Michael's eyes moved around the new area, it was breathtaking. He had never been out of New York in his life so this was pretty fucking amazing. Sure it wasn't super beautiful but it's different and that's what made it beautiful. His stomach churned slightly reminding him of the fact that he was still sick. It was weird because usually he just had a stuffy nose or a sore throat but this time he was actually throwing up. He pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind, now was not the time to be focusing on that.
With each mile his nerves got worse, he couldn't believe that he was actually meeting Luke's family, well the rest of it. He took deep breaths as they grew closer and closer, Luke's hand was heavy but comforting in his own. Michael closed his eyes feeling slightly sleepy and before he knew it the comforting hum of the car lulled him to sleep.
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Michael groaned when he felt Luke lightly shake him. He did so not sign up to be woke up this early. When Michael's eyes peeked open he remembered that he was no longer in his home continent. He quickly sat up and rubbed his eyes while yawning. He got out of the car and was immediately pulled into Luke's side, he blushed and looked up at his boyfriend. Luke's smile was beaming and Michael couldn't help but to laugh softly and kiss him. They were interrupted by Jack once again and Michael turned to see that he was waiting by the door of the Hemmings' home.
Michael took in the house, it wasn't huge but medium size. It was two stories and it was quite cozy looking, it perfectly described Luke if Michael was being honest. "Come on slow pokes, they're waiting for us. And they made dinner time later than usual so you guys better be hungry, I know I am." Michael grimaced at the mention of food, not really in the mood to eat after his three runs to the bathroom previously. Luke intwined their fingers and led them to the door, Michael knew that Luke could tell he was nervous.
The grip Michael had on a suitcase they had brought tightened but then he relaxed, if Luke could love him then his family could right? And Luke said that they would and Luke grew up with them so Luke knew best right? Yeah, Michael thought, I can do this. He confidently followed Luke up the steps of Luke's childhood home and inside the cozy place. The inside was exactly that, cozy, it was full of warmth and happiness that Michael didn't even know could exist.
He slipped his shoes off at the door and left the luggage next to where Luke placed his, up against a wall in the hallway leading to the rest of the house. "Where are my sweet babies?!" And all of the sudden a short blonde haired women was pulling both himself and Luke into a hug. Maybe it was a hunch but Michael was almost positive that the woman was Luke's mom. The hug was quite awkward but Michael ignored it smiling at the woman when she pulled away from both boys.
"Luke! Michael! I'm so happy you guys made it!" And okay, Michael knew that they had accents but he couldn't believe how thick hers was. Luke's wasn't that prominent but maybe that was because he had been in New York for a while before Michael met him. "It's nice to be here Mrs. Hemmings." Michael smile was genuine as he looked into her blue eyes. Her eyes lit up and they reminded Michael of his first love right beside him.
"Awwww aren't you cute, please call me Liz sweety." Michael cheeks flushed a soft shade of pink as he just shyly nodded his head. She then led the pair into another room that Michael assumed was the living room as he was met with the rest of the family. Michael smiled brightly at them as their eyes turned to the pair. "Come on in boys, take a seat, don't be shy!" And it was now Luke's father talking, most of his statement the lilac haired boy could tell was directed towards him.
As they fell into smooth conversation, consisting of introductions, cooing (mainly at Michael and his accent), and funny childhood tales Michael found himself relaxing. He was able to joke around with Luke's brothers and make playful banter with his parents. Michael was astonished at how easy it was to fall into a comfy routine with them. And when Mrs. Hemm-Liz when Liz pulled out homemade pizza that Michael would die for he knew he found the right boy to be with.
The thoughts of sickness drifted out of his head and he focused on the place that made Luke glow, home. Luke looked so happy to be here with his family and Michael was a but envious. But he knew that he didn't need to be and he just relished in the fact that he's able to be here. Even if it did start as a game Michael wouldn't change it for the world, and being surrounded by happiness and seeing Luke's beaming smile Michael knew that he could be truly happy as well, as long as it was with Luke, for the rest of his life.
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