anonymous asked: Calum Hood Imagine? Whatever you come up with. I just love your writing <3. Btw, you look gorg on your avatar. A/N: anon messages like that make me melt!
Finally, Christmas day is here. I always loved Christmas, ever since I was a little child. But my love for Christmas doubled up, since last year, when Calum and I got married on Christmas day. The ceremony was like a fairytail; everythinh was snow themed and I still get chills whenever I think of the moment the priest pronounced us ‘husband & wife’ .
“Mrs Hood, are you ready for our Christmas slash first anniversary dinner party? Wow, you look gorgeous babygirl…” He says, leaning on the door frame of our built-in closet. I smile from ear to ear and do a spin, giving him full view of my curve hugging red dress. “Fuck… And all of that is mine…” He chuckles and pulls me into a hug. His hand is inching down my waist and gently squeezes on my butt. “Don’t start baby. We’ll have people over in a few.” I whisper, tracing down his chin with my thumb. He leaves a soft kiss on my sweetspot underneath my ear, enough to make me moan quietly. “I have to go check on the food, Cal.” I say, trying to contain myself. He humms a response, before he takes a step back from me, his arms still on my waist.
“Mali texted methat they are going to be here in a few. Do you need any help?” “Nah babe.. I got it.” “Oh come on… Let me just set the table..” He says, giving me a peck on the forehead.
[DURING THE DINNER] “Son, you got yourself a great cook. And she has the looks too.” Calum’s dad compliments me, raising his glass. Calum smirks and I smile, taking a bite of my food. “She is the best.” He replies simply, kissing the back of my hand. “Happy 1st year anniversary!!” Mali cheers. Everyone joins her, raising their glasses and wishing us the best. Calum runs his thumb across the back of my hand, making me smile.
“Any plans on making us grandparents anytime soon?” My father asks, looking at us hopefully. I lay my fork on my plate, preparing myself for the upcoming conversation. “Mr [Y/L/N]. I am afraid that we will disappoint you. (Y/N) and I has discuss this and we agreed that we are not ready to start a family.” “But son, that’s the reason people get married..” His father interrupts him. I feel my gut twist and turn, like every other time we have this conversation. “Dad, I am touring. And (Y/N) is on the peak of her career. We can’t raise a child like that. I want to be there for my kid, like you were for me” Calum says, his voice calm but showing how serious he is about that subject. Everyone, and first of all, me, turn to our plates and continue our meal quietly.
[LATER THAT NIGHT]
“(Y/N) do you think that what I think about us having a child is not logical?” Calum asks me as I get under the covers. He keeps and arm open so I can lay on his bare chest, as I do every night since we first slept together. I find something therapeutic and calming in his warm skin and light scent and as he says, my soft breath while I sleep are his favorite lullaby. I lay on his chest and take a deep breath of his cologne and his natural skin scent. “I believe that what you said was right at some points. But really Calum, I don’t want to discuss this again…” “But we have to, (Y/N). I am not the only person that has to take decisions in this marriage.” “If you want us to talk about it, then it’s time you hear it. What if you never stop touring? Your band is going great and your fans keep on multiplying… We don’t know if this life will ever end….” I say, sitting up. He stares at me, his mouth open. “And don’t tell me that you will quit. Cause I won’t believe this for even a second.” I say, almost with one breath. “I didn’t say anything…” He defends himself. “Let’s just stop this Cal. I don’t want to spend our first anniversary fighting.” I say, calming my voice, as I get under the duvet.
[2 MONTHS LATER] “Hey… What’s up with you? I know you miss my brother but we are out for shopping now so please don’t be lost in your thoughts and have some fun with me.” Mali says, snapping me out of my thoughts. “It’s not that..” “Then what is it? You can tell me everything (Y/N). She says,pulling me into a hug. I sigh. "Remember that fight I told you about… The one we had after our anniversary dinner?” “it wasn’t exactly a fight. And please don’t tell me that after 2 months you decided you want a divorce because of that one fight. Calum loves you, you mean the..” “I am 5 weeks pregnant. And I don’t know what to do, Mali..” I interrupt her. I whisper the last part, my voice cracking. “…World to him… Wait. What? You are pregnant ? Are you sure?” She asks me. “I double checked it. I am pregnant. And my husband doesn’t want children.”
