panties [ muke ]

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    michael checks the clock over and over. it seemed as if time was frozen, but the clock kept tick tick ticking. 9:00 couldn't come fast enough.

    he paced his room, occasionally looking out of his window to see what and how luke was doing, even though he had texted him only an hour before.

    for two hours and twenty eight minutes (but who's counting?) michael busies himself by playing games on his phone, showering, checking uo on luke every now and then, and (attempting to) tidy his room a bit. it was quite a strenuous task though, as his room looked like the aftermath of an F5 tornado.  it took him some time, but he could finally see his floor again and that was enough for him.

    at 8:00, michael started getting ready. he took a shower, shaved, and put on some cologne. he wanted to look and smell his best for his baby boy.he put on a black tank-top and black skinny jeans (black on black was 'in' now, apparently).

    michael had his shoes on and was out the door by 8:50, giving him plenty of time to get his car and drive across the street to luke's appartment complex.

    when michael arrieved at appartment 17D, he softly knocked on the door, so he wouldn't startle luke. nothing could've prepared him for what he saw when the door opened, though.

    there luke was, in all his beauty, wearing a black t-shirt with words imprinted on it, but michael couldn't quite make out what it said because luke was wearing fucking shorts. his smooth slender legs were on display for everyone to see.

    "michael?" luke giggled, waving his hand in front of michael's face. "oh, good. you're alive. i thought that you'd never return to earth and that i'd have to go to the club alone." luke fake-pouted.

    "uh, sorry. you look, uh, stunning to say the least." michael wanted to punch himself in the face for tripping over his words, he was making himself look like an absolute idiot.

    luke blushed and thanked michael. once luke made sure his door was locked, he slipped on his converse and the pair headed out into the night.

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    the bass of the music filled the air, the bright flashing lights shone on lukes skin, making him glow a light blue color. (this sounds weird but it's bc the lights are blue ok)

    "do you want to grab a drink?" michael shouted over the music.

    "what?"

    michael rolled his eyes and grabbed lukes hand, pulling him towards the bar -where the music isn't as deafening- and grabbed two seats.

    a bartender approached the two, asking for their orders, michael ordered for the both of them.

    "a virgin pina colada and 3 shots, please."

    the bartender nodded, preparing the drinks quickly. when luke got his, he was plesantly surprised to find that his drink was just like a pineapple milkshake. he looked to his right to see michael downing his third shot, his face scunched up at the bitter taste of the clear liquid.

    "are you usually this much of a drinker?" luke questioned, but michael didn't hear him. instead, he got out of his seat and pulled luke to the dance floor, shouting "i love this song!".

    michael pulled luke close, swaying his hips against the younger boy's- attempting to grind with him. luke wasn't too sure, though.

    "c'mon lukey, let loose!" michael spun luke in a little circle.

    luke giggled and nodded, giving in and swaying to the beat of the music with michael.

-

    four songs and five shots later, michael was drunk out of his mind. he didn't mind, though. he was having a great time with luke, even though there wasn't much talking involved.

    michael was about to order another drink when he felt the urge to go to the bathroom. he hadn't been all night, and with the amount he's been drinking, he's about to explode.

    "i'm gonna use the loo" michael says loudly over the music, hoping that luke hears him. he gets a nod in return from the blonde boy, and he gets out of his seat and pushes his way to the back, towards the bathrooms.

    once michael had finished his buisness, he began washing his hands, but he couldn't focus. his head was spinning and nothing made sense.  he felt like he was floating and sinking at the same time. nothing made sense.

    just as fast as the feeling was there, it was gone. he couldn't remember why he was at a club or what time it was. all he knew was that he wanted to go home. he left the bathroom and shoved his way through all of the hot sweaty bodies towards the exit. he took a deep breath of the cool night air and pulled out his phone, checking the time. 11:24 p.m.

    he pulled a cigarette out of his back pocket, and began walking home.

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