panties [ muke ]

1.2

for the next few days everything was going perfectly. luke started his new job at sephora, and his platonic friendship with michael was blooming like a a flower in the spring. everything was going perfectly, luke couldn't have asked for anything to go better in his life at the moment (well, except that he could hear his neighbors having abnormally loud sex at 10:00 sharp every morning). he was surviving in the adult world and that was all that mattered.

it was on a friday afternoon that all of that came crashing down.

luke had just gotten home from work and all he wanted to do was sit in a warm bath and eat pizza rolls while watching scary movies, but unfortunately for him he had responsibilities that he needed to take care of.

he had checked his mail slot that morning, but never went through it. when he did though, he was ecstatic to find his first paycheck that he earned by himself . it was nice, he felt a sense of pride knowing that he had worked hard for it and didn't have to ask his parents for money anymore. then, he looked at the amount.

in his first 48 hour work week, he had managed to earn a total of around $600 (which is a lot of money, don't get him wrong) but his rent is due in two days and is going to cost him about $800. oh, he was so fucked.

luke pulled out his phone and dialed his manager's phone number, his pride withering away with every ring.

"hello?"

"hi monica, its luke. uh, i was just wondering if there was any way i could get a pay raise? i could work overtime, its no big deal i just-"

"i'm sorry, luke" he was cut off on the other end of the call, "you've only just started working with us. it would be unfair to the other employees."

"oh," luke said, trying his best to keep his composure "well, thank you anyways."

as soon as he hung up, luke broke down. he was trying so hard, and for what? he ended up falling short and that was what hurt the most. he felt like a complete failure and did the only thing he could do, cry.

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michael watched as his boy cried into his sheets and his heart shattered into a million pieces. he had no idea what was happening, but he did know that he needed to get to luke, he needed to make him happy. so, michael sent luke a quick text telling him that he'll be over in 5 minutes, whether luke liked it or not.

when michael did arrive at the boy's small apartment, he didn't bother knocking (yes, he was that friend) and began his search for the tiny blonde. his search came to an early end though, as he found luke curled up on his bed sniffling quietly.

"i'm a failure, michael." luke's words were so quiet they were almost inaudible, they still made michael's heart ache, nevertheless.
michael acted immediately, finding a spot on the bed and holding the boy close, whispering reassuring things into his ear.

after luke had calmed down and the only sound in the room was the two boys shallow breaths, Michael decided that now was a better time than ever to get some answers.

"what happened, lukey? who did this to you? i swear to god, i'll knock their fucking teeth out- i'll fucking-"

"no, michael. I'm not making enough money." luke cuts him off, "i won't have enough money to pay rent, i'll be living on the side of the road, starving, getting beaten up every night, if not getting raped,"

the thought of some random disgusting man touching his luke in places only he should nearly made michael snap, he didn't want those disgusting thoughts plaguing his perfect baby's mind, so he said the only thing that came to mind.

"shh, hush lukey. i can give you money, i'll pay for your things. don't worry." he pulled the small boy closer, nuzzling his nose in the boy's soft blonde hair.

"no, michael. i cant allow that. i came to america to be independent, i'm not just going to mooch off of my friend."

"it's not mooching if I'm offering. please, luke, I can't just let you struggle while I'm thriving. you'll take my offer or I'll make you take it."
luke could sense Michael's desperation, he really didn't want to feel like a burden, but he would pay michael back. luke doesn't take handouts, it'll just take time for him to get back on his feet.

"fine I guess, but I will pay you back one way or another." this only made the smirk on Michael's face grow wider.

"oh, trust me luke, I'm one step ahead of you."

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