smut (or anything really) so take it easy on me pls. 🥺 this is the beginning of calum's and y'ioné's stories so, enjoy.

FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOMED 😊

The club was packed. Ever since the vaccine had been released and states begun to fully reopen. Everyone jumped at the opportunity to forget about Covid-19 ever happening.

Y'ione had just graduated with her Associates Degree in Business and her family had surprised her with a month trip to Santa Jose, California. She went to school at The University of Arizona, so she wasn’t too far away from her family.

Usually she would have declined but having spend 60+ credit hours studying and taking exams, she thought fuck it. She deserved this at least.

If she hadn’t downed half of her bottle of Patrón, she would have complained about the flabs under her arms moving slightly. How her thick thighs and backside encouraged her dress to seem shorter than it really was and her soft stomach peeking slightly through her dress but she was having too good of a time to really care. She had on a short brown cabo dress with black strap heels and her hair was in its natural anti-gravity curly state.

“You seem to be having a good time.” She barely caught the masculine accent from behind her but Y’ioné always tried to remain cautious whenever she went to a public outing especially since she had a open bottle in her hand.

“If you can’t have fun by yourself then you’re not a fun person period.”

She turned around to face Calum Hood from the Australian band, 5 Seconds of Summer. The first thing she noticed was his pearly white teeth and the smirk on his face. She didn’t even hide the fact that she was checking him out.

Everyone checks everyone out. Who cares?

The only major differences is that he almost had a full-fledged beard and his black curls was now shoulder length. Y’ioné could tell that his hair was long enough to throw up into a mini bun. He was wearing a dark blue striped flannel, black jeans and combat boots.

“Can’t argue with that.” He shrugged. "Don't tell me that you came alone?"

"Just graduated and my friend won't be here until next week. I'm not waiting 'till then to have a good time."

Unknown to her, Calum was also checking out the woman in front of him. She was dancing by herself with such confidence and looked at peace. The silk dress outlined her curves and very blessed assets. The dark curls on her head bounced with each sway and step she took.

Calum would've kept admiring her if she hadn't something to pull him out of his trance. “Shouldn’t you be in a V.I.P. section with your friends?"

"Hm, I needed to stretch... was getting a bit cramped."

“ And why are you walking around in a club without security?” Y'ioné raised an eyebrow in suspicion. Honestly, she was still shocked that the exchange was still happening.

She squeezed her bottle closer to her chest, feeling her anxiety growing. She wasn’t nowhere near drunk as she had a high tolerance and she didn't smoke so she wasn’t hallucinating either.

Was she being pranked? No. Calum Hood isn't the type to pull a prank on a fan, right?

“Awe, are you worried about me?” He smirked leaning on the bar.

She rolled his eyes at his cockiness. Yes, he was attractive as hell but come on.

“Hardly.” She scoffed. “Knowing my luck. One of your fans are hiding in the corner, recording this little interaction.”

Calum shook his head as he let out a loud laugh.

“You’re funny. I just wanted to get my own drink. Besides, my ass was beginning to ache.”

“That’s what you get for being double cheeked up on a Friday night.” It slipped out Ione’s mouth before she could catch it. “Sorry, I swear I’m not trying to flirt with you. Not saying that you’re not attractive ‘cause you are but I have to make a joke when an opportunity arises or else I’ll lose my sanity.”

“Okay… It’s not the weirdest explanation I’ve ever heard.”

“Yeah. Sorry, uh, I never introduced myself. I’m Y’ione Harwood.” She stuck out her right hand. “Not that you’ll remember a nobody like me.”

“Hey, don’t say that. I always try to remember our fans.” He shook her hand and noticed that her brown tone against his lighter brown one looked pleasing together.

“Who said that I’m a fan?” You said with a straight face.

Calum’s eyes widen, he moved forward to apologize, “I’m so sorry—.”

“I’m kidding.” Y’ione smiled. “I had to.”

“That’s fucked up.” She shrugged in response.

“Accept taking a sip of my Patrón as a apology?” She offered the 200 ml his way.

“What kind of apology is that?” He laughed.

He’d be lying if he said that this woman didn’t intrigue him.

“I don’t know where your mouth has been.” He joked.

“Hasn’t been everywhere that yours has.” She swirled the clear liquor.

“Touché.” He took the bottle with slit eyes, “Why haven’t you passed out yet?”

“From talking to you or the alcohol?” She giggled.

“Both.” He felt the liquid burn down his throat as took a sip.

“High tolerance and you’re not Rihanna.” She said in a “duh” tone.

“I’m up there with Rihanna.” He and Y’ione had taken the vacant seats at the bar. Everyone else was up and grinding against a partner as Giveon played throughout the club. “Don’t even compare yourself to her.” She was laughing but the look on her face was serious.

“Damn. You’re harsh.” He took another sip before he handed Y’ione her alcohol back.

“I’m not everyone’s taste.” She kept eye contact as she poured the poison down her throat. Now she was flirting.

“The best ones usually aren’t.” He smirked back at her. Y’ione batted her false mink lashes with a smirk. “Are you flirting with me Mr. Hood?” “Is it working?” Calum hesitated a few seconds before he made the move to place his hand on her thigh.

“Maybe.” She licked her bottom lip swiping some clear gloss off.

He wrapped an arm around her neck, slowly pulling her towards him as to give her time to pull away if she felt uncomfortable. Y'ione rolled her eyes before she pressed her plump lips against his.

Calum felt himself grow hard.

“Oh! This is my song!" She cheered.

I just can't help but be sexual (whoa) Tell me your schedule (yeah)

Y'ione pulled him onto the dance floor before she turned around and rested her back against Calum's hard chest.

