This was inspired by Mum's cooking that Writeroftomorrow is writing. It's like the fluffiest thing, read it!!! I didn't know what to title this so it's gonna be called Muke!
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Luke
I woke up and got dressed quickly, going outside for Michael who was probably waiting for me, but he wasn't there.
"Mikey if you're trying to scare me I swear!" I laughed, but I heard no response or saw the now black haired idiot I call my boyfriend. I shrugged to myself and walked to school, knowing I was gonna visit Michael at his house after school of he wasn't there.
Which he wasn't in any classes or at the lunch table, so I paid him a little visit. I knocked on the door and a pale, red nosed, scruffy Michael answered the door. He was only wearing my Nirvana tshirt and pink boxers, he had little crumbs on his face from God knows what and sniffled constantly.
"So that's where that went." I chuckled and gestured to my shirt, that made the outline of his little pudgy belly slightly visible.
"Well, you left it here and I saw it so I grabbed it." He hoarsley chuckled before coughing into his elbow, he moved aside so I could walk in.
"You must be really sick." I smiled as I looked at the mess of a living room, several blankets were scattered around the room as well as a couple pillows, a waist bin was half full with tissues and some were next tobit, guessing he missed when trying to throw it in. He groaned as he flopped himself down onto the couch, huffing when he did so.
"What hurts babe?" I asked and he just groaned, I put my hand on his tummy and rubbed it slightly, making him moan.
"My belly really hurts and my nose is all stuffy and my throats kinda sore." He sniffled, he shut his eyes and I took my hand off as he replaced it with his arm and turned onto his side, hugging his tummy.
"You have any meds?" I asked and he coughed slightly.
"Yeah...they're on the...ooh...Shit...coffee table." He maoned, pausing as his belly gargled slightly. I picked up the purple box and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"Mikey, this is only for your throat and nose. Where's the meds for your tummy?" I asked and saw a red blush appear on his cheeks, I knew what he did, I just needed to hear it.
"Alright what did you do?" I chuckled and he blushed a darker red. I saw the empty pizza box wedged in between the couch and wall, I pulled it out and held it out to him.
"I kinda......ate too much." He blushed and I rolled my eyes, putting the box down and kissing his red nose, making him sneeze afterwards.
"Scoot over sicky." I chuckled and he moved over so I could sit down and he put his upper body on my lap.
I rubbed his pudgy tummy to dull down his tummyache and he cuddled into me, nuzzling his head into my neck and his warm breath giving me slight goosebumps. "Try and sleep okay?" I smiled and pecked his cheek.
"Sounds like a plan." He smiled and his nasally snores echoed the room in seconds. I brushed some black hairs out of his eyes with my free hand and kissed his templee, pulling him into my chest and holding him tight.
