SugarDaddy!Cal Pt. 8
Okay, okay I know this is long over due and I’m sorry. At first it was cause of school, but then I started binge watching on Netflix all day yesterday, but this is extra long and cute and angsty. Keep in mind that half of this was written at two in the morning after I was done crying from finishing the last episode of 13 reasons why. (Yall needa go watch that shit) I hope you guys enjoy the chapter, y'all know I need 100 notes for part 9 and leave feedback💕
One more thing…Ik it probably doesn’t make sense but I’m gonna pretend like this takes place after like a month from the last time they met.
**WARNING**: Nothing really, just a make out and a small mention of masturbation.
“Cal, can you not.” You snorted as he tried to squeeze into the tight fitting top you picked out not too long ago.
“I can get in it, I swear.” He grunted while attempting to get the small shirt over his shoulder.
He had took you shopping once again and as always he came into the dressing room with you. This particular time, however, Calum got so bored he decided to try on clothes as well. You didn’t have a problem with that, but he could at least try on something in his size.
“You’re gonna rip it.” You laughed.“ Then you’ll have to buy it just to throw away.”
“I’m going to get in this shirt, Y/N.”
“Oh my God.” You began to laugh harder at his determination, deciding to try on another article of clothing for your sake.“ I think these shorts are gonna make my ass pop.”
“It already pops, Y/N. Your ass is fucking perfect.” He absentmindedly complimented you.
“Take off the shi-”
“I got it!” He yelled once he finally got the top onto his body, throwing his hands up in the air in excitement.
It was quiet as you both heard the sound of fabric tearing. You placed your hand over your mouth to stifle your laughter and Calum’s cheeks slowly flushed pink.