I got a lotta new tricks for you, baby Just sayin' I'm flexible (I will) I do what I can to get you off (I will)

"Might just fuck him with my makeup on." She tilted her head up to sing the lyrics into his ears as they continued to sway to the beat.

Calum turned slightly red. It wasn't often that he was caught off-guard, especially by a woman. He usually was the straightforward one to initiate sex or anything likewise. So this was different.

Before he could ask her to join him for the night at his place, she beat him to it. "Your place or mine?" He looked down to see big brown eyes staring into his.

"Mine?"

"I'm not trying to pressure you to take me to your place... I know that it's a huge risk. Just one slip up and your career is over with and I'd hate to even put you in that situation." He stared at her with the same intensity but he could see behind the heavy lust that there was also care.

"No. It's not-" She place her pointer finger against his lips.

"How about this? We go to my place since I suggested it and if tonight we hit it off, we can go to yours next time. Hm?"

Calum just nodded and with that, Y'ioné grabbed one of his hands and headed towards the entrance/exit.

Fortunately, there weren't any paparazzi around or else they would've been screwed.

The chill wind blew causing goosebumps to form over her brown arms. "Shit."

"Sorry, I can't be cliché with you love." She turned to face Calum with a confused expression. "I don't have a jacket to lend you."

She rolled her eyes. "I think I'll survive but thanks for the consideration." She frowned, "I completely forgot that I actually didn't drive tonight, since I planned on trying to get wasted."

"Luckily for you love. I have my keys." Calum pulled them out of his pocket with a smirk. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and began leading them to where his vehicle was parked.

"Won't it be obvious seeing a random woman get into Calum Hood's car?" Y'ione whispered not wanted to draw attention from the few people that were hanging out on the sidewalk.

"Not if we hurry, beautiful." They arrived at the matte Mercedes Benz G-Wagon. He opened the door which she gave a quick "thank you" before hopping in. He jogged over to the driver's side pressing the "start" button to turn on the engine.

As she was putting her address into the car's GPS, Y'ioné couldn't help but giggled at the situation. They were sneaking around as if they were in high school.

"What's so funny?" Calum glanced at her.

"Nothing. Just thinking." She bit her lip as she looked out the window.

She was trying to calm herself down until they got to the hotel. Calum looked sexy as hell driving with his thick thighs slightly separated and his right arm resting on the dashboard. Not to mention the several tattoos peeking through the arms of his rolled up flannel.

God really does have favorites.

"You're a strange one."

"You're not the first and won't be last person to tell me that." She squeezed her already closed thighs.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Do you usually have sex with your fans?"

Calum bit his bottom lip then let out a sigh, "I try to avoid it as much as possible so no, not usually."

"I'm sorry. It's really none of my business." Y'ioné started playing with her hands.

Why did I ask that?

"No, it's understandable... So you're a fan now, huh?" She could see him grinning from the corner of her eye.

"Depends on your performance, Hood."

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"Holy shit." Y'ione moaned out as Calum rocked back into her.

They had been going at it for 5 minutes and physically she adjusted to him fairly quickly but mentally, she still wasn't.

Foreign is not boring.

"Fuck." Calum growled as she pulled on his curls. "You're so wet."

"So I've been told." She squealed as he pinned her hands beside her head.

"You little minx." He crashes his lips against hers forcing his tongue through her plump lips.

This was a whole new field to Y'ione. Yeah, she's had sex before but never been sexed. Not like this. Calum had managed to pull two orgasms from here before they even started.

Y'ione didn't even know the she was so vocal until Calum entered her.

"O-Oh." She moaned as Calum threw one leg over his shoulder, allowing him to plunge into her soft walls even deeper.

"I'd be lying if I said that yours wasn't one of the best pussy's I've ever had." He said to immediately receive a slap against his hard chest making him smirk.

Even at her most vulnerable, she's feisty.

She pulled Calum's head towards her so that they maintained eye contact. "You know that my pussy and I are the best that you ever will have. Don't get it twisted Hood."

She lowered her leg to wrap it back around his waist before flipping them over so that she now was on top.

She planted her manicured nails against his hard chest and began to bounce causing the sound of their skin slapping to echo throughout the hotel room. He looked down to see where their bodies met and also where their fluids were building up.

"Damn." His hands moved to her squishy hips and began to help her ride him. Her dark cloud of hair covered the top of her forehead so that he could barely see her chocolate brown eyes. Her lip gloss was wipe away from all their kissing and her makeup was just starting to run down her face. She looked beautiful.

"Are you about to cum Hood?" He could feel her velvet walls squeezing telling him that she was close.

Good, so was he.

She breathed out as he pulled her down against his chest and started to pound rapidly into her making her scream.

"Oh! C-Calum- I-." He felt her before he heard her. They both let out noises of pleasure before settling down.

Y'ioné stayed laying on Calum's chest not wanting to interrupt the space of euphoria they created.

She felt him brush a puff of curls from her face. "So... how was my performance?" She giggled smiling up at him shyly.

"It wasn't bad."

"Wasn't bad? I guess that we have to go again-"

"No! It was good, okay! Besides-"

"You can't handle any more." He threw an arm behind his head.

"Please, I'm hungry." She scoffed. "I need to replenish my energy." She pointed a finger into his chest. "Thanks to someone."

"You asked, I delivered." He shrugged.

"Anyways, now a girl is craving In-N-Out since Whataburger isn't a thing in the west." She reached for her phone to see that it was 11:26 PM.

"I remember going to one of those when we touring in the South. The burgers are pretty big." He stood up and she had to turn her head away before she jumped his bones.

"Calum, go shower." She was meet with silence. "Did yo-" She looked up to see Calum in her face. "Ah! Back up!"

He chuckled, "You don't want to shower with me?"

"God knows I'd love to only if..."

"If?" He leaned even closer to her face. She pushed him back with her hands causing the white sheet to fall down, exposing her upper half.

