Jet Black Heart - muke - COMPLETED

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Random question but anyone like BMTH? If so what's ur fav song on That's The Spirit? I like 'oh no'.

"Mikey where are you going honey?" Michaels mum asked as michael rushed out the house.

Michael waved her off and barged into Luke's house next door. His parents were surprised but didn't say a thing as he ran to Luke's room.

"L-Luke," he knocked on the door frantically.

When it swung open it revealed Luke. He looked shocked.
"Michael..." He raised an eyebrow but let michael in anyway.

Nothing in Luke's room was out of place.
Nothing was trashed, or frantically scattered like he thought it'd be.

"Mikey it's great to see you but... What are you doing here? Didn't I just leave?"

Michael squeezed the note in his pocket. He didn't want to tell Luke he knew. He didn't want to ruin it all.

"I just... I'm scared. I want you to sleep with me tonight." Michael lied.

Luke sighed. "I can't michael."

Michael started to cry, and it wasn't even fake. He was afraid that if Luke didn't come home with him, he could lose him.

"Don't cry Mike I-"

"Let me sleep here." Michael stated through tears.

"Michael." Luke tugged at his hair. "I don't know... I can't just have you in my bed like that."

"I'll sleep on the floor." Michael argued. "P-please I'm so scared."

Luke looked at him and the emerald eyes made him give in for some reason where he usually wouldn't.
"Fine." He sighed.

Michael smiled and hugged Luke so tightly he thought he might fall over.

"Whoa, baby what's gotten into you?" He asked, resting his hands on Michaels hips.

Michael shrugged and nuzzled his head in his chest.
"I love you s'all."

"Uh huh..." Luke nodded. "I love you."

"I love you too." Michael nodded.

"Mikey you said that already," Luke chuckled.

"Whatever." Michael rolled his eyes.

The two got ready for bed. Michael borrowed one of Luke's shirts and lay in Luke's bed since Luke insisted on him having it.

"I really would like you to be here with me." Michael said in a small voice as he stared down at the bandage on his arm.

He watched Luke's large hand grab his and the other trace over the bandage carefully.

"If I do will you not have night mares?" Luke questioned.

Michael shook his head.

Luke let out a breath and climbed under the blankets with Michael, cuddling him closely.

"You're gorgeous Mikey."

"Don't leave me." Michael said in a whisper.

"I... Won't..?" Luke said confused. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," Michael nodded slowly as Luke shut off the lamp.

Michael clung to Luke all night afraid he would disappear. Afraid he would go.

Afraid.