The radio would be on when Calum entered your shared apartment, and he could see a blur of someone flashing around in the kitchen in rhythm to Bon Jovi’s Living on a Prayer. He could not help the smiled that spread across his face. “Hi babe, I’m home” he called out in the stereotype singsong voice, and immediately  after he herd a soft “Oh shit” almost drowned out by the music coming from the radio. You turned the volume down and went to hug him. “You’re happy today” he stated. “Well, yes. This music makes me want to dance and it really just made me happy.” you said with so much joy in your voice that he could not help himself and kissed your lips. 

As you stood in the middle of the kitchen floor with one of Calums hands on your waist the other holding your hand.  A classic dance stance, as some cheesy song you had heard played at a wedding once, was filling the apartment. “Okay you need to hold me like this and then move like so” He tried to explain to you, as you looked down on your feet trying to get it right. Soon you looked up as Calum had detached his hand from yours and had a finger under your chin pushing slightly upwards. “You’ve also got to look at me” he smiled. “I can only do one thing at the time. This was a lot harder than you said”  was your reply. “Okay, new strategy. Step up on my feet” the smile did not leave his face. You deadpanned “Seriously?” “Yes, now do it before the song ends” You quickly stepped up and he started waltzing you around. 

You first met Calum when you were introduced to everyone who would be in your squad while being deployed in Afghanistan. He was going to be the corporal of your fire team when you went out on missions. But other than that you did not expect to be associated with the handsome man. That was until the day he came knocking on your door, asking to speak with you.

“So, solider. I read through your file” he rumbled as you gave him a quick once over, telling yourself it was to see what kind of man he was. He stood with his legs shoulder length a part, hands behind his back, but his shoulders were relaxed. You quickly decided that you liked him once you looked up to meet his dark eyes, that were swirling with something you decided to place as mischief. “Okay sir, did you find anything good?” the fake innocence you put in your voice was obvious to the both of you. You knew well what your file said about you. “Actually I did.” He lifted his eyebrows along with the smirk that curled up his lip. He knew this shocked you, cause at the start of your file it said you had “attitude problem” that just because the guy that trained you was a proper sexist dickhead. “It said that you are good at reading people and situations. So I have a proposal for you” he said calmly. That was not at all what you had expected. “Okay, and what may that be?” you questioned, now a bit unsure. “I want you to be my unofficial second in command.”

After that you two had been working constantly on tactics. And your fire team ended up being one of the best in your battalion. As you and Calum were sitting close to each other, knees touching, planning your next mission. You could not help the tingling you felt in you stomach as the young corporal stretched to his right and across you, to reach the extra satellite picture that laid there. “You ready for this mission?” he asked with a smug expression on his face. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” You sighted. These missions were never your favourite. They did not take as much time, but every time someone ended up dead, more by your hand than you would wish for. As if he could sense what you where feeling, he put a hand on your cheek and looked into your eyes. “Hey, I know its rough out there, but were all in this together.” “Dude, did you just reference High School Musical to me?” you said with a smug smile. He dropped his hand along with his head as his shoulders shook silently. “Every time I try to cheer you up..” he left the sentence hanging in the air as you let out a chuckle yourself.

As you and your other team mates fastened up in the Blackhawk helicopter, Calum came walking towards the aircraft fully equipped, and you felt your gaze lock in on him. They way he just walked too confidently, helmet under his arm and focused eyes. You could not deny the attraction you felt but, you would never dream to tell him that. “Hey, if you don’t stop staring at him, you might as well just walk up to him and kiss him.” Someone whispered in your ear. Smoothly covering up the slight hitch in your breath with a cough, you turn around to face the read headed sniper that will be joining the team especially for this mission. “Oh shut it Clifford.” You harshly whispered back, you had had a few encounters with him before this mission, and he seemed ok. Most of the time you had seen him had been in the media room, mostly on the computer writing emails, was what you guessed on. Other times you had played a few games of Need for Speed together on the outdated PS2. But you were never a fan of him being almost as good as you at judging people by their body language. “You know you love me” he said with a smirk as he leaned closer. One of the things you had learned a bout Michael, was that he could be the biggest flirt when he wanted to. But the great thing was, he always knew when to stop. “Sure I do” was your response as you turned your head, and the chapped lips of the sniper met your cheek. “Hey Clifford, keep your lips of off my solider.” You heard a slightly annoyed voice yell from the the front of the helicopter. And there was no name of endearment, but the sound of my solider from his lips sounded like heaven to you.

