luke awoke the next morning in michael's arms.
he turned his head to see michael still sleeping.
flashbacks from the night before flew through luke's head, making his heart flutter once more. he was falling. hard.
"mikey, wake up." luke said, sitting up.
michael didn't budge.
"michael. please get your ass up." luke said, shaking michael.
michael groaned, rolling over on his stomach. "go back to sleep, luke. it's too early."
luke reached over michael, grabbing and unplugging his phone. "it's 11:22." he said. "now get up."
"it's saturday. anything before twelve is too early. now go back to sleep with me." michael said, holding out his arm.
"it's almost twelve. please get up. i'm hungry." luke begged.
"okay. only because you're cute." michael said, sitting up.
"yay!" luke said excitedly.
michael pulled luke onto his lap, kissing his head. luke wrapped his arms around michael, snuggling into his neck.
"i'm sorry about last night." luke said, kissing michael's neck.
"for what? you didn't do anything, angel." michael told him.
"the panic attack." luke said sadly.
"luke, no. you couldn't help that. i'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable. i know my limits now." michael said, rubbing his back.
"can we eat now?" luke asked.
"yes. what do you want?" michael asked.
"food." luke replied.
"okay, smartass. let's go downstairs." michael said, laughing.
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angels//muke
Fanfiction"you probably hate me, don't you? it's okay. i heard angels are beautiful. maybe i'll become one. maybe then, someone will finally love me." *lowercase intended* credits to @texting_5sos on twitter for this description.
