Full Plate, Don’t Wait

You know what? I’m not even gonna caption this. It doesn’t need one. 

‘My job’s not to serve people like you.’

‘My job’s not to serve people like you.’

to make him uncomfortable. and she doesn’t bring it up, but she also can’t shake it out of her mind, so she becomes clumsy around him again, being all nervous and bumping into people in the street or hitting herself with cupboard doors or dropping things, until Cal asks like what’s happening to her and she just blurts it out making him all smiley and finally confessing out loud, to her face, just to hear these word come back goodbye i’ll go and cry now 2/2

Calum has been back for a couple of weeks and a curtain of bliss falls over both of you. Those two weeks are filled with intimate moments and relearning every part of each other. Late night talks turn to early morning heavy eyes and watching light from sunrise streak through half closed blinds. Your head rests against his chest and your eyes remain closed, it’d been a night with little talking, only enough to call out each other’s names and tell each other what you wanted. His arms keep you pressed against him and you listen to his even breathing, assuming he’s fallen asleep. You’re halfway gone, sinking into slumber with the easy beat of his heart accompanying you, when his fingers very lightly trail up your arm. You don’t move. Too tired to respond.

He sighs and his hand comes to settle on you.

He mumbles and you almost don’t put the words together but when you finally manage to it’s all you can hear in your mind for the rest of the night and well into the morning.

“I’m so in love with you.”

***

The next few days send your nerves into overdrive, wonder eating away at you. You don’t know if he said the words just to test them out when he thought you were sleeping. If he said them because he truly and fully meant them. If he said them and regretted them. You find yourself in hyper drive and unable to stay steady around him once more. You trip over upturned corners of rugs and whack your elbows into doorknobs because he’s behind you and his presence is overwhelming. He stays quiet when these instances happen, his usual teasing demeanor replaced with concerned gazes and kisses to all the spots afflicted from your less than graceful composure. It’s not until you fall and bruise your knees that he speaks up.

“What’s got you so worked up, sweetheart?”

You don’t think you can answer him honestly, don’t want to bring it up first, convinced he thought you were asleep and didn’t hear his words. So you settle for a shrug and an undecided shake of the head. “I don’t know.”

“You seem nervous. Am I making you nervous?” He asks and tugs on the hem of your shirt to bring you closer.

“No,” you half life. It’s not exactly him, it’s more so his words.

“Sweetheart…” he trails off, knowing you’re hiding something.

You can’t keep the words in anymore. Can’t keep tripping and stumbling around him because you’re so unsure. You have to let it out. And you do, in one big rush that you’re sure can’t be coherent.

“Are you really in love with me? Because I heard you say it a few nights ago but you didn’t sound sure and then you didn’t bring it up again and it’s okay if you’re not but I’d really like to know because I’m in love with you and-“

He cuts you off, cups your face in his hands, smile touching his warm eyes. You’re breathless from your tangent when he kisses you. He doesn’t linger long, too excited to fathom not saying the words.

“Of course I’m in love with you sweetheart. I just didn’t wanna rush you.”

You pull him back in and melt into every touch he offers you. Air is obsolete when his lips are pressed to yours, heart exploding and mind calming. When you do finally pull away for a moment you ask him one more time.

“Say it again?”

“I love you sweetheart.”

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A/N: First of all, just look at that dude’s face. Wow, #art. Second, this fic is 100% inspired by Banana Pancakes by Jack Johnson (hence the title) go listen to it!! It’s so fluffy and a whole ass dreAm. Third, this is my first fluff ooooof. Hope it’s good cause it hurt me.

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“You’re my little lady. Lady, lady, love me, ‘cause I love to lay here lazy. We could close the curtains, pretend like there’s no world outside”

Luke had come back from tour only four days ago and refused to let Y/N out of his sight. Everywhere she went, he’d tag along wanting to spend as much time together as they could. She couldn’t complain, Y/N had missed Luke just as much and possibly more. While Luke had been traveling the world with his best friends doing what he loved, Y/N had been stuck at home, school not even giving her the option of going on tour with the band for a little.

The only time they had together was when his tour brought him back to her city for one night until they were off again to play somewhere else. Y/N thought that over the course of her two year relationship with Luke she would have gotten used to him having to leave, yet saying goodbye to him made her feel like her heart was ripping in pieces every time.

Y/N would come home every day to an empty house with just Petunia for company. She counted the days until Luke would be back. She was unbelievably happy for him to live his dream but she wanted nothing more than to open the door somedays and see his face.

He’d give her that smile that he always did when she’d come home from a long day of work and school. Luke would walk over to Y/N and wrap his arms around her, the height difference just perfect so that she fits right under his chin. He’d give her forehead a kiss before he’d move them to the couch and pull her into his side while they each recount their day for the other.

