You Will Be Okay - Muke

4

There was a knock on the door.

Luke didn't respond.

"Lu?" Michael quizzed from the other side of the door.

Luke pulled his knees to his chest and cried more into his arms.

Sometimes it felt like he never stopped crying.

"Lu? Baby? Is everything alright?" Michael asked worriedly,

When Luke didn't respond again, it went silent.

Then the door opened.

Luke felt hands on him in an instant.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Michael questioned, rubbing Luke's arms comfortingly.

Luke looked up at Michael, his eyes were pooled with tears. His long lashes were made darker as they grew damp.

"I can't do this anymore." Luke cried.

Michael furrowed his eyebrows, "Do what baby?" 

"This. Us." Luke explained, more tears streaming down his face.

"Hey, woah, Lu please- talk to me." Michael begged.

"I can't do this. I can't hurt you anymore- I don't want to." Luke sobbed, averting his eyes back to the ground.

"Look at me- look at me", Michael muttered, gently grabbing Luke's face to make the boy look at him, "I love you."

More tears poured down Luke's face. He couldn't stop them.

"Listen to me, alright? I love you", Michael repeated, "I love you."

"It's not enough." Luke jeered.

"It has to be!" Michael cried.

Luke went quiet. Everything around them went quiet.

"It has to be enough. I can't- I can't promise it will be easy, because nothing about us is easy, and I can't promise it won't hurt", Michael explained, "But I can promise that I love you- that I'll love you tomorrow as much as I did yesterday."

Luke sniffled, "What about today?"

"I love you a little extra today." Michael softly smiled.

"I'm sorry." Luke mumbled.

"For what, my love?" Michael quizzed.

"For making you sad." Luke explained.

"You make me so so happy most of the time, so it's okay to be a little sad sometimes."  Michael assured.

Luke was still frowning and Michael kissed his lips.

"How about we shower together?" Michael suggested, knowing Luke loved when they took showers together.

Michael stood up and offered a hand to Luke.

Luke hesitated before ultimately letting Michael pull him to his feet.

They both stripped and stepped into the steamy hot shower.

Michael massaged soap into Luke's curls and the blonde hummed in pleasure.

He made sure not to get soap in Luke's eyes as he washed it all out.

They both rubbed soap all over each other.

Neither of them spoke.

Michael did his hair last, usually because it took the longest.

He let his conditioner sit for a couple of minutes and Luke usually bailed at that point- so he wouldn't get pruny.