Where one mere mortal erupts something extraordinary in three immortals.
Or...an epic love story based on Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey.
-5sos ot4-
-Vampire! Luke, Calum, Ashton-
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5 - Dangerous Flower
Michael narrowed his eyes in confusion when he opened his front door and saw a delivery man.
"Michael Clifford?"
"Yes..."
"I have a delivery for you. Could you just sign here for me please?"
Michael signed and grabbed the package from the man, even though he knew he didn't order anything. He closed the door behind him, walking into the kitchen to put the package down on the counter.
It was a pretty small package, so Michael hoped it wasn't some bomb or something. He grabbed the scissors and opened the box. His eyes widened when he saw what was inside it.
It was a brand new iPhone 14 pro. And there was a note inside the box.
I'm sorry we couldn't find your phone...hopefully this one will do.
Sincerely, Luke
There was no way Luke bought him a whole ass new phone...and there was no way Michael could accept this.
But how was Michael going to return it to Luke? He didn't have a phone. And there was no way he was just going to show up to their house. And it wasn't like he could if he wanted to. The woods all looked the same to him. There was no navigating it for Michael.
What if he did go into the woods for a 'walk' though? There was something inside telling him that the three would find him, even in the middle of no where.
So he quickly got ready and made his way on his adventure.
—•••—
Michael was walking for not only thirty minutes when he heard Ashton's voice, "Back in the woods I see."
"Hi, Ashton." He smiled at him, walking up to the perfectly stood man.
"You know...it's not safe out here. You shouldn't be wandering around by yourself."
"But I'm here with you. So I should be fine right? You guys seem to be some wood experts," Michael instantly went red and he then saw Ashton's entertained smirk, "Oh my god. That sounded so bad. Ignore that please."
"No...I don't think I will."
"I'm begging for the life of me."
Ashton chuckled, "No you're not. Come on let's go home. Luke and Calum will want to see you."
—•••—
"And look what Ashton dragged in...again." Calum gave Michael a large smile, "You seem to be a Michael magnet, Ashton."
"I...um...brought this for Luke." Michael said, slinging his backpack forwards in order to open and go through. He soon found the new phone, handing it over to Luke.
"Is it not what you wanted, darling? I can get you another one." Luke grabbed it, worriedly gazing at the human.
"What? Oh gosh, no Luke! This is perfect. Too perfect. I can't accept this." He shook his head.
Luke looked at the human in confusion, "I'm lost, dear."
"Luke...I appreciate it. But I can't accept it. This is too expensive of you to just give me."
"Well it's yours. You signed for it and it's in your name," Luke shrugged, "The only way for you to get rid of it is to throw it away or to sell it."
"Luke...are you sure? This is too much."
"Nothing is too much for you, darling."
Michael gasped out when Luke handed him back the phone, making their hands graze each other. A shiver went down Michael's spine.
"Luke...why are you so cold?"
"I'm naturally cold. I always have been." Luke answered, making Michael hesitantly nod.
"Did you come wandering out here to find us?" Calum asked, making Michael blush slightly.
"I sound like a creep. Don't I?"
"Certainly not." Calum laughed, "Since you're here...can we show you something?"
Michael nodded, letting the three men take him outside and to the back of the house. He gasped when he saw the sight in front of him.
It was a garden full of a thorny red roses. It looked like a garden of a Disney villain...and Michael loved it.
The fences were dark black gates that surrounded a tiled garden full of endless rows of roses. And there was an old looking statue placed right in the middle of the garden. It was a rock sculpture of an elegant looking woman. She was gazing at the roses like she was the guardian of them.
"This is amazing. Who takes care of the roses?"
"Mostly Ashton." Luke answered.
"I've always liked red roses. Such a delicate, but dangerous flower to get your hands on," Ashton said while Michael was still gazing at the garden, stepping behind the man, "Grip too tight...you'll break the pretty flower. And you'll make yourself bleed."
