⋱ michael⋰
i was just beginning to forget about the blonde boy when he reappeared.
his hair was messy now, and he was clutching a nutella cup in his hand as he weaved through the bustling crowd
good riddance.
something told me that our paths would cross again, but i really hoped not.
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pride/muke
Fanfiction"wow...you're-you're really flaunting it, aren't you?" "kinda like you're flaunting that boner." or in which luke meets a spontaneous michael at a gay pride parade.
