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It’s been four weeks since you admitted their feelings for Callum, two since they officially started dating - once he got his head out of his ass.
It was strange, the new dinamic between the two of them. Callum felt as if he were walking on eggshells constantly; thinking harder than normal, being acutely aware of each and everything he did, trying to make their new situation as normal as possible.
Yet, he couldn’t get it right. He was still nervous to touch you, kisses felt awkward and don’t even get him started on being intimate - it’s not that he didn’t want to, he was just so nervous to mess up. Their relationship changed so drastically in such a short amount of time, Callum didn’t want to mess up and lose you completely.
His nervousness, unbeknownst to Callum, was doing exactly what he feared - causing him to mess up.
It was late one weekend, Callum had invited you over to binge one of their many favorite shows. His arm was wrapped comfortably around you’s shoulder as you cuddled into his side, the pair quietly enjoying each others company until Callum felt you shift, their lips peppering kisses across his cheek and jaw line, slowly making their way down to his neck.
Callum froze, his face reddening almost immediately and he shifted away, nervously looking at you - he could see *that* look in their eyes, only heightening his nervousness, mixing with the warm pang of arousal that pooled in his lower stomach.
“W-Whatcha doing?” He laughed, trying to sound casual as he swallowed the lump in his throat, his hands resting on his thighs, gripping at his jeans.
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