on the other side • muke

f o u r t e e n.

a s h t o n.

i woke up with calum laying on my chest, one hand gripping my white t-shirt lightly while another was holding onto my arm. as quiet snores left his parted lips, i lifted my free hand and ran my fingers through his hair making him stir a little.

"puppy wake up." i grinned, watching him move his head a little. i moved my hand down to his back, rubbing small patterns knowing it usual wakes him up. within seconds, calum's chin was resting on his folded arms in front of him.

"how are you feeling?" i asked, moving my hand lower and cupping his bum making him squek and barry his face into my chest. i let out a small laugh, sitting up straight and calum worked his way into my lap. i wrapped my arms tightly around his waist, his going around my neck as i kissed his cheek. [shoot me it's too cute]

"it hurts." he mumbled and i kissed his forehead.

"maybe next time you should use the safe word." i kissed his nose now. calum furrowed his eyebrows together, looking at me in disbelief because i knew exactly, why he couldn't use the safe word.

i smirked to myself at the thought, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips before smacking his bum and getting up. calum clung to my even harder as i walked to the kitchen, setting him down on the countertop.

his light pink sweater fell off his shoulders, nearly down to his elbows as he continued to move and kick his legs out in front of him. i went over the pantry and grabbed the box of pancake mix, earning a wide smile from calum.

"how many?" i asked, setting the box on the counter next to him and opening the fridge. i bent down to grab the eggs, waiting for an answer from calum when i felt two little kicks to my bum. i turned around, giving calum the small carton of eggs slowly seeing him smiling. innocent little shit.

"move please." i told him, as all of the pots and pants where being blocked by his legs. instead of moving, he simply opened his legs, looking around the kitchen like nothing was happening. i kneeled down, grabbed a pan with one hand while the other rested on the small part of the counter top between calum's legs.

as i was about to get up, i felt something soft hit my fingers and i looked up to see calum had scooted forward. he was grinning like an idiot and i moved my hand away casually, setting the pan on the stove and turning it on.

when i turned around calum had a frown on his face and i chuckled, shaking my head lightly before going over to him. "take a break, okay? i'll make up for it tomorrow."

i placed a small kiss on his lips, tapping his thighs before pulling away to start the pancakes. [i don't know about the rest of you, but this has been the death of me]

calum made the batter and i "accidentally" made his pancakes into heart shapes which he refused to believe. after eating, calum took a shower and i ran the wash for the sheets.

"where are we going today?" calum asked, stepping out of the bathroom with a fluffly pink towel around his waist. i finished putting on a white flannel and some black skinny jeans.

"shop-" i started but was cut off by calum squealing in excitement. he was such a girl sometimes. i rolled my eyes, letting him get dressed while i waited by the front door.

i made sure my keys and phone where tucked into my back pocket for the last time as calum came out. i frowned, seeing him wear black skinny jeans and a greenday shirt.

"princess it's okay to wear a skir-" i started but calum cut me off for the second time.

"no it's fine, i want to go like this."

i knew he didn't but i nodded and we both got in the car after making sure the house was locked.

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"how about this one?" calum asked, holding up a floral skirt up to his waist, swaying it back and forth in admiration. [i would have put an outfit on the side but i'm not good at those you guys should make some for me]

"try it on."

calum nodded, grabbing my hand and leading me to the dressing room that was (to my luck) empty. calum pulled me into the big one with him and started unzipping his jeans as i waited on the small bench.

i smirked at the black lace he was wearing and he blushed when he noticed.

"stop staring."

"stop being beautiful."

calum stepped into the skirt, standing in front of the full length mirror and struggling to zip it up in the back. i got up and walking over to him, zipping it up in a swift motion and wrapping my arms around him.

i kissed his neck gently, moving down to his collarbone before lifting my head up and looking in the mirror.

i had to admit, the skirt looked amazing on him. but then again, what didn't look good on him?

"do you like it?" he asked. i turned him around and pecked his lips.

"it's gorgeous. just. like. you." i said, peppering kisses down his neck between each word.

after that, we bought the skirt along with a few other things and left the mall. there were a couple stares as we came out of each store, and sometimes calum would ask if we could go home despite me knowing there were plently of other places he wanted to go to. i just wanted to make him feel beautiful but it's never enough.

nothing ever seemed to be enough.

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so idk if this should be the only ashton or calum pov but it's so cute so i shall do this again