Michael kept his hand behind Luke's neck, kissing his lover in a hungrily manner. Micha kept his belly sucked in since it would be hanging down if he didn't and he wouldn't want Luke to see it. Michael kissed his way down Luke's bare chest and abs, jealous of his boyfriend's perfect body. Although Luke thought Michael was perfect, Michael hated his belly so much. But, he couldn't seem to get rid of it. Luke palmer Michael through his boxers and Michael let out a moan, he forgot to keep his belly sucked in and it hung down, breaking the button on his jeans and it hit Luke in the stomach. "Ow." He mumbled and Michael went wide eyed. "Shit, Lukey I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" Michael asked frantically, a dark red blush appearing on his cheeks and tears welling in his eyes. "Babe, I'm fine." Luke assured him and Michael sat next to him, letting out a small whimper as tears fell. "My fucking button popped off and hit you!" He sobbed and Luke sat up, bringing him into his chest. "It's okay babe. It happens to people all the time." Luke cooed and rubbed Michael's back, calming the black haired boy down a little so his sobs became little hiccups and sniffles. "I'm so fat and gross." He sniffled, "Hey, you're perfect." Luke corrected and kissed Michael hard on the lips, resuming their makeout session.