With your wand tucked in to your boot, and your hood safely on top of your head, you bid Ashton goodbye as you started the trip down towards the library. As you neared the doorway you heard a high pitched giggle escape the doorway, and you became weary. What it Luke had forgotten and brought another girl here? No, it could’t be.  But as you entered you saw him with his back turned, and talking to slytherin girl. A pretty one at that. That immediately brought your walls up. As you began walking up towards them you saw the girls scowl at you. This caused Luke to turn around and give you a hopefull wide eyed smile. “Well sorry to have to leave you now, but I have a study date with y/n here.” he said briskly as he laid an arm around your shoulder and whisked you away. 

“Let me guess, you don’t like her all that much?” you asked with a tiny bit of hope in your voice. You realised your mistake as you saw his signature smirk curl up around his lips. “I don’t know, whats it to you?” he looked down at you. just as you turned a corner and your eyes met in a staring contest of sorts. You never lost at staring contests. And Luke new that. “Fine, she has been bothering me about going with her to Madam Puddifoot’s Tea  Shop, but I cant stand the place, or her.” he chuckled. At this you got an idea. “What’s wrong with the tea shop?” you questioned with a raised eyebrow. Red immediately filled his cheeks. “Well, I mean.. it’s not necessarily a bad place.. I mean, I can survive, and like maybe enj..” he stopped himself as he saw the smile on your lips. “Oh god, you thought I was serious! I don’t really like it there either.” You laughed. He just pouted at you. “Come on, it was a bit funny, I mean do I look like I like it there?” “No, not really” Luke smiled.

As you settled down in front of a little desk riled up against a huge shelf of books, Luke asked smirking at you “so, what do we start with?” “I don’t know, what do you struggle with?” you asked carefully. “Everything really” he sighted. “come on, choose one” you said as you slammed a three books down on the table. “History of magic it is, but first” Luke reached over and pulled the hood down so it rested on your shoulders. “There we go” he smiled, before picking up the book and opening it. 

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Falling asleep on the couch was never really the plan. Falling asleep in the middle of the day was out of question. Usually. But today was an exception. Even if you had quit school, and the work you did wasn’t particularly exhausting, your depression only made days like this worse. Even if it was Saturday. Michael had left early for the studio, leaving you to wake up to an empty bed at 10am. Although you had gotten used to this, today was not really the day you wanted to wake up alone. But you bit your teeth together and got up and into the shower.

Your body seemed to move in slow motion. Not in any weird not normal way, but in the sense that everything seemed heavy and tiresome to move. After trying to lift your mood by shaving everything and using your favourite soap and even using the deep cure thing in your hair, you carefully stepped out of the shower. Using the special lotion Michael had bought you a few months ago you got dressed in a fresh set of pyjamas, this was one of those days.

 As you slowly wandered in to the kitchen you pulled out your phone and put some calm music on the surround system Michael had you had paid for as you first investment to the apartment together. Checking the kettle, you found that there was already water in it, but decided to reheat it. After picking out your favourite tea, and pouring the water in the huge cup you had, you wandered into the living room.

 You sighted as you saw the mess. A half eaten pizza still in the box, a few bottles and cans of beer and crumbs everywhere on the white table. Not really in the mood to bother you want to sit down on the couch before spotting the number of game controllers on the seats. Carefully putting your cup of tea down on the dirty table you gathered up the controllers and put them on the shelf beside the TV. The one you had hung up there especially for the gaming accessory.

 As you sat back down on the couch, and picking up the cup, you tuned down the music before turning on the TV, really not caring what you where watching. You set the volume on low and tried really hard to watch the ridiculous reality show about the life as a rich person.  But not long after you had finished the cup of tea, did your attention slowly start to drift away. So you decided to turn off the TV, and turned up the volume of the music just a little bit.Pulling the blanket down from the back of the couch you made yourself a little cocoon before leaning back and laying down on the couch. Your eyes slowly started to droop closed, and every time it became harder to keep them open. You stopped fighting your eyes as Demon limbs by PVRIS started playing.

 Rustling in the kitchen was the thing that woke you up. Your music had stopped, and the room was eerily quiet and you felt a bit disoriented. Then you heard the familiar humming. Michael often did that when I didn’t want to wake you up. As you opened your eyes you saw the white table was actually white, and none of the thrash was in sight. “Michael?” you called out with a slight rasp in your voice. “Damn it” he whispered lowly to himself as he entered the room.  “Sorry I woke you up sweetheart.” The little endearing smile his mouth formed, made your heart swell a bit. “Thank you for cleaning up” You tiredly smiled up at him. “Eh, it was my mess anyway” Michael shrugged as he reached out for your hand. “Where are we going?” you mused as he laced your fingers together and began pulling you up. “We are going to the bedroom, before you hurt your neck even more by sleeping on the couch.” He laughed.

Michael for sure x

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