"Your skin is warm like an oven, your kiss is sugary sweet. Your fingers feel like cotton when you put your arms around me."
I remember when I met him.
He was the first person to accept the way I dressed; not minding that the shapes of cloth I draped over my skin prison didn't match that of my genitals.
In other words he didn't give a damn that I, a male, wore "girl" clothes.
He told me he thought it was actually quite cute and he hoped to see what other cute things I had up my sleeves.
Being me, I fell into his trap and he got his way.
Before I knew it we were always together and due to the fact I was young and naive, I actually thought he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.
He showered me with compliments and would take my side when anyone insulted me or the way I dressed.
He was like a chocolate chip cookie freshly made, warm, sweet, and familiarly comfortable.
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CAKE [Cake 5SOS Short Story]
Fanfiction"If I'm just a piece of cake, then you're just a piece of meat to me." Inspired by Melanie Martinez's song Cake. I thought of this while in the bath lmao wtf. Includes fem!Calum btw.
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