Jet Black Heart - muke - COMPLETED

-ten-

Luke went out to the shops the next day to buy Michael some things to make him feel better.

He was in the bath isle, trying to find Michael something sweet smelling when a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Buying for your freak of a boyfriend?" Calum's arrogant tone rung in Luke's ears.

He turned to him with a glare. "What did you just say?"

"You heard." He snorted. "Your boyfriend is a freak. If I should even call him a boy, I don't think he even counts. Stupid and pathetic. Ugly and disgusting."

Luke's eyes flashed red, metaphorically of course.

"Take that back." He growled.

Calum raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I don't think I will."

Before he could speak anymore he was pushed to the ground, Luke's fists swinging to hit his face every time.

Calum's face soon was covered with blood and Luke angrily screamed insults.

Suddenly a hazel eyed boy ran round the corner and gasped at the scene.

"Cal!" He cried. "Luke,"

"Ashton." Luke snarled.

"P-please let him go." Tears spilled over Ashton's cheeks and Luke let out a sigh.

He stood up and kicked Calum one more time, picking up his basket and going past Ashton.

"I'm sorry." He breathed. "To you, not him." 

Ashton sniffled and nodded, running over to Calum.

Luke felt bad for Ashton, him and Calum had been dating for two years but everyone knew Calum was an asshole who didn't deserve Ashton.

Ashton however, was completely in love with Calum.

He paid and left, no one daring to question him.

When he got to Michaels he went straight up to the small boys room to find him curled up in an adorable little ball in bed.

He nudged Michael softly. "Babe."

Michael stirred and swatted Luke's hand away.

Luke chuckled and kissed Michael's cheek, sitting on the end of the bed.

Soon Michael got curious and peeled his eyes open, crawling over to Luke and he sat down.

"What's that?" He asked tiredly, pointing to the bag.

"It's for you."

Michael smiled and opened the bag, staring at all the different chocolates Luke had bought.

"Thank you," he said excitedly.

He reached for Luke's hand but he gasped when seeing the stained blood and cuts on his knuckles.

"L-Luke why is there blood?"

Luke bit his lip. "I um..."

"Luke." He sighed.

"I... Hit Calum."

Michaels eyes widened. "N-no!"

"He was talking badly of you, Mikey, I-"

Michael started to cry.

"What's wrong?"

Michael rocked back and forth.
"He... He's going to kill m-me."

Luke frowned. "What..? Mikey, is he the one that's been... Calling you names?"

Michael could only nod.

"I'm going to kill him." Luke stood up, angry eyes.

Michael scrambled to his feet and stood in front of Luke.

"P-please don't."

Luke looked down at him. "What am I supposed to do Michael?!"

Michael cringed at the full length of his name.  "I d-don't know."

"Exactly."

Michael rested a hand on Luke's chest. "Please."

Luke sighed and his face softened. "Come here Mikey."

Michael let out a breath and let Luke wrap his arms around him. He let out small sniffles into Luke's chest.

"I wont do anything." Luke rolled his eyes. "But you know it's my job to protect you."

"Have a day off." Michael mumbled and Luke chuckled, kissing the top of his head.

"Movies?" Luke asked and michael nodded eagerly.

Luke still wasn't sure he could keep his promise though.