It Started With A Follow| mgc•lrh

Chapter 8|Hand Holding

⚠FLUFF⚠

*Luke's pov*
For a while we sit like that

My hands on his cheeks, his holding my body, staring into each others eyes.

Occasionally he'll lean in and peck my lips, sending chills down my spine.

After a few minutes he leans closer like he's going to kiss me then stops, our faces are inches from each other, our eyes lock, our noses almost touch, my lips parted in anticipation soft breaths coming out.

"Luke I love you so much" His hands slide up to my elbows then rest on top of mine.

I spread my fingers giving him room to nestle his fingers between mine.

I've always loved the idea of holding hands.

It's so odd, hand holding is often overlooked but to me, I've treasured holding people's hands.

I think hand holding is very possessive, yet the most innocent thing ever.

It's like, you claim the person that dares to merge your hands together in a silent joint agreement.

"you're thinking awful hard princess" I realize his lips are on my neck slowly covering the skin with soft, feather like, butterfly creating kisses.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back "just thinking about a lot" I mumble rubbing his cheekbones.

His lips cover every inch of my neck, earning a few soft whimpers from me.

An unexpected moan elicits from my throat as he bites my weak spot.

"Michael" I close my eyes "can we put a film in and cuddle?" I whisper slowly, my body still recovering from the very good blowjob I received not even an hour ago.

His lips move to where my collar bones meet and he slowly kisses up to my chin "of course we can baby" I smile

He kisses my cheek then climbs off of me.

I stand up "what movie?" I walk over to my movie stand.

Michael walks over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist "let's watch a scary movie" He mumbles and rests his chin on my shoulder.

I bite my lip "I'm uh.." I look down shamefully "I don't watch scary movies.."

Suddenly my back is cold and a finger is under my chin, lifting my head "baby that's okay, if you want we can try one and I'll hold onto you and never let you go" He cups my cheek "I'll protect you" He whispers "like my life depends on it"

By now my cheeks feel like they're on fire, my stomach is bursting with butterflies, and my heart is pounding in my ears.

His arm slides around my waist and he pulls me against him. He kisses my forehead softly and picks me up.

Instinctively I wrap my legs around his torso and my hands hold onto his shoulders "Michael I'm too heavy for this put me down" I frown trying to push him away

He holds my hips firmly and ducks his head down kissing my shoulder.

"you're not heavy Luke" He whispers against my skin "you're as light as a feather"

I give up trying to push him away and melt into his touch.

I slide my arms around his body and lay my head on his shoulder pressing impossibly close to him.

"Michael please don't ever leave me" I sound needy, whiney, just plain disgusting I know I do but..Michael has definitely changed me, for better or worse I'm still not sure.

"I wouldn't ever dream about it" He kisses my chin softly.

"how about we watch one hundred and one Dalmatians?" He grabs the movie from the stand and walks over to my tv.

I sigh "I don't care what we watch as long as I get to cuddle with you you could put on the world's scariest movie and it wouldn't bother me" It's a bit of an exaggeration but he doesn't need to know that.

He hums in acknowledgement putting the movie in.

I try to press myself even closer to him shivering slightly "m' cold" I mumble nudging my nose into the crook of his neck.

He turns the movie on and walks over to my bed laying down on his side with me.

I whine quietly "this isn't comfortable" I mumble.

"how do you wanna lay baby?" He rubs my back "lay on your back" I sit up and he rolls onto his back looking up at me.

I grab his hand and intertwine our fingers "just um..don't make this weird" I blush lightly and swing my leg over his hips straddling him.

I lean down so our bodies are pressed against each others and bury my face in his neck. I slide my arm underneath him and lay our hands on the pillow under his head.

He pulls the blanket over us "better?" His voice is soft, gentle in my ear like he's afraid to be to loud. I nod slowly "much"

*Michael's pov*
I watch Luke move to straddle my hips and bite my lip lightly.

He presses our bodies together, sliding his arm under me and resting our hands on my pillow.

I pull the blanket around us and kiss his head softly "better?" I speak softly to him, aiming to not scare or hurt him at all. He nods slowly "much"

I smile "Luke what's your favorite song?" I rub my thumb over his knuckles in a comforting way.

He sighs quietly "m' not sure." I close my eyes "can I sing you my favorite song?" He hums softly "mhm"

I lick my lips "okay"

"Do you know what's worth fighting for,
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins

One, twenty one guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, twenty one guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I

When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins

One, twenty one guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, twenty one guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I

Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire?
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone

When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You're in ruins

One, twenty one guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, twenty one guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,

One, twenty one guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, twenty one guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I"

He sits up and looks at me, tears in his eyes "Luke what's wrong?" I sit up quickly and cup his cheeks wiping away his tears.

He holds onto my wrists "I-I didn't expect you to be so good" He laughs breathily rubbing my wrists

My features soften as I study his face "Michael?" Before I can register what I'm doing I pull him against me and kiss him.

The kiss is slow. No tongue, no teeth, no desperate hands on each other, just our lips molding together saying everything we're too scared to really say.

"I love you, Luke" I whisper once I pull away.

He smiles wide and whispers back "I love you too, Michael."

♡
21 Guys by Green Day is one of the greatest songs ever written.
so this was fluffy happy yay cute aw typa shit, prepare yourselves for some shit that's about to go down.
Byeeee