kitten || muke au

twenty-nine

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michael woke up in luke's bed, an empty pizza box on the floor and a naked luke hemmings sleeping next to him. (goals, fucking goals)

the bright haired boy sleepily rubbed his eyes and crawled in closer to luke.

instinctively, the older boy wrapped his arms around michael, pulling him in close and slowly waking up.

the younger boy was on his stomach, loving the way luke's arms felt around him.

michael loved mornings like this. they were quiet and peaceful and he really didn't want this week to end.

"morning, kitten." luke said in a raspy voice.

"good morning." michael responded, breathing in luke's scent and sighing contently.

they laid in silence for awhile, luke's breath slow and steady.

the blond kissed michael on his head, keeping his head there to smell michael's vanilla scented hair. michael laughed softly, the action tickled him.

"should we get ready to meet up with my friend now? we could have chocolate croissants or something."

michael nods sleepily, and luke pushes off the mattress. the older boy rubs his eyes and yawns.

"get up, then, baby." he cooed softly, rubbing michael's back gently.

michael rolled over in bed, and luke took the chance to climb on top of him.

he was so perfect, luke realized. he was so beautiful and his smile was gorgeous. and his nose was beyond adorable and his eyes... you could get lost in them. don't get luke started about how his ears looked even perkier that morning, and how his messy hair looked adorable on him.

"why does bedhead look so good on you?" luke cooed, kissing michael's neck.

the pink-haired boy giggled softly.

luke kissed up to michael's jaw, eventually kissing his lips.

"luke..." michael whispered against his lip ring.

"mmm?"

"I... I love you."

luke's lips froze on the corner of michael's lips.

he pulled away suddenly, a sort of warm glow on his face.

"I love you, too, kitten."

michael's heart lifted up to the ceiling. no, past that.

luke loves him.

they shared a fiery kiss, lips colliding suddenly.

"I love you." michael whispered. those three words felt so good on his tongue.

"oh my god, luke, I love you."

a smile grew onto luke's lips, michael could tell, and it stayed there as they kissed.

"I love you, michael."

he pulled away from the smaller boy to catch his breath.

"let's get ready?"

*

the ride to the coffee shop was quiet. neither of the two spoke, with an undercurrent of soft r&b playing on the radio. luke grabbed michael's hand, intertwining their fingers and michael sighed, a small smile playing on his lips.

once they got to the small shop they sat down. michael sat beside luke, just because he knew someone else would be joining them. and he didn't mind at all when luke rested his hand on michael's inner thigh.

"I forgot to tell you, michael, but my friend has a furry as well. I'm pretty sure he's bringing her with him."

michael nodded as a waitress walked up to their table.

"morning, sir. you guys want some coffee and pastries?"

luke shook his head lightly, "I think we'll wait for the rest of our party before we order. thank you."

"so," michael said once the waitress nodded and left, "who is this friend of yours?"

as the words left his lips the door opened and a tan, muscular man stepped in. sun glasses covered his eyes but michael knew who he was. and his jaw dropped to the floor as luke said,

"him. calum hood."

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writers block just fucking sucks.

sorry this chapter sucks.

sorry this book sucks.

sorry.

anyway, tell me your fav mikey hair color if you want.

bleach blonde or my little pony hair for me.

sorry i didnt update in awhile.

okay. bye.