She quickly covered her chest as he continued to stare, "You keep your hands to yourself." She pointed which Calum grinned in response. “Behave.”

"It'll be hard but I'll do my best." He bit his lip as he watched her walk past him and into the bathroom suite.

"Come on Hood."

____

Y'ioné let out a yawn as she played with the curls in her bun. She was now wearing sweatpants, an old tee, and jandals. Calum fortunately had spare clothes in his car so he had changed into sweatpants and a black tee.

Wearing sweatpants like they didn’t just get through fucking. Smh.

"Got ‘em." Calum said once he sat down in the drivers seat, holding a white bag that had grease stains at the bottom.

"Are you sure that I couldn't pay?" She frowned. She was used to being asked if she could pay for meals by the guys she talked to.

"Yes. There's no way in hell, I'd let you pay. Not after the fantastic sex." He joked.

"That makes me sound like a prostitute." She groaned.

"Love, just eat." He rolled his eyes sticking a fry into her mouth.

"So fucking good." Y'ioné moaned out which Calum laughed at.

"I've heard that sentence before."

"Shut it. I’m focusing.

It wasn't long before they had finished the food and Calum was walking her back to her hotel room.

"So..." He started.

"Please don't make this awkward." She laughed. "I guess I'll see you around."

"You will."

"I'm not a booty call." She hummed playfully.

"That's not what I meant. You're weird and you have a temper but you're cool and fun to be around. So if you want to hang while you're here, let me know." He bent down and planted a kiss to her cheek which she rolled her eyes at.

"Cliché, Hood."

"Sometimes, I can be." He shrugged. "Goodnight, Y'ioné."

She smiled, "Goodnight, Calum."

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melancholy-mikey · 3 years

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Could you do something involving face slapping with calum please?

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Y/n’s eyes burned with tears, her waterline glistening from the constant snapping of his hips, and her eyelids fluttered shut at his relentless pace.

“Look at me.” He growled, tugging her chin upwards, gripping the roundness of her jaw in a single palm. “Don’t make me ask twice.”

She shook her head, the pleasure too intense to open her eyes and she mewled when the tip of his cock grazed that sweet spot inside of her.

Calum’s calloused palm damned a sharp slap across her cheek - the blow was harsh and quick, it caused her skin to flush and a low whimper fell from her throat.

Y/n batted her eyelashes - big, doe eyes fluttering up at him and her kiss-bitten lips gawped at him dumbly.

“Please,” She whimpered, grabbing desperately for his wrist and placing his warm palm against her still stinging cheek. “again.”

His chuckle was soon cut off by her velvet walls clenching around him, her moans and whines making his cock twitch and he took a sharp breath inward.

“Again, huh?” He murmured, “you like that? You like when I slap that pretty face of yours?”

She nodded her head desperately, her legs were wrapped around his waist, crossed at the ankle, pushing him deeper into her arousal.

“My little pain slut.” He hummed before he slapped her cheek once more - the sting caused her to gasp, and she felt her cheek tint.

The crude squelching of her cunt and the slight squeal that she emitted only fuelled his thrusts - the constant pace had her dilated eyes rolling to the back of her head.

Calum gripped her chin between calloused digits and pressed a kiss to her pouted lips - the juxtaposition of that sweet kiss and the constant pounding of his hips was something that made her head reel.

She quivered at his touch, and her back arched into him - y/n’s breasts pressed firmly against the hardness of his chest and he exhaled, a low moan soon following at the crude feeling of her pebbled nipples on his skin.

“So close already, huh, bub?” He cooed, “gonna cum just from me slapping those pretty cheeks of yours?”

She moaned into stuffy air, the room so hot and heavy it made their skin crawl in the most delicious of ways.

“Yes, Cal, love the feeling,” she breathed, “wanna cum so badly.”

“Then give me what I want, sweetheart,” His lips were low against the shell of her ear. “Cum for me.”

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calummichaelfics · 3 years

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Can someone write a fic/smut about Calum coming out the shower with just a towel around his waist while his long curly hair is soaked and all smoothed back and it’s turning you on and he knows it so Cal starts to tease you kinda subtly and then you guys end up having sex then maybe a part 2 in the shower

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hollandsmushroom · 3 years

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Hey, could you do a plus size smut with Calum Hood, where the female reader loses her virginity, but Calum is definitely not a virgin. And she's worried/insecure that she's not good enough, but that's not true and he makes her feel special/really good!!

Ok, cal would be so tender and kind with this. Sorry it took me a fucking year to write this

You were no stranger to spending the night at Cal’s house after the two of you had gone out tight the boys, but this time was different, this time the both of you were dead sober but still couldn’t keep your hands off each other. The air in the cab home seemed thick with anticipation and love, his hands running up and down the entirety of your body. As soon as you stepped through the threshold of the house, Cal gently pushed you back against the door, fingers slipping up and underneath the hem of your dress as he kissed and sucked gently at the sensitive spot just below your ear. The two of you had never head sex before, sure you had been intimate but nothing to the level it felt that you were going. You pushed him away from you, fingernails gently pressing into he tan flesh beneath his shirt. He broke away from kissing your neck, looking you in the eye but you quickly averted your gaze, ducking under his arm that he had placed on the wall to support himself and walking quickly to the kitchen. He followed behind you in silence, watching your every move to see if he could tell what had changed.

You reached up in the cupboard and grabbed a cup, pouring water into it and drinking it down quickly. You turned around, leaning back against the counter as you looked at him, he looked confused and anxious. The silence hung heavy, nearly ringing in your ears as you watched him open his mouth to say something but change his mind and close it quickly, he cast his eyes to the floor and scratched at the back of his neck.

“What if I’m not good?” His eyes immediately snapped to your figure, you looked small and shaken.