The tour had lasted over three months and now that Y/N had finished with her finals and Luke was back, with nothing planned, they couldn’t wait for the few months of peace they’d have. They had to go through the process of learning how to function together once more, and although at times it was difficult, Y/N wouldn’t have it any other way.

The alarm on Y/N’s phone goes off at 8:00 am waking both her and Luke up with its tone. Disgruntled, she opens her eyes, mentally going through her to-do list to start her morning. Y/N had a morning full of errands that she’d been putting off for days. Now, they were officially running low on food and also knew that if she looked in the corner of the room she’d see a basket of overflowing laundry. She had no choice but to get to work.

The sound of rain hitting the window dampened the mood even more than she thought possible. “Great, another reason to not get out of bed” she thought to herself, imagining how nice it would be to stay warm in bed with her man. Looking over at Luke, Y/N sees the pallor of his skin and the bags under his eyes even in rest. Seeing how exhausted he was from tour taking its toll on his sleep and wellbeing, Y/N decided to let him sleep a couple more hours. Four days clearly not enough to recover from the three months of extensive travel.

Trying to be as gentle as possible as to not wake Luke with her movements, Y/N slowly begins to unravel the sheets to get up. Her lower body being intertwined with his making her extra careful. With her legs finally free, she moves to get up before she feels a hand snake around her waist.

“Where ya going?” she heard Luke grumble, his voice thick and gravelly from sleep. “I have to get up.” Y/N said sadly while trying to unhook his arm from her waist. Luke held on tight refusing to let her get up. She wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with Luke but she knew that there was a lot to do. “I’m just gonna run to the store, but you sleep baby. I’ll be back soon, okay?” she added, planning to finish her errands as fast as possible to have the evening free with him. “Stay.” Luke whined softly as he tried to pull Y/N closer to him.

Not wanting to continue the conversation so that Luke could fall back asleep, Y/N tells him “I promise I’ll be back by the time you’re awake.” She looks back and brushes her fingers through his curls, scratching his head to soothe him back to sleep. “I don’t want to sleep without you,” he told her causing her will power to crumble little by little. How could she refuse him when he sounded so desperate and sweet? “I know, baby, but we need food and we’ve let the house become a zoo over the past few days.”

Rolling over, Luke opens his eyes and looks at the clock on the bedside table that reads 8:10 am. Why she set the alarm for so early, he didn’t know. “There’s no rush to do this at 8 am, Y/N. Come back to bed and in a few hours we can do everything together. Look, it’s even raining right now. There’s no need to go outside.” he says, trying to persuade her. “What about breakfast? We don’t have anything left.” she told him still sitting up in bed so that she can leave.

Luke pulls her to him again and this time she allows herself to fall back with him. He was right, nothing was going to happen if she leaves it for a few more hours. Spending these early mornings were all she wanted with Luke. “I saw pancake mix yesterday and there’s still bananas on the counter.” he responded, knowing her favorite breakfast food.

Her eyes lit up, she snuggled deeper into his side and asked “Are you going to make me banana pancakes?” Luke looked down and saw Y/N’s excited smile. His eyes roved over her face, slowly taking in her features in the early morning light. All those nights in hotel rooms and the only thing he could dream about was taking her in his arms.

He couldn’t put in words how hard it was to be away from Y/N but everyday he pushed through it. The boys saw how it affected him when their partners came to visit when Luke hadn’t seen Y/N in months. Although the situation sucked and he knew that she was feeling everything he was, Luke couldn’t be more grateful for her supporting him when he knew that others could’ve not understood the demands of tour. Having her in his arms again, he never wanted her to leave.

“Anything for my lady,” he answered while throwing his arms around her waist again, gathering her close to him while shutting his eyes against the morning light. “Your lady?” Y/N chuckled at the name but blushed, warming her heart. “Mhmm. I just wanna sleep in, lay here lazy with my beautiful lady, and make her banana pancakes later. Let’s forget about the world today, wake up slow. How does that sound?” he whispered in her ear, soft exhales coming out of his body.

Y/N put her head on Luke’s chest as she felt his arms tighten around her. She could hear his heartbeat and it made her close her eyes in joy because that sound meant they were together. Lying in bed with no plans and having his arms wrapped around her, she felt at peace. Almost asleep, she breathes out “It sounds perfect.”

Before losing the battle against the call to sleep, Luke tells her softly “I love you.” It was loaded with every emotion he felt over the past three months of missing her. He was back for a while and all he wanted to do was spend time loving her. Thinking that she had already succumbed to the arms of rest, he turns his head to finally go back to sleep until he hears a whispered “I love you too.” He feels his heart ease with her words as he slowly smiles, falling a little more in love.

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