[3 WEEKS LATER] I still haven’t told Calum that we are expecting. I can’t… At least not through a video call, phone call or text. But I have no more excuses. Calum is going to be back from tour for 2 weeks, just for a small break. I have to tell him, we need more than ever to have this discussion.
I ssit on the couch, resting my hands on my stomach. I am not even showing, nothing more than that anyone can mistaken for a bloating. But I know something is in there. I’ve seen it, I’ve even heard its heartbeat. I can’t help but picture it; a mini-me or mini Calum, sleeping peacefully on Calum’s chest, with a thumb between the lips. Or a little later, running on the backyard. I really wish it’s a girl… A miniature me with my eyes and Calum’s lips, wearing pretty onesies and headbands… But a boy would be perfect too. Playing football with Cal and videogames with Michael.
“Babygirl…” I hear Calum’s voice snapping me out of my daydream. I clutch my stomach instictively. “Calum, you scared the shit out of me..” I whimper. “Seriously, you didn’t hear me getting in?” He giggles, approaching me for a hug. I bury myself in his arms and chest, taking deep breaths of his perfume. “I was just in my own little world..” I mumble, feeling anxious but kind of relieved that he is finally here. “Do I have a place in this little world of yours?” He asks, pecking on my forehead with his warm, chapped lips and strumming my waist with his thumb. “Depends…” “Depends on what, babygirl…?” He asks, almost humming against my skin. I can tell he is tired, but I am tired too, and not just physically. “On the conversation we are about to have.” I say, motioning him to sit on the couch. “What’s going on, princess?” “Look Calum, I know where exactly you stand on the whole having children issue. But..” “(Y/N), you knew since the moment we tied the knot that I don’t want children while I am still touring…” “I know that…” I try to continue but he keeps on rumbling. “So if you changed your mind…” “I am pregnant.” I say calmly, closing my eyes. I take a couple of deep breaths, the exact seconds it takes him to stop. “What did you just say?” He asks. Usually, I can tell if he is mad or calm or detect how he feels by listening to his voice, but right now I don’t have neither the energy nor the mood to analyze him. “I said, I am pregnant. 2 months far in 3 days. And, as you can really understand we have to reevaluate where we stand on this whole having children thing. And don’t you dare tell me to get an abortion because I swear I am going to cut your head off.” “You are pregnant….” He states, standing up.. I can tell he is panicked, as he paces up and down the room, running his fingers through his hair. “I am, Calum…” I assure him, one more time. “I need a minute.” He says, walking towards the door.
[Calum’s POV] Walking towards my parents’ house wasn’t really the best idea. Many fans saw me and asked for pictures. I just need a minute to myself, some freaking time to think. I knock on the door, hoping that I find someone to talk to. I need some comfort and some guidence. “Hey Cal… What are you doing in here? I thought that you and (Y/N) would visit us tomorrow cause you wanted to spend some time together.” Mali greets me, hugging me. “That was the plan..” I say, shrugging my shoulders as I get in the house. “What’s going on? Is (Y/N) alright?” She asks, taking a seat on the couch. “No… (Y/N) is alright… I guess…” “You guess? Calum, what the hell is going on?” Mali asks worried. “I guess (Y/N) got pregnant…” I sigh running my fingers through my hair. She slaps the back of my head, getting me off guard. “You idiot.. First of all, she didn’t get pregnant all by herself. You kinda helped her. Andsecond, what the hell is wrong with you? Why are you even here? Your freaking wife is pregnant with your baby and you are not there?” “Mali, we are not ready to become parents…” “You… You are not ready to be a parent. You never asked her if she was or if she wants to become a mother. You decided you didn’t want children while touring. And she went along with it because she loves you. And too bad you are not ready, because my niece or nephew is joining soon. Now get your ass to your house, or else I am going to shove your head up your ass. Get it, Hood?” She looks dead serious, she even has my t-shirt balled in her fist. “Oi… I got it…” I say, surrendering.