“Good at what?” He furrowed his brow when he spoke, stepping towards you, resting his hands on your hips

“Sex” you mumbled, burying your face in his chest. His chuckle vibrated through your cheek making you pull back and look at him again.

“You’re worried about having sex? I thought it was something a lot more serious!”

“Cal, this is serious” you made a move to walk away but he caught your wrist gently in his hand, spinning you back into his chest. He stared deep into your eyes, brushing some hair from out of your face.

“If it’s you, I don’t think the sex could be bad, I don’t care if you’ve never had sex before, it just means we will have to do a lot to get even better,” he smirked, leaning down and brushing his lips against yours. You reciprocated, pressing your lips against his to deepen the kiss, his hands moving down to your ass, squeezing to signal for you to jump so you did. You jumped up, wrapping your legs around his waist, he walk you to the counter, setting you down gently, never breaking the kiss.

You pulled back from the kiss, your chest heaving from the depth of the kiss. Your fingers traced over his shirt, catching on the buttons, slowly unbuttoning them until his shirt fell open, your bent down, kissing over his tattoos, running your tongue over his nipples and gently biting at them before leaning back. He grabbed your hand, pulling you off the counte and walking you to the bedroom. He stood you at the end of the bed, his lips returning to your neck as he stood behind you. Hands tracing your hips up the your shoulder, running gently over your shoulder until he found the zipper to your dress, dragging it down and fulling the dress from your shoulders.

You turned around in his arms, looking into his deep brown lust filled eyes, he but his lip as your boobs pressed against his rib cage, exentuating your cleavage. His hands yet again found their way around your back, unclipping your bra skillfully and letting your breasts free. He pushed you dow onto the bed, kissing you gently on the lips before working his way down your jaw, between your breast’s before stopping, his soft lips clamping around your nipple and sucking, playing with the other one between his fingers. Your breath caught, your head throwing back as you arched your back into his face, he switched nipples and your reaction was the same. He pulled back once he was done with the second one, moving down to between your legs and looking up at you from his place.

“I love you, Y/n, so much and I just want to worship you, is that okay?” He asked, his finger dragging its way through your clothed lips, a gasp caught in your throat.

“Yes, Cal, please” you cried as he pressed harder on your clit.

“Good” his response was quick but his actions were slow and adoring. He tugged down your panties, kissing his way back up your leg before reaching your dripping core. His fingers spread the lips slowly as he followed with his tongue, settling on your clit, tracing the bundle of nerves with skill. His actions sent a jolt through your body, his fingers played at your entrance, looking up at you without pulling away, his eyes asked from approval and all you could muster was a quick nod of the head. His fingers slid into you, curling up into the spot just behind your pubic bone, your hips bucked against his face but his tongue stayed with you, flicking the bundle before leaning in farther and starting to suck.

You felt yourself loosening and relaxing, a ball of fire growing rapidly in your lower abdomen and you knew it was only moments before it overflowed.

“Cal, I’m, im cumming,” you cried, hand reaching down and tugging on his hair as he worked you through the orgasm. When you finished he pulled away, you laid there with eyes closed as you heard rustling, opening them slightly to find a nude Cal before you, rolling a condom onto his painfully hard dick. He then positioned himself above you making you fully open your eyes, connecting your gaze with his.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, searching for any sense of hesitance.

“I’m sure, Cal” you affirmed p, reaching your had up and brushing your thumb over his cheek.

“Okay” with that, he slowly eased himself into you, stretching your walls and causing a tear to fall down your cheek, he paused when he saw this but the pain was already morphing to pleasure.

“No, don’t stop, feels good now” you were barely able to form words, the feeling of him inside making both of you feel closer the ever. He nodded, slowly starting to move his hips, thrusting in and out of you at a casual and careful pace. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling jhim in to you, jutting your heel into his ass to encourage him to go faster, and he complied.

You knew you resent going to orgasm, your body not quite used to the feeling, but god did it feel good. Your chest arched into his as he sped up yet again.

“God, Cal, you feel so good!” You cried

“Y/n!” Was all he could muster as his abs started to clench, knowing he was nearing his peak, “Y/n, I’m gonna cum!” He moaned into your neck as he reached his high, a string of expletives leaving his lips as he slowly came to a stop, pulling out of you and discarding the condom.

“That was amazing, Cal, best sex I’ve ever had,.

“It’s the in,y sex you’ve ever had, but I have to agree, it was amazing,”

“Yeah, best sex I’ve ever had because it’s the only sex I’ve ever had, but I guess by that logic it’s also the worst sex I’ve ever had,” his head snapped up, eyes shooting daggers playfully. “I’m kidding,” you giggled, leaning into kiss him as you lay in bed together.

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5sosdrfluke · 4 years

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First off, THANK YOU for doing this. It means a lot as a plus size girl ♥️ Can I request a blurb where reader and Calum have been dating for a while and it’s going to be her first time meeting the boys? She’s nervous because she’s not his typical type but he reassures her and of course the boys adore her. You’re amazing 😊💕

Hi love! Aw thank you! I love writing for us plus size girls. Gotta have some attention you know? I can absolutely write that for you! I hope you like it babes. @aliencal

Calum kissed your nose and pulled you by your shirt to bring you flush up against his chest. “I don’t want to leave this house,” He confessed and moved his hands to your waist.

You smiled and rested your hands on his strong chest. “I know, love. But we’re supposed to meet the guys in twenty minutes.”

“I know what we could do for twenty minutes,” Cal purred and waggled his eyebrows at you.

You laughed and kissed his neck softly, making him groan.

“You’re not making this easy Y/N.”

“Sorry. C’mon horndog. We gotta go.” You tugged on his hand and left the house of sins.

