kitten ♡ [muke]

18 - days

Days. Luke hadn't slept in days.

Michael made it through surgery, but he was in a coma. The doctors didn't know how long it would take him to wake up.

So Luke spent his days at the hospital, 4 to be exact, singing to Mikey and wishing he'd wake up. He'd almost finished Mikey's song. Luke had to admit, it was pretty good.

"Luke honey, you've barely gotten up to pee today. Aren't you hungry?", Karen asked from the couch, with Luke's mom asleep beside her. She'd driven up when she heard the news.

"Kind of...", he mumbled, shifting his eyes over to look at her.

"You go down to the cafeteria, get some food or coffee, whatever you want," she began, handing him some cash. "Me and your mother have got this."

He nodded as he stood up and stretched for the first time in a while, barely noticing how sore and tired he felt. He bent down and kissed Mikey on the forehead before shuffling out of the room.

As he walked down the hallway, he noticed things that he hadn't before. He noticed the look in people's eyes, the look of sorrow. The same one he carried in his own. That's all you saw here; sadness and white walls.

When Luke got to the cafeteria, he got in line at the coffee bar, desperate for something to give him a bit of energy.

The line was long, as if everybody in the hospital had the same idea.

The boy in line just in front of him was tall, with dark brown hair and really tan skin. He turned around and looked at Luke, as if observing their matching dark circles underneath their eyes.

"Hey mate, I'm Calum.", he said, extending his hand to Luke.

"Luke," he muttered back, shaking the boys hand.

"What're you here for?", he asked, sticking his hands in his pockets.

"My boyfriends in a coma..", he muttered.

"Oh hell... I'm sorry man, I know how that feels.." He said, looking at Luke with genuine concern in his eyes.

"Thanks. Why are you here?", he asked.

Calum chuckled, a sadness so deep appearing in his eyes that it made Luke hurt for him, and he didn't even know this boy or even why he was here.

"'My boyfriend tried to kill someone again. He's in psych ward. He's got schizo, PTSD, the works.... and he thinks his imaginary friend is a kitten", Calum said, his voice getting quieter at the end.

Luke looked up from the floor, his eyes widening and his heart pounding in his ears.

"Calum, what's your boyfriends name?", he asked, his voice quivering. Everything was still, everything was silent. Luke got light headed, he thought he might faint.

"Ashton."
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oh fuck