greeting cal at the airport at the end of the tour and he's all soft and sleepy đ
yes I love soft calum so much, thanks for this!
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Your fingers wrapped around the ends of your hair as you pulled at them softly. Your eyes were darting back and forth as each person passed you by. None of their faces were the one you were looking for. A deep breath escaped your nose as you rubbed your lips together, the faint taste of peach lip balm on your lips. You tugged at the sleeves of the hoodie you were wearing, it wasnât yours, it was one that Calum had left behind and you had staked your claim over the soft feeling material. The black material sat rather largely against your frame, the hem sitting against the middle of your thighs, the sleeves would hang over your hands if you didnât role them up and the hood could cover your whole face if you wanted it too. But you loved the hoodie more than most of your own clothes, just because it reminded you of Calum.
You gripped the cuffs in your eager fingers as you saw another crowd of people emerge from the gate and you felt your heart swell slightly when you realised that this was the flight Calum was on. You pushed your body onto the tips of your toes as you tried to see past the heads of people walking against you, you swayed back and forth as you switched your gaze around the room.
When the large crowd of people started to thin out, and you could see the gate without having to stand on your tiptoes, was when you saw him. He was walking side by side with Ashton, speaking softly and quietly to the drummer. He was wearing a pair of black track pants with a white stripe down the side of the soft looking material. He had a white shirt tucked into the pants, just a simple white t-shirt and a official 5sos crew jacket thrown over his broad shoulders. His curls were lazily hanging over his forehead, looking untamed and messy, and you could see the faint blonde streaks in his curls.
You felt a warmth erupt in your chest at the sight of him, your lips pulling into a wide smile. You gripped tightly onto the sleeves of the jumper, your head lulling to the side slightly as you waited for him to turn and look at you. The closer he got to you the more excited you became, you could feel your heart beating rapidly against your rib cage, you wondered if he could hear how loudly it was beating.
Ashton saw you first. His hazel eyes almost beaming as he saw you, and he stopped what he was saying to Calum only to nudge him rather harshly. Calum groaned softly at the sudden sharp jab, lips parting to ask why Ashton had done it, but he didnât get a word out before his best friend was nudging his head in your direction.
Calum turned his head, thick brows furrowing in confusion for a second, that was until he saw you standing there. All the tiredness that was clawing at his body seemed to subside for a moment as his dark eyes landed on your figure. He could see that you were wearing his hoodie, the clothing item almost looked like a blanket wrapped around your body. You looked so warm and cosy, all Calum wanted to do was nuzzle up against you. To feel how warm your skin was underneath your, well his, hoodie. To hold your body close to his under the soft covers, to have your familiar shampoo scent wafting through his nose, just being able to cuddle up to you and sleep.
You took quick strides to Calum, making the distance between you smaller and smaller until you standing right in front of him. You felt your breath hitch in the back of your throat as Calum dropped his backpack from his shoulders, it fell to the floor with a heavy thud, but neither of you really cared at that point. Calum wrapped his muscular arms around your waist, pulling your smaller frame against his chest, just holding you against him.
You wrapped your arms around his shoulder, fingers threading through his thick black curls, the stands feeling soft under your touch. You felt Calum bury his face against your neck, his cold nose against your warm skin. You could feel the slight prickle of his stubble rubbing against your skin, his fingers gripping your hips tightly. You sighed happily as you breathed in his familiar smell.
âI missed you babyâ Calumâs deep voice sounded scratchy against your neck, his warm breath fanning out against your skin.
âMissed you to rockstarâ You smiled as you pulled back from the tight embrace slightly, enough to look at his tanned features.
You could see the dark circles beginning to form under his eyes, the soft purple colour contrasting against his honey coloured skin. The stubble that was dotting his chin and upper lip was just forming, like he hadnât shaved in a few days. You could see his eyelids drooping over his eyes.
Calum slumped forward slightly, letting his forehead fall against your shoulder, his shoulders hunching over as he slumped against your body. You rested your cheek against his head, his fluffy curls tickling your cheek. You ran your fingers through his hair, scratching at his scalp softly. You could hear Calum hum out in appreciation at the feeling.
âCalumâ You whispered softly against his ear.
Calum let out a soft groan as you stopped running your fingers through his hair, pulling his head away from your shoulder. You had an amused smile on your lips as you watched Calum try his best to keep himself awake, a pout was forming on his plump lips.
âWhatâch laughing at babygirl?â Calum questioned softly though a muffled yawn.
You brushed your nose against his, lips just touching in a chaste kiss. You could feel the warmth of his lips against yours, the smooth skin was inviting and you could taste mint faintly against his lips. Calum chased your lips as you pulled away, trying to bring you into another kiss. You giggled softly against his lips as they slanted over yours in another kiss. You felt Calumâs hands dripping under the hoodie on your body, his long fingers grasping the warm skin of your waist. You felt a almost inaudible moan slip from your lips as his cold fingers grasped your skin.
âI missed that soundâ Calum mumbled as he pulled away from the kiss.
You leaned your forehead against his, letting your fingers run across his jaw. Calumâs thumb was rubbing soft circles on your skin as he pulled your body even closer to his, trying to void any distance between the two of you. Calum placed soft chaste kisses against your cheek, his lips moving across the soft skin, leaving you smiling widely. His lips moved slowly across your cheek and down your jaw, warm lips leaving a hot trail in their wake.
âWanna go home?â You questioned softly as you tugged softly at his curls.
The corners of Calumâs lips pulled up into a lazy smile as he pressed a last chaste kiss against your neck before placing his forehead against yours again.
âWanna go home and cuddle my pretty girlfriendâ Calum yawned again, nose brushing against yours.
âCome on then Calâ You motioned for him to walk with you, taking his much larger hand in yours.
Calum smiled tiredly at you, his head lulling to the side slightly as he gripped your hand tightly in his, while his free hand picking up his bag.
âI love you Y/Nâ Calum whispered softly to you as he took a step to you, arm brushing against yours as he placed a warm kiss on your forehead.