He gently smacked your ass with his free hand and acted innocent when you looked back at him. He just shrugged and followed you to the car. You shook your head and climbed in the passenger seat.

Calum got in the driver’s seat and started to drive to his bandmate, Ashton’s house. He turned on his stereo and C A L M blasted from the speakers and that’s when you started to get nervous.

“Hey Cal?”

“Huh? Talk so pretty but your heart got teeeeeeth.” He sang out of key, making you giggle.

“Do you think they’ll like me?” You asked and fidgeted with your hands in your lap.

He reached to turn down the music a bit and he glanced at you slightly. “Why wouldn’t they?”

“I’m not exactly the kind of girl you guys are into....” You trailed off.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. I’m chubby, heavy, squishy. The other girls are thin and pretty and...I dunno. I’m just worried that I won’t be good enough.” You spoke softly, letting out your insecurities.

Calum pulled the car over and turned it off to look at you. “Y/N. Don’t ever think you’re not good enough. Baby girl, you are everything to me. You make me so happy. The boys know that. They’re so excited to meet the girl that I gush about all the time. Baby, they’re going to love you no matter what. Your size has nothing to do with it. In fact, I know they’re going to love that I’m with a thick girl. I know I do. You’re so much fun to fuck and hold.”

“Calum!” You giggled and softly hit his arm.

“I’m not lying. You’re my wildflower baby. You give me so much love and affection and I’m obsessed.” He smiled and kissed your cheek. “Please don’t underestimate your worth. You’re my girl.”

You looked at his kind eyes and melted at the way he stared at you. “I love you Calum.”

“I love you more, darling. Let’s go meet the boys shall we?”

Calum pulled in to Ashton’s driveway and squeezed your hand when he led you to the door. You took a deep breath as he knocked and waited for Ash.

The door swung open and a bright smile met the two of you. “Well hi!”

“Hey, Ash,” Calum grinned, “This is Y/N. Y/N, Ashton.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” You smiled.

Ashton took your hand and pulled you close into a big bear hug. “I’m so glad I finally get to meet you. Calum never shuts up about you. You’re even cuter in person.”

You blinked and hugged Calum’s best friend with the biggest smile on your face. “I like you.”

He laughed and gave you a soft squeeze. “C’mon in. The other guys are inside. They haven’t burned down anything yet.”

You smiled at Calum and held his hand as you followed Ashton into his gorgeous house.

“Guys, Calum and Y/N are here. Put down the pizza.” Ashton said, walking into the dining room.

You walked in and saw a tall blond boy wearing a blue button-up with pizza shoved in his mouth and a boy with a snapback wearing all black, typing away on his phone.

“Michael, Luke, meet Y/N.” Ashton cleared his throat.

The boy with the snapback glanced up from his phone and smiled at you. “Hi, I’m Michael. Nice to finally meet you.”

“You too.” You grinned.

“‘m Luke.” Luke got out between chews of the massive bite of pizza.

“Hi Luke.”

Calum shook his head. “You’re a pig.”

“Thank you,” Luke replied and swallowed, “So Y/N. You’re with Calum. Are you regretting it yet?”

“Not even a little bit. He’s the best boyfriend.” You beamed up at your man who then kissed your forehead.

“Dammit. I was afraid of that. Cal’s a good dude,” Luke grunted.

“He is. A bit of a dick sometimes, but he’s never gonna give up on you,” Michael chimed in.

You grinned and wrapped your arm around Calum’s waist. “He’s the best man I’ve ever known.”

Calum turned bright red, earning laughs from the boys.

Throughout the time you spent at Ashton’s, you got hugs and words of encouragement from the whole band. They treated you like they’ve known you forever and they all ended up loving you.

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calmlftv · 4 years

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20 with cal and plus size!reader 🥺

20. You walk out of a dressing room asking if the outfit suits you, but it’s not your friend waiting outside the room like you thought.

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The air conditioning of Torrid smacked you in the face as you stepped inside, your best friend’s grip on your hand tugging you along as she started browsing the selections.

“Why Torrid?” You asked, groaning slightly as she immediately grabbed a top and held it up to you.

She smiled, setting the top back on the rack she grabbed it from before she turned to you. “Babes,” she said sweetly, putting her hands on your shoulders. “I love you so much, but your wardrobe is outdated!”

You rolled your eyes, a pout appearing on your lips. “Says you!”

“Listen to me, Sassy Sally,” she teased, turning back to the racks as you followed her. “Just humor me, then, okay? I only need an hour or two, then if you still think this is ridiculous, we’ll get the hell out. Deal?”

You sighed but nodded, knowing there was nothing you could do when your stubborn best friend put her mind to something. The two of you started making your way through the racks, your usual banter and giggles following you as you quickly started to have fun.

By the end of the first hour you were sent away, a decent amount of hangers in your hand as you approached the dressing room attendant. She gave you a smile and lead you away, your best friend patting the door to let you know she was out there as you started getting changed.

You first pulled on a pretty navy blue blouse and a pair of black pants, tugging them on and then inspecting yourself in the mirror, turning every possible way to get every angle before you placed a hand on the doorknob, stepping out as you still inspected the outfit.

“So I like this one,” you started immediately, unaware that your best friend wasn’t the one sitting in the chair. “I like the pants mostly, they’re really comfortable and they-”

“That’s a nice color on you.”

The man’s voice made you freeze, a blush rushing to your cheeks as you slowly looked up, meeting the brown eyes of a stranger.

Mortified, you glanced around, unable to find your best friend in the fitting area. “Oh my god,” you said, covering your face with your hands. “I’m so sorry, I thought you were someone else-”

The man laughed lightly, obviously brushing off your embarrassment. “Don’t worry about it, doll,” he said sweetly, standing as his eyes took in the outfit you had on. “You look lovely in this, by the way. The color brings out your pretty eyes.”

