You Will Be Okay - Muke

6

"I'm pretty sure your house is that way." Luke piped up as he realized the car was going in the opposite direction.

"I never said we were going home." Michael muttered with a smile.

"Where are we going?" Luke quizzed.

"The mall." Michael shrugged.

Luke was still very confused, but he didn't argue- he loved shopping.

Well, he loved to walk around stores and wish he had the money to buy all the cute things.

When they arrived at the mall, Luke's eyes glittered like a kid in a candy store.

Luke dragged Michael into a clothing store where he bounced all around.

Michael loved seeing him so happy.

"You should try things on", Michael suggested, "For fun."

The next hour Luke spent giving Michael a fashion show.

"Last one, okay?" Luke called from inside the dressing room.

Michael hated shopping as much as the next guy, but he loved making Luke happy.

The lock clicked open and Luke appeared from behind the door.

He wore a black pleaded mini skirt with a tan sweater vest over a black long sleeved turtle neck.

Michael practically drooled.

"We're getting that." Michael declared, looking him up and down.

Luke blushed.

"I shouldn't. I don't have the money." Luke explained, turning to face the mirror.

Michael made his way behind Luke, wrapping his arms around the blonde's waist.

He held his card between his fingers for Luke to take.

Luke gently plucked the card from Michael's fingers, looking up at the boy.

"I'm not spending your money." Luke huffed.

"What's mine is yours." Michael countered.

"No, Michael..." Luke started, frowning.

"You can wear it for Thanksgiving!" Michael exclaimed excitedly.

Luke spun around to face Michael.

"I can't wear a skirt to dinner with your family", Luke huffed, "I haven't shaved my legs."

"They don't care." Michael assured.

Luke sent him a look that said, 'I care'.

"Well then shave them." Michael jeered.

"We didn't bring razors-" Luke started.

"I'll buy razors." Michael retorted.

"Michael." Luke warned.