cigarette smoke - muke [hiatus]

2.0

michael went downstairs to go order the pizza. he turned the corner into the kitchen to where his phone was. he looked for it before eventually finding it on the counter. he picked it up, and dialed the pizza place.

after a few minutes, the phone call ended. they told him that they will take his order but he has to pick it up at the store because their delivery car is in the shop. he sighed, agreeing with them. he rolled his wheelchair up the stairs using a ramp they had installed to get luke.

"babe?" michael whispered, seeing that luke's back was to the door when he walked in. luke turned over, facing michael. "i have to go pick up the pizza at the store because they can't deliver it."

"no, please don't leave me." luke got off the bed and sat on michael's lap, making him unable to move. he tried getting him off but luke was a big boy and there was no way in hell he was going to move.

"fine, come with me." luke looked up at him and smiled a toothless smile. he got off of him and went into their closet, looking for something to wear.

"baby, you look fine."

"no, once you left i threw up and it got on my shirt and pants. i didn't feel the need to change them."

"luke, why didn't you tell me? i could've cleaned you up. go sit on the bed." luke did as commanded and sat on the bed. michael rolled into their closet and went to choose something out.

"i didn't want you to yell at me. i'm sorry, bub." luke pouted. michael grabbed on of his sweaters and a pair of luke's skinny jeans before rolling out of the closet. he set on the clothes on the bed next to him.

"get the dirty clothes off and change into this."

"but, that's your sweater," luke complained.

"yes, it's my favorite, and you're my favorite person so let's see how my favorite things look together." michael smiled and luke gave a small smile. luke began to strip and threw the dirty clothes into the hamper. michael admired his figure. his long torso, his long legs. he saw the scars on his stomach that he showed him a few weeks back. they were all starting to fade besides for a few.

"baby?" michael asked. luke stopped putting on his shirt and looked at him. "come here."

luke did as commanded and went towards him. luke was sweating because he knew what michael saw. he saw the new cuts.

"michael, don't get mad." michael grabbed luke's hand and rubbed his fingers over his knuckles.

"now, i am disappointed because you were doing so well but i will not raise my voice or yell because that scares you, i know it does. i will instead tell you to go into the bathroom and let me clean you up. go on." luke turned around and sat on the toilet while michael looked for the first aid kit. once he found it, he wheeled over to luke.

"sit up straight, don't slouch." luke sucked in his breath and sat up straight. michael poured a liquid onto a cotton ball, but luke couldn't see what it was.

"is that peroxide?" luke asked, eyes filled with fear. michael nodded.

"are you allergic to it? if you are i won't put it on you." luke shook his head.

"no, no. it's just, i get really scared when somebody puts peroxide on me." michael looked at him with fond written all over his face, barely holding back the urge to kiss his face and telling him he's adorable.

"tell you what, i put it on you and then i'll kiss you until the pain goes away. sounds good?" luke nodded. luke had a tear streaming on his cheek because of how scared he was. michael kissed the tear away and rubbed his face.

"ready?" luke nodded. "1... 2... 3!" michael the peroxide on him and then kissed the blonde giant. he made sure he moved tenderly and softly, making sure not to hurt him. luke pulled away and smiled at him.

"it worked! it wasn't as bad as i remembered! thank you babe!" luke kissed his cheek and michael smiled.

"you're welcome. we have about five more and then we'll be done!"

-

"this part is so sad. i hate it when baymax dies."

"michael! don't spoil the movie!" luke yelled at him. michael giggled while kissing the boy's head. they were currently cuddling while eating pizza and watching big hero 6 since luke had never seen it and it was michael's favorite movie.

"i can't believe you've never seen this movie. it's a masterpiece!" michael exclaimed.

"you know what else is a masterpiece?" luke asked. michael raised an eyebrow at him. "you."

"you cheesy shit, i hate you." michael kissed his boyfriend's lips, taking in the taste of them.

whenever they kissed, it gave michael a weird feeling. not weird in the sense that he didn't like it, but he has never felt like this before. it made him feel fuzzy inside. like there are a million flowers blooming inside of tummy or life there's a thousand butterflies fluttering inside of his chest.

they finished the movie with them crying. luke got up and turned off the movie. he climbed back into bed with michael. luke hugged michael's waste and threw the blankets over them.

"i love you, mittens."

"i love you more."