Luke Therapy • muke

Twenty Three

BIRD AND THE WORM -  THE USED

"Thoughts on Satan?" Michael asked as his fingers played around with Luke's hand, tracing the new tattoo on his wrist.

"Seems like a cool dude." Luke said before closing his eyes again.

He just wanted to sleep before having to take the long trip back to Nirvana.  They were due to leave tomorrow before the gateway closed up for good.

"Luke can we go to the park?" Michael asked once again.

Luke let out a small huff of air as he opened his eyes, looking up from where he was lying.

"Or we could just stay and sleep." Luke offered, pouting his bottom lip in hopes that Michael would give in.

The boy just looked at Luke as if he was crazy. "Luke you slept in yesterday too."

"Cuddle?" Luke asked.

"No." Michael said instantly. He really did want to cuddle but Luke had to get his lazy ass out of bed at least once. "Seriously Luke, at least go for a fly or something."

"Can't." Luke said half heartedly.

"And why is that?" Michael asked, raising his pierced eyebrow.

"My face hurts from your slap."

"Luke I slapped you two days ago."

"And i'm a delicate boy."

Michael sighed. There was absolutely no way to get Luke to move.

"I'll suck your dick if we go out for icecream." Michael stated.

Luke was up and dressed by the time Michael had walked out of his room door.

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"You're such a liar Michael." Luke sighed.

"I'm not going to suck your dick."

"You said you would!"

"It wasn't meant to be taken seriously!"

"Ugh."

Michael rolled his eyes. Luke could get himself off for all he cared. He was tired.

Luke had suddenly turned into a three year old as he dragged Michael around the small town and into all the shops he thought were intresting.

By the time they walked into the tenth store, Michael wasn't in the mood for sexual exchanges anymore.

[A/N: this is just a small filler for what is about to come.]

[p.s its gonna be epic. I think. Unless i like change my mind but ya know. It should be epic.]