Luke
Today is Christmas. I'm spending it with Michael. I woke up on my bed with Michael laying on me. WAIT- ITS CHRISTMAS!!!
"Mikey." I say.
"Miiiiiiiiikey." I almost shout.
"Fuck off."
"Merry Christmas to you too douche." I say, acting hurt.
"Aww, ba- Luke. Merry Christmas to you." Mikey says and kisses my jaw. I was going to ask him to be my boyfriend today. Risky, I know.
"Lukey, I got you this!" Mikey says like a five year old. He hands me his gift and I unwrap it. It's a necklace (on side/top).
"I got you something but I will give it to you later. Speaking of later, we are going for a walk at the park." I say and he eagerly nods.
All day Michael has been trying to get me to tell him what his gift is (promise rings on side/top).
"Mikey, lets go for that walk." I say.
*AT THE PARK*
I lead Michael to the fairy lights I had set up. He looked so perfect with the snow falling.
"Okay, Michael. My gift is optional. You don't have to say yes but you don't have to say no. Before I left, I was crushing on this crazy guy that tried to help me. He usually colored his hair and he has his ears and one of his eye brows pierced. Michael, I fell in love with him." I say as I pull out a black velvet box. His hand flies to his mouth.
"I'm not proposing, but I will ask you this, Michael Clifford, would you do me the honor of becoming my boyfriend?" I ask as I show him the promise rings.
"YES YES YES!! Luke, I would love to be your boyfriend." He says and tackles me into a hug. I take off is gloves and I take mine off to. I slide his promise ring on his right ring finger and I do the same to my hand. We walk back to my apparent, hand in hand.
"Uh-hem."
"Yes Mikey?"
"Mistletoe." He says and I roll my eyes. We kiss and walk up to my room. We change into sweats and end up cuddling on the couch.
"Lukey, I'm so fucking happy I came here."
"I so damn happy I texted you yesterday." It stays silent for a while.
"I'm glad you are my boyfriend."
"Me too, Mikey, me too." And with that we fall asleep.