If you were blushing before, you were practically on fire now, cheeks a bright red as the man chuckled again.

“I’m Calum,” he said, holding out a hand. You took it and introduced yourself, giving it a good shake. He looked around for a second, his hands going into his pockets as he rocked back on his heels. “Listen, I don’t normally do this, but could I get your phone number? Maybe help with future fashion choices?”

Embarrassment was aside now, replaced with intrigue and a bit of joy as the man slid his phone out of his pocket, unlocking it and pulling up the keypad before he handed it to you.

“I’ll do it, but only if you put my name as fitting room girl in your contacts.”

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talkfastromance4 · 4 years

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Cal with plus size reader who is also short? Literally anything, soft, angst, smut idc I just need more plus size reader pls ty ily❤️

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Calum loved everything about you. Your eyes, your smile, you laugh, your humor, your soft curves and your short stature. Everything. He especially loved your self-confidence and sense of style so whenever you posted a new outfit or make-up look on Instagram he’d be the first to comment and like.

When you’d be lying on the couch, he’d pull you on top of him because he loved to snuggle and cuddle you. You were so easy to hold against him, his hands running up and down your back, tickling your arms. He always had to be touching you.

“How are you so soft anywhere I touch?” he’d mumble causing you to blush.

When out in public he’d walk with his arm slung around your shoulders because you’re the perfect height. He also does it because he loves feeling your small arm around his waist. He’ll pull you into him so he can kiss the top of your head then sway from side to side just to make you giggle.

He’d sneak quick pinches to your butt as well making you squeal. On days when your self-confidence was low he’d do anything in his power to make you see how beautiful you are in his eyes. He’d capture you in his arms with no way of escape and show you photos he’s saved on his phone of you.

“This is my favorite fit of yours, look how great your legs look.... and this one. Oh baby, that red lip is so sexy....your smile is so pretty cupcake, look how it shines.”

After each compliment would be a kiss to your cheek until you’re melted like butter against him.

When he’d see you struggling to reach your favorite mug in the top shelf, Calum grins smugly because he did that for a reason, he’d come up behind you with hands on your waist.

“I got it short stuff,” he’d mumble grabbing your mug. He’d kiss and nibble your ear, smack your ass lightly then go on his merry way. He loves you, inside and out and he has no problem showcasing it everyday.

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irwinkitten · 4 years

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Hi my lovely!! Okay so here’s an idea for your plus size!reader: what if she tries on some lingerie she bought and while checking herself out in the mirror, she in unaware that Calum is there watching her and he’s just big 🥺😍 at his beautiful girl and showers her in compliments. Ily and I hope you’re having a good day 🧡

There were a few sets in the bag that you’d brought home. Part of you had wanted to try them at the store however they were close to shutting for the day and and you were nervous to ask to use the fitting room. So you purchased them and told yourself if they didn’t fit you’d be able to take them back.

You’d thought that you’d shut the door to your shared bedroom with Cal as you tried on the first set, eyes roaming the body length mirror to try and see the entire fit.

You felt nervous, despite the items fitting, you were trying to ignore the rolls of fat, especially as you turned, making them more pronounced.

A wolf whistle made you jump a mile high before you swore at Calum, making him laugh.

“Look at my beautiful baby.” Your eyes refused to meet his.

“Real funny Cal.” A frown slipped across his features as he stepped into the room fully, his arms wrapping around your hips and hands resting on your stomach. He knew it made you uneasy but he also knew you were working on it.

“I’m being honest.” He murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to the spot just below your ear.

“Let me try on the next one. Sit.” He chuckled before saluting.

“Yes ma’am.” Once he stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed, you stripped down. You were never uncomfortable to show off your skin in front of him, but this felt different. You still didn’t pay him much attention till the next set was on.

“Look at you looking like a ray or sunshine. Or maybe a sunflower. Both are beautiful.” You found yourself relaxing at his compliments before rolling your eyes.

“You trying to get laid, Hood?” The question was meant as a tease but the smirk on his face told you he had plans.

“Is it working?” He countered with an easy grin and you laughed.

“Insufferable bastard.” The fond smile and light tone took any bite from the insult away and he just grinned in response as you changed into the next set.

Once more Calum couldn’t stay quiet.

“You’re definitely keeping that one.” It was one of the more risqué numbers that your purchased. Crotchless panties with a body that seemed hug every part of your body. You had been undecided, but the almost breathless way Calum had spoken, it had you turning on the spot to see his eyes practically mesmerised by you.

“You sure baby?” You sauntered over, standing so that one thigh was between your legs, your hands resting on his shoulders as you tilted your head down to look at him.

He pulled his eyes away from your chest, small pink spots appearing on his cheeks as his hands began to roam your body.

“Absolutely.” His voice was breathless and eyes blown and you could feel your heart skip several beats as you studied his face, the look on his face was one that seemingly wanted to devour you.

“Any more to try on or can we give this one a test run?” His lips began working on the available skin that was closest to him and your thoughts flew from your mind as he pulled you down so you were straddling his thigh.

“Test run.” You breathed as his lips finally reached yours and his thigh bounced, the friction causing you to moan into the kiss.

Maybe you needed to do this more often.

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likelystorylils · 5 years

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pictures oh cal I adore. :)

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cheekysos · 4 years

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I think I have a pretty good idea of what direction I want Part Two of The Maori Protector to go but I was just curious is anyone had any suggestion or ideas?

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bandblogging · 6 years

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I love all of you (Ashton Irwin imagine)

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader

Words: 1.7k

Warning: Swearing

Sum.: You're a plus size girl and sometimes you can't help but beat yourself up about it but Ashton will always be there to make you feel better about yourself.

