Jet Black Heart - muke - COMPLETED

-eight-

Luke rubbed circles in Michaels back slowly as he breathed deeply.

Michael had been panicking for no apparent reason for the past 10 minutes.

"Baby hush," Luke's eyes watered. "Michael sweetheart tell me what's wrong."

"N-nightmare," he sobbed.

"Mikey it's okay, none of it was real." Luke pressed a kiss to Michaels wet cheek.

"N-no it was so real." He pulled on Luke's shirt.

"What happened in it?" Luke spoke softly.

Michael calmed himself down enough that there were only a couple of hiccups escaping his mouth.

"Y-you... You..."

Luke raised an eyebrow.

"You shot y-yourself."

The blondes eyes widened and he brought Michael into a tight hug, trying to make him feel as safe as possible.

"Mikey I would never."

Michael looked up at him. "But I still see it."

"I would never." Luke repeated.

Michael whimpered and nuzzled his face into Luke's chest.

Luke sighed, running his fingers through Michaels hair.

He ran his fingers up and down the small boys arm and heard a hiss of pain.

"Shit, I'm sorry Mikey." Luke cringed, forgetting completely about the events of the night before.

"I-it's okay."

"Can I see them?"

Michael shyly nodded and kept his face hidden in Luke's chest, not wanting to see himself.

Luke gently pulled up Michaels sleeve and grimaced at the red lines scattered on his white skin.

He frowned, knowing this was because of him.

"You know I love you right?" Luke asked quietly.

"Uh huh." Michael nodded.

"Good because I do." Luke's voice cracked.

"Luke?"

"Yeah princess?"

Michael took a breath. "Why don't you touch me like that?"

Luke's breath hitched. He'd always avoided this question.

"Babe I-"

"Luke..." Michael whispered. "Please say."

Luke took a shaky breath.

"I w-was sixteen."

"It's okay," michael pressed a nervous kiss to Luke's collar bone. "It's okay."

Luke nodded and took another breath. "I was sixteen. I guess I didn't really desire sex as much as everyone else so I hadn't had it. I just wanted to be in a relationship that instead of Sex we'd maybe do cute things like cuddle or go out for food. I didn't want a physical relationship."

Michael nodded.

"Then I met this boy, and he made me feel so special, so wanted. We went out for dinner and cuddled and it was everything I wanted until..."

"Until what?" Michael whispered.

Luke gulped.

"W-we were arguing. He was calling me frigid because I didn't want to do anything sexual."

Luke ran a hand through his hair.

"I mean, I don't think you need sex in a relationship at all. It should not matter, I just think maybe if you love the person that would be enough, but no."

Michael sighed and squeezed Luke's hand. "So what happened?"

"H-he... He didn't take no." Luke's eyes glossed over and Michaels widened.

"What?"

"He didn't take no." Luke said louder. "H-he said I didn't love him if I didn't want to do anything with him. I said I loved him to pieces but honestly I still wouldn't have had sex for years."

"Then he... He locked the doors and... R-ripped off my c-c-clothes-"

"It's okay Lukey you can stop." Michael hugged Luke tighter as he completely fell to pieces.

Luke started to sob. "I just c-can't do anything with you Mikey, but don't ever believe that it's because I don't want you because you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Michael started to cry. "Really?"

"I know you are." He smiled with wet cheeks.

"Y-you're beautiful too!" Michael squeezed Luke even tighter, Luke returning the favour.

"I just hate saying 'will you wait?' To someone because I know that there's a 90% possibility I'll never be ready and they will never truly understand that."

"I don't care if we do nothing," michael sniffled. "I wanna spend my life with you."

Luke kissed Michaels forehead. "Thank you."

Michael smiled. "You're welcome."