luke had his shirt unbuttoned, his blue hues filled with tears as he examined the reflection of himself that displayed onto the mirror. with the pad of his index finger, he traced the cuts that the so called love of his life made on him last night.
"baby?" the blond looked away and hugged his shirt around his frame and before he knew it calum was holding him tightly. he couldn't suppress the tears that were now falling.
"i'm sorry, i thought you'd like it." the tan boy spoke after awhile, breaking the silence.
"i did.. i just don't like the ugly marks it left behind." he muttered under his breath.
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in which calum has a fascination with switchblades and luke is willing to do anything for the boy.
((lowercase intended, posessive!calum! feminine!luke!
includes; smut which embraces the act of knifeplay/daddykink & possible triggers for some.))
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SWITCHBLADE : CAKE.
Fanfictionin which calum has a fascination with switchblades and luke is willing to do anything for the boy.
