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(*dies from cuteness*)once again a fic where they get high whoops, anywho title is from with confidence

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(*dies from cuteness*)
once again a fic where they get high whoops, anywho title is from with confidence. (rlly awesome band okay enjoy)
ALSO HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
(haha update now i can make a valentine reference)
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twilightomlinson  (archive of our own)
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Summary:
Where Michael and Calum get high in an abandoned warehouse and fuck each other until they're weak. 
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Michael had a blunt in his hand and a silky bomber jacket slipping off his shoulders the more he danced.  The music was so loud that he couldn't even hear his own racing thoughts and his eyes tinted with brown shadow as they were slipped closed. He was in pure bliss, this being his second joint and he has never felt more alive. Though it seemed awfully too cold to be in an abandoned warehouse with nothing but one jacket and combat boots, the concern was ripped from his mind when Calum suggested they would hang here for a few hours and get high.  Listening to Only U and moving his hips in coordination to the song and lip syncing the lyrics with a smile, Michael danced through the smoke filled warehouse.

He was completely oblivious to the gaze that was held on him by his best friend who smoked from the bowl, sitting on the mattress. He let himself get lost in the feeling, his mind in his own world. 

"I fucking love it when you dress like this," Calum spoke up, his sweet voice slightly raspy and Michael opened his eyes, bringing the joint to his lips that were painted with a matte pink. He beamed, though Calum couldn't see as the older boy took Michael by the hips so their bodies were as close as possible. The feeling brought warmth through the both of them and Michael tilted his head back to exhale. The smoke danced around their heads, adding to the foggy room. Their hips danced with the music and Michael was living. "You're perfect." 

"Thank you," Michael whispered back, his cheeks blazing red and it wasn't blush because Michael isn't a huge blush person. Michael felt soft lips behind his ear and he bit back a smile before turning around. Calum stared down at him, chocolate eyes focusing on the beautiful boy below him and Michael didn't know how much Calum adored him.

"I'm happy we're finally together again."  Calum agreed with a nod, causing Michael to smile once again and the Maori boy smiled back small. "I missed you awfully," Michael mumbled, wrapping his arms around Calum's next and going on his toes so their faces were even across each other.

"We see each other everyday, babe," Calum spoke back with a smile, his thumbs rubbing on Michael's hips and the younger boy couldn't focus on just one thing Calum was doing and it was all driving him crazy. Michael bit his lips, forgetting the joint between his fingers as Calum seemed to as well his chocolate eyes focusing on the blond's pink lips and emerald eyes. 

"I know," Michael answered, his fingers running through Calum's soft brown hair and he pursed his lips. "I just miss us together, like this. Miss smoking together, dancing," Michael muttered and he turned around with his back slightly arched to poke out his bum that was lightly pressed at Calum's crotch. He pursed his lips to his a cocky smile swaying his hips to the beat and bringing the blunt to his lips. Calum breathed out, completely fascinated by the boy who's hips worked perfectly against him. His big hands laid on his best friend's hips as they moved, bringing Calum even closer to arousal.  Michael spun around as the chorus started, and he dropped the rest of his joint on the floor, letting it die out. "I miss your body," Michael whispered, going back on his toes but Calum already picked him up and spun him around in a rush, dropping Michael onto the big mattress next to a night table and the small boy smiled and bit his lip. The song switched as Calum went on his knees, his shirt thrown off onto the hard floor that didn't compare to what was in his pants.  He looked into Michael's eyes, letting the boy start to take off his bomber jacket and toss it over. The boy was breathtaking, pretty makeup on his pretty face. Calum seeing his best friend like this is his favorite thing. Blown forest eyes that are filled with lust and need, plump parted lips, chest rising and falling. 

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