A/N: I have to be honest I don't expect this to do well at all, because not everyone can relate. Also to be completely honest I wrote this for a very selfish reason, I am plus size and sometimes I just want to cheer myself up a little. But I hope that some of you can appreciate this because I still feel like plus size! 5sos is lacking, also I mean Ashton is just fucking great ok

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Being friends with the boys you had rarely thought about your body in a negative way. They had always made you feel loved but still you couldn't help but compare yourself to others every once in a while. Lately, especially since you and Ashton had started dating, it had gotten worse and you found yourself beating yourself up a lot more. Michael's and Luke's girlfriend hat joined you guys on tour and you felt like they were total opposites to you. Looking more confident than you would probably ever feel, thin and beautiful. Sure there were times where you felt confident but there were often short lived.

Just now you were waiting in a relatively small room for the boys to be called in for the photoshoot. All seats were taken and the two girlfriends hat taken place on their respective boyfriend's lap. You leaned against the wall and took out your phone. You scrolled through your twitter for a bit but nothing interesting was coming up. When you pushed it back into your pocket you looked up and met Ashton's eyes. He looked at you, raising his eyebrows and patting his lap. You knew what he offered you immediately and a pinkish colour spread over your cheeks when you quickly shook your head. Sitting on his lap in your mind would crush him, feeling like you were too heavy for him.

You had spent the rest of the time shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other, declining Ashton's offer another two times when he patted his lap again and again. You absolutely didn't feel confident about sitting on him and you didn't want to risk embarrassing yourself in front of everybody else.

When the boys had left you let yourself fall down on the couch and sighed to yourself. The others were engaged in a conversation which you did not want to interrupt and so you pulled your phone out again.

A while later you were leaving the building together, your and Ashton's hands intertwined. And just to make your day even worse it they decided that there was a mall really close by and that they wanted to go shopping. You forced a smile and nodded, not wanting to be the buzz killer. Ashton squeezed you hand when he saw your face and raised an eyebrow. "Are you alright?", he moved closer and whispered it into your ear so that none of the others would hear it. "Yeah, sure", you answered back and bit your lip. You didn't usually lie to him but you couldn't help it.

When you left the fourth shop your head hang low and you couldn't help but feel defeated. Either all the clothes were too small, weren't fitting right or if they were your size they looked ridiculous. Big weird designs were printed usually right on the chest area and you could never find anything that didn't look like a sack. You roamed through the fifth shop, only picking up very few things. Michael had his arms full and steared towards the changing room with his girlfriend and Calum following closely, both having things in their arms. You felt an arm wrap around you and when you turned you met Ashton's eyes. "Ready to try on?", he lifted his other arm which was loaded up with clothes. You nodded and quickly pecked his cheek before walking towards the dressing room. You closed the stall door behind you and heard Ashton do the same right next to you. A sigh escaped your lips when you began to change into the first piece. It didn't take you long before you had tried on all of them, deciding to only buy a simple t-shirt and a pair of stockings you were hoping to one day feel confident enough to show Ashton. After you hung the other clothes on the return rack you sat down on the little stool in front of Ashton's stall. "Can I show you something Y/N?", you heard him asked muffled through the door. "Yeah", you stood up and cracked the door open a little. "Do you like it?", he turned around so that you could see all angles. You admired his body for a second before answering. "I really like the pants, they look good on you and seem to fit really nicely.", you smirked and couldn't help but stare at his butt a little. "But that shirt, Ashton that's the worse shade of brown you could have picked", you laughed and shook your head. "Yeah you're right the colour looks awful in this light", his chuckle made your heart jump for a second and a smile spread across your cheek. "Guess I am just going to take it off for you then", he smirked and turned around to face you slowly pulling the shirt over his head. You slapped his shoulder playfully and shook your head again with a giggle escaping you, "Then I am leaving." You grinned at him before quickly slipping out of the room.

It was hard enough for you to know that he was so much hotter than you but it almost felt like he was shoving it in your face, even though you knew deep down that he would never do that. You walked out of the changing area and bought your two items while waiting for the others to finish up, not wanting them to see your poor yield.

The car ride back to the hotel was silent on your part. The car w has packed full of bags and everyone was in a good mood, well except for you. Ashton had one arm thrown around your shoulder and was talking to Luke while your head was resting on his shoulder. You had fake-yawned a few times and closed your eyes as soon as your head had hit his shoulder, hoping they would just think you were tired. You eventually did drift in and out of sleep and when the car stopped at the hotel you were woken up by Ashton slowly shaking you. You opened your eyes and looked up at him. He pressed his lips to your cheek and grabbed your hand, "C'mon, we can take a nap in the hotel room together."

You climbed out of the car, grabbing your one bag on your way out.

When you entered the hotel room you threw it on top of your open suitcase and let yourself fall down on the bed. Ashton followed close by and layed down next to you. Your shoes hit the ground and you curled up into a ball on the big bed. Ashton's arms snaked around you and he pulled you into his chest. "Y/N? What's wrong?", he nudged your nose with his, "I know that something isn't right, I can tell." His arms around you tightened and you felt your eyes tear up. "I don't want to talk about it", you shut your eyes and tried to turn around in his arms. "But I want to know so that I can help you", he kissed down your temple and along your cheek until he reached your lips. His soft touch made you melt into him and you couldn't help but kiss him back. There was no point in arguing with him, he was incredibly stubborn and knew how to open you up like a book. "It's fucking pathetic Ash", you sighed and rested your head on his arm. "I bet it's not", he smiled at you and pressed his forehead to yours. "I'm just not feeling good about myself", you murmured and closed your eyes. "Is that why you didn't buy anything?", he said and one of his hands moved to play with your hair. "Yes but dammit I am to fat for all those stores, they don't really carry my size.", you were disappointing in yourself when you felt a hot tear run down your even hotter cheek. You didn't want to cry, not because of this and not in front of him. "I'm sorry I didn't realise", his voice was laced with concern when he spoke up before wiping away the tear. "It's not your fault Ashton. It's mine! I am the fat one, I am the one that is to big for everything", your voice was small. You tried to fight back the tears as good as possible but still a few escaped. You felt him stare at you, his burning eyes only making your cheeks flush even more. "Is that why you wouldn't sit on my lap this morning?", his voice had changed but you couldn't define the tone it had taken on. The hand that had previously been in your hair shifted and lifted up your chin, making you look at him. "Y/N?", he raised an eyebrow. You nodded slightly, hoping for that to be the end of it. His expression changed into a disappointed one and you bit your lip out of habit. He shifted and your head fell onto the pillow below him. In seconds he had moved himself over you and hoverd above you. "You know that I don't care about that", his jaw clenched when he finished speaking. "I love you just the way you are, all of you.", his voice had deepened and a quick smirk flashed across his face but it was gone just a moment later. "I don't care if you would be half or double of you! Because I love you for so much more than your body, I love your personality, your laugh and everything else about you.", you felt his lips brush against yours when he spoke. "But I can't deny that I fucking love your body too. You should know that. You're not too heavy and not fat, not to me. And I want you to sit on my lap the next time I offer it to you just so that I can wrap my arms around you and make sure that you can sit comfortably.", he smirked at you and crashed his lips onto yours after he finished his little speech. You felt like your were melting into his touch again and kissed him back. Your hands moved into his hair and you pulled him closer to yourself so that he was practically laying on top of you. "Fuck Ash, I really love you", you smiled at him and your heart felt like it was going to explode just a little bit. "And your body", you smirked at him and pulled one of your hands down to pinch his nipple. One of his hands covered yours and an 'Ouch' escaped him before he couldn't hold his betrayed expression any longer and started to laugh.

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calummichaelfics · 3 years

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Calum Thomas Hood has no fucking business being that damn ATTRACTIVE like wtf Calum let me breathe Jesus 😭🤚🏽

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5sosdrfluke · 4 years

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Oooh maybe a plus sized blurb w calum of you bringing him to meet your family for the first time and they joke with you that they thought you’d never get a boyfriend and you laugh but are actually kinda hurt by it 🥺 sorry if this is weird if it is just ignore me hahaha

Listen, this is me and my family to a T. So yes, I’m going to write this and guess what? Cal’s not going to stand for that. I hope you like it anon. @aliencal

“Are you nervous, baby?” Calum asked, giving your thigh a soft squeeze.

“Of course I am. This is the first time I’ve brought anyone to meet my family. I don’t know what they’re going to say. Or what they’re going to do. I’m stressed.” You sighed and gripped the steering wheel.

“It’s okay, wildflower. I’ll be right there with you. I’ll help you get through it.” He murmured and ran his hand up and down your soft thigh.

“Thank you.” You whispered and swallowed when your family house came into sight. “Oh god.”

“I’ve got you,” Calum spoke and leaned over in his seat to leave a sweet kiss on your cheek. You relaxed slightly at the feel of his lips against your skin.

You pulled your car into the driveway and put it in park and glanced over at your gorgeous boyfriend. “We could still run away. We’re not out of the car yet.”

“Baby do you not want to go in?”

You looked at his brown eyes and sighed, “Come on. I need to show you off.”

He chuckled and unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car to wander over to your side and opened your door, “C’mon princess. It won’t be as bad as you think.”

You took his hand and smoothed down the dress you were wearing that happened to be Calum’s favorite. He loved the way it accentuated your curves and flattered the shape of you.

“You look beautiful,” He whispered in your ear and led you towards the front door. You took a deep breath and smiled, changing your attitude. Calum was right beside you and he’d always be a gentleman. It was going to be okay. That’s what you told yourself.

You brought Calum inside to your family and both of you were bombarded with hugs and introductions. You looked over at Cal and he was calm and collected, talking to your family members and being the wonderful man he is.

You relaxed slightly and watched as Calum made his way back over to you. He wrapped his arm around you and kissed your forehead. “Told you.”

You grinned and leaned into his side and rested your head on his shoulder.

“I can’t believe this day actually came. No one thought Y/N was ever going to get a boyfriend!” One of your family members chimed and suddenly everyone was laughing and agreeing. Your heart sunk in your chest and your cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Calum’s grip on you tightened and you noticed his jaw clenched tight. “I’m sorry, what does that mean?” He asked, his voice gravelly.

“Well, she wasn’t exactly popular with the guys.”

“Yeah, she was always the loner.” One of them shrugged.

“I don’t see what’s funny about that. Aren’t you supposed to be supportive?” Cal barked.

“Cal...” You started.

“No babe. That’s so rude and cruel. Y/N is beautiful inside and out and I’m embarrassed that she’s being treated this way by her own family. I’m the lucky one here. She’s everything I’ve wanted. C’mon Y/N, we’re leaving.”

Your family stood shellshocked at the fact that this man came into their house and put them in their places.

Calum took your hand and led you back to the door.

“Baby?” You asked softly.

“What?” He grunted and reached for the doorknob.

“Thank you.”

He stopped and his eyes found yours. You saw the love and the sadness in his eyes. He glanced around you to see several pairs of eyes on the two of you and he pulled you close and dipped you with his muscular arms and he kissed you passionately and lovingly.

You kissed him back, shocked at the gesture. He held you and kissed you with everything in his being and he broke the kiss with a smile. “For good measure.” He winked and pulled you out of the house to leave several family members staring after the two of you.

(A/N: This is the ultimate dream and I wish Calum would come do this with my family because damn. I need it. I hope you liked it anon!!)

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