Muke One Shots

Burnin' Up

-mukingforsoup   request (I forgot it was supposed to be daddy!michael whilst writing sorry)

Word count: 2503

It was their first rehearsal for their tour, the set list had been decided and everyone was pumped for  the tour to start, rehearsal only fuelling that feeling of excitement. They were working out the intro for their new song, Permanent Vacation, both feeling excited for the reaction of the fans for it, though slightly anxious as well.

Of course, rehearsal was also full of messing around, Michael walking into the room to find Luke on drums, Calum with a guitar and Ash playing the bass at one point, but Michael just rolled his eyes, kinda wanting to work more than mess around. He wanted the tour to be nothing less than perfect, the fans deserved that much.

Ashton called a break about half an hour later, though they weren't even half way through their set list yet, Michael wanting to get on with it, get their set list done and iron the finer details out as well, but everyone else was already leaving the room to the break room instead, where food was set out and instrument techs as well as other members of their crew were wandering around.

Michael reluctantly followed his fellow band members, chewing on his lower lip mindlessly whilst doing so, not really looking or listening to what was going around, still thinking about the tour only a couple of weeks away. Excitement was definitely over taking nerves at this point.

"You look hot when you bite your lip," Luke chimed softly, Michael lifting his head to look at him, rolling his eyes slightly when he saw Luke grinning at him all too happily. Michael knew he pretended to be extremely happy to cover up his nerves, but Michael let him use that as his own coping mechanism.

"I'm not in the mood Luke," Michael replied, picking up some crisps from the table and sitting on a sofa in the corner of the room with them, Luke settling beside him. Maybe him and Luke have this vague on and off thing going on. Well it was more like they fucked when one or both were horny. It had started in school and been a habit they couldn't quite get out off.

Luke stuck out his bottom lip, but Michael just ignored him, eating his food whilst Luke continued to be his clingy self, eventually draping himself so he was half over Michael, one leg between Michael's and his arms around Mike's neck, fingers fiddling with his hair and Michael knew what he was doing and it was most likely going to work. Luke always got his way.

Luke lifted his legs so his knee was lightly grinding on Michael's crotch, suddenly gripping Mike's hair tightly, and Michael sucked in a breath, biting his lip a lot more harshly to keep in any moans and he rested his forehead on Luke's shoulder to hide his face away.

He vaguely wondered what people around the room were thinking if they were seeing this, though Luke had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, probably getting turned on just by the idea of the whole room watching, which was quite the opposite to Michael as he finally managed to shove Luke away with a huff.

"Mikey," Luke whined, elongating every syllable of Michael's dumb nickname, but Michael just shook his head, crossing his arms. He wanted to practice and get everything right for the show so they didn't fuck up and ruin it for everyone, not fool around with Luke in the break room.

"Luke, we actually need to work today, not fuck about," Michael replied, shaking Luke off his arm as he started clinging on,"So maybe do that, yeah?"

"Whatever," Luke mumbled, finally peeling himself off of Michael and walking to the other side of the room, and Michael was glad he was wearing a longer shirt just to hide his semi-hard on, which he was annoyed Luke had even given to him. Luke seemed to not care about his own problem. As said before, he was an exhibitionist.