[Y/N’s POV] I lay on our bed, my eyes refusing to shut. “Fucking hell…” I curse and turn for the millionth time the last hour. “Can you not curse in front of my child? ” I hear Calum’s voice from the door of our bedroom. “I didn’t notice you in there.” I say, sitting up against the header. “You seem to be absentminded today…” He chuckles, sitting on the bed. “I have my reasons…” I say, as he climbs towards me. “I am sorry I left like that…” “It’s ok. I kinda expected it.” “You expected me going out?” “I expected much worst to be honest…” “Like what?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. “I was prepared for a divorce…” “The day we got married, I promised that I will never leave you, no matter what. Through sickness and health. Through thick and thin. Through good times and bad times. Whether rich or poor. And there would be no power on this universe that would force me to be away from you. Remember that?” “I do. But you were clear about the whole having children thing, even before we got married…” “Then I hould have been more careful. Look, you were right; I might never stop touring. But I want to have a family with you. And I might not be ready to become a fatheryet,but I have 7 more months to prepare and a whole life ahead of me to become the best dad ever.” “You are such an asshole Hood. Making a pregnant woman all emotional…” I ay, trying to hold my ears from falling. He brings me to his chest and kisses my temple with his soft, plump lips. “I know… Now I need you to sleep… I need my girls to be well-rested.” “We don’t know if it’s a girls yet…” I say, as he pulls me laying on his chest. “It’s a girl. I can sense it. ” He says, putting a hand on my tummy.
[9 MONTHS LATER]
I wake up, surprisingly not by the cries of my 3-month old baby girl. I turn to my side and see that my husband of 2-years tomorrow is not there. I turn to the baby monitor and check on the small screen that shows the crib where Iris sleeps, but I see no one. I get up from the bed and slip inside my silky romp. I slowly walk to the nursery room, knowing that probably my 2 biggest loves are together.
I crack the door open and see Calum with Iris in his arms, rocking her back & forth sleepily. “Cal, what are you doing?” I ask, smiling at the sight. “She woke up and I didn’t want to wake you up.” He says, yawning. “Ok, but she is asleep now. Why didn’t you come back?” “I was afraidto put her down… What if I wake her up or break her?” “Hood, you are a father for almost 3 months and you still worry?” “Honestly, I don’t think I will ever stop.” He says, looking down at our sleeping daughter. I approach him and take the baby from his arms carefully, not to wake her up. I put her back in her crib and cover her small body with her soft blanet. Calum stands right next to me, his arm snaked around my waist and his lips resting on my shoulder. “And to think that exactly a year ago, I didn’t want kids. How stupid was I?” “A lot. But that’s another subject to discuss. Let’s go now. Let her rest… Maybe, get her dad lucky tonight.” I whisper, pecking on his chest. “We have the dinner to prepare in the morning…” He groans but I can really feel his boner against my stomach. “That didn’t really stop us last year…” I whisper, pulling him in for a kiss. “Merry Christmas babe!” He murmurs against my lips. “Happy anniversary my love.” I whisper, pulling him towards our bedroom.
1) Ice Box Canyon, Red Rock Canyon Nevada
2) Peter Iredale ship wreck, Fort Stevens State Park Oregon
3) Oneonta Gorge, Columbia river Gorge, Oregon
4) Bean and Bear Lakes, Superior hiking trail Northern Minnesota
5) Horsetail Falls, Columbia River Gorge, Oregon
6) Mt Hood at night, Near Government Camp Oregon
7) Patong beach, Thailand
8) Canal Park, Duluth, Minnesota
9) Metloka Falls, Columbia River Gorge, Oregon
10) Oneonta Gorge, Columbia River Gorge, Oregon
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