U+Me=<3

this aint the real author

A/N so C is sick so I, Jessica, is back to write a one shot for you bc she can't update

~muke fluff ((I think idfk))~

"Luke? Are you in here?" Michael calls out as he opens the door to Luke's apartment.

"Yeah." Luke groans so quietly that Michael barley hears it and Michael so quickly heads towards the sound of Luke's voice.

Michael and Luke go to the same university and are pretty close for 'just friends' according to a lot of classmates and friends. So when Luke wasn't in class and didn't text or tell Michael why, Michael immediately thought the worst and rushed over to Luke's as soon as his classes were done.
He finds Luke curled up in a ball of covers in his bedroom looking a bit like death.

"What's wrong baby?" Michael asks quietly as he takes a seat next to Luke's body and rubs his back.

"Pewie is dead. He died last night." Luke whispers and Michael chokes back a laugh. To clear things up, Pewie is-was Luke's goldfish that he's had since the first week of uni when Michael won the dumb fish at a carnival.

"You didn't go to class today because your fish died?" Michael asks, trying really, really hard not to laugh.

"You're making fun me." Luke whines.

"No I'm not, I'm just trying to make sense of this sweetie." Michael explains laying down next to the curled body. "Now share some of you blankets with me and we can cuddle over our loss."

Luke quickly unwraps himself from the blankets and Michael pulls them around the two of them. Michael then swiftly moved Luke so he was pressed up against him and started playing with Luke's hair in a comforting matter.
"We can get you a new fish you know." Michael said after a few minutes of silence.

"But it's not the same." Luke says shyly looking away from Michael's soft gaze upon the boy.
"What do you mean?" Michael questions, thoroughly lost and Luke flushes red.

"Well, um, Pewie was the fish you won for me at the carnival and if I just went and got a new one it wouldn't have as much meaning you know." he explains clearly embarrassed as he hides his face in the blanket.

"Oh." Michael says quietly, his face also turning a slight red color. "what if I win you a new one then?"

"Does that mean going back to the carnival?" Luke asks perking up a bit.

"Yeah, I guess it does."

"Would it ((a/n "it" autocorrected to "JT" and I about lost my shi.t laughing, ok proceed)) be a date?" Luke blurts out not really knowing what he was saying but he really did know at the same time.

"Oh, I," Michael spit outs clearing flustered and hopes that Luke can't feel how fast his heart started beating when he was asked that question. But little did Michael know that Luke's heart was also beating a bit past too fast to be normal. "I guess it could be a date. So yeah, sure it's a date."

"Cool." Luke smiles cuddling more into Michael.

"Cool." Michael echoes in response feeling like he was on top of the world (even though he just really wanted to be on top of Luke if you know what I mean.)