all mine // muke

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GUYS IM LIKE HYPERVENTILATING THIS STORY HAS LIKE 500+ READS SKSBSK YOU GUYS ARE SO AWESOME AND YOU SHOULD KEEP UP THE GOOD JOB ILY ILY ILY

AND HERES A BIT OF LASHTON ATTACHED BECAUSE THEY'RE CUTE BUT I'M STILL MUKE AF DON'T WORRY

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"Ashy?" Luke whispered as he wandered downstairs. It was currently midnight and Michael was asleep but Luke couldn't. He thought he was tired but his body won't allow him to sleep. So now he was wandering downstairs in only white panties, not even caring that.

"In here." a gruff voice said and Luke walked into the living room to see Ashton sitting on the couch, quietly watching Spongebob.

Luke stood behind the couch, his fingers playing with his lips nervously. He isn't really that close with Ashton and he might even say he's afraid of him. He's seen him bend Louis or Harry (usually Louis because he always has a sassy attitude) and spank them until they're in tears then send them to their room. He was harsh, and Michael usually is too. But Luke was different and Michael wanted to be gentle with him, but still being an appropriate dominant.

"What are you doing up so late?" Ashton turned his head to look at Luke, his eyes widening when seeing Luke in only his panties.

"Couldn't sleep." Luke pouted and Ashton nodded slowly, prying his eyes away from Luke's beautiful body. "C-can I sleep wi-with ashy?"

Ashton bit his lip and wanted to say no, but it was almost impossible to say no to adorable sleepy Luke. He nodded and Luke scrambled to the couch and they laid down, Luke being the little spoon. Ashton didn't put his arm around the smaller boy, which Luke wanted to ask about because Michael always puts his arm around him, but just shrugged it off and closed his eyes.

He listened to Spongebob for about an hour until he finally fell asleep, not knowing that later in the night Ashton's arms found their way to his waist.

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Michael rubbed his eyes as he trudged down the steps. He was confused as to why Luke wasn't next to him when he woke up, so he instantly came downstairs, hoping he was just eating breakfast or watching TV.

But what he wasn't expecting was Luke and Ashton cuddled up on the couch together, luke in nothing but his panties.

Michael suddenly felt anger bubble up inside of him, his hands curling into a fist and his jaw clenching. He stomped over to the front of the couch and clenched his jaw tighter when seeing Ashton's hand secured around his waist.

Michael had had enough and roughly pulled Luke up from the couch, waking both him and Ashton.

"What the fuck?!" Michael's voice boomed.

Ashton quickly shot up and shook his head, "No, no, no, it's not what it looks like! I swear Mich-" Ashton was cut off by Michael's fist colliding with his jaw.

"Stop daddy! Did nothing with Ashy!" Luke screamed and Michael snapped his head around to Luke.

"Don't fucking call me that, go up to the isolation room and don't come down until I tell you to, you slut!" Michael yelled and Luke flinched, furrowing his eyebrows as tears threatened to come out.

"Hey! Don't talk to him like that, we didn't do anything Michael!" Ashton stood up, towering over him but Michael wasn't intimidated. Anyone who knew these too well would know that when Michael was angry, not even Ashton could beat him.

"I can talk to him how ever I want. He's my submissive." Michael growled. Ashton looked to Luke who was trembling and crying hysterically. "I said fucking go!" Michael screamed at Luke.

"D-daddy. Please, didn't do nothing." Luke whimpered. Michael rolled his eyes and raised his hand, getting ready to slap Luke across the face, but soon something was hurdling towards Michael's head, knocking him out in an instant. He fell to the floor and everyone was shocked, even Harry who threw the vase at him.

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Michael woke up to a bright light in his face, causing him to squint and look to the side. His blurt vision made out four figures. He couldn't see who it was but he was pretty sure he saw Harry's curly mop of hair.

"H-harry?" Michael asked, his voice cracking.
"Daddy?" then he heard Luke's voice and despite the pain in his head he shot up and rubbed his eyes to see his submissive with tears in his eyes and his face red.

"Luke, princess. C'mere." he said, holding his arms open. Luke tried to run into his arms but Ashton held him back.

"Ashton, what are you doing?" Michael asked quietly.

"Do you not remember what you almost did?" Ashton asked, giving a sobbing Luke to Louis and Harry who comforted him while Ashton walked over to Michael on the bed.

"W-what?"

"You almost hit him, Michael! You let your temper get the best of you and you told him things that aren't true and you almost hit him!" Ashton exclaimed.

And then it all came back to Michael. The anger from seeing Luke and Ashton sleeping together, the things he called him, how he hit Ashton and almost hit Luke. And suddenly he felt a pang in his chest. It hurt and he didn't like it.

"L-luke. Princess, I-I'm-" Michael couldn't even finish his sentence without his voice cracking. And something was happening that hadn't happened to Michael in such a long time.

Michael was crying. Not just crying, sobbing. He was sobbing into his hands and whispering little 'I'm sorry's. Nobody enjoyed this sight, especially Luke. He definitely did not want to see his daddy crying.

"Michael, I'm going to have Luke stay with Calum for a couple days. Just until you get your shit together." Ashton said, grabbing Luke's hand and Harry's, with Louis holding onto his shirt he walked out.

Leaving Michael a sobbing mess.

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well this was pretty sad and I don't like how this turned out but don't worry because it won't take long for them to get back together.

and im going to knotts berry farm today so if im up for it i might update after that

ok ok ily