shooting stars//muke

f o u r

Luke:that one is called Draco

The tall boy pointed out to Michael, moving his finger as if he was outlining the stars. When Luke finally gave up on ice skating (much to Michael's dismay) they found themselves laying on the grass in a vacant park, staring at the stars.

Michael: why is it called that?

Luke:it's named after a dragon in Greek mythology

He looked away from the sky, and focused his attention on Luke.

Michael: you're a lot better at finding these than I am

Luke: my grandma used to point them out when I was younger. She lived in a pretty isolated place, so we could see a lot of the constellations

He looked back up and the sky and took a deep breath, as if he was sighing in remorse.

Michael: when I was little, I thought airplanes were shooting stars. And every night I wished for a voice. I guess you're wish doesn't come true if you don't say it out loud.

Luke knew how he felt. He could speak if he chose to get speech therapy, but he'd been told deaf people's voices sound like a foreign language, or simply scary. The boy often wondered what his voice sounded like. Would it be deep and mysterious, or would it squeaky and cheery? He knew he'd never find out, and neither would anyone else.

Luke:I know the feeling

Michael laced his fingers through Luke's, and put his arm around the blonde. Luke cuddled close to him, not realizing how cold he'd been before the older boy's touch.

Michael: I need to stop complaining. Your life is so much harder than mine, and I just keep nagging you

Luke looked at him and shook his head silently.

Luke: no, it's not. We both have the same problem. The only reason I don't talk is because I never chose to. It's my fault for that

Michael: you probably have a beautiful voice

Luke gave him a small smile, and Michael leaned his head on the boy's chest. He listened to Luke's heartbeat, the one part of him that wasn't silent.

Luke: I hope you get your voice back, Michael Clifford

And Luke looked up at the sky, wishing on every star he saw that Michael would get his voice back, that Michael would get the life he deserved.

He even wished on one or two airplanes.

A/n
If you don't understand when they talk, it's italicized because their either texting or passing a note or something, I'll usually clarify it
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