Bubblegum || Muke

Chapter Twenty-Two || Muke Is Emo Af

Song: Resolution- Matt Corby

U GOTTA LISTEN TO THIS SONG OKAY^^^^

"Do you want to like... Go get some coffee? Work still doesn't start for another thirty minutes if you just wanted to catch up..." Luke suggested, seeing as they were still in the bathroom. Michael unhooked his arms from Luke's waist and stepped back, blushing.

"Y-Yeah, sorry. I can tell Calum to make us some mocha lattes and we can sit down," Michael gave a tiny smile and started to walk.

"No-- not Starbucks. We can go to that small coffee cart by Build-A-Bear and come back here," Luke grabbed Michael's arm and pulled him back.

"Fine. Let's go there and we can just sit in my car or something. I'm not in the mood for people right now," Michael sighed and rubbed his eyes. It was way too early.

So the two boys went to the cart and ordered their drinks. After, they walked out the front doors, through the parking lot, and to Michael's car in silence. Luke got in the passenger seat and Michael got in the drivers.

It was still quiet.

"You won't be seeing Calum anymore," Luke shook his head. "After...After seeing you on your couch with a blanket covering-- and Calum at the door practically naked-- I just..." Luke started to get choked up. His eyes started watering and his throat became dry and tight. He tried to continue talking but no sound came out.

He blinked really hard and a stray tear rolled down his flustered cheek.

"I love you so much. I don't think I've ever told you--maybe I have-- but it fucking killed me. I don't want to walk in your house, afraid of what I'll see. Don't put me in that kind of pain again." Luke finally let out a muffled sob and covered his mouth with his hand.

"I'm supposed to look like a bomb ass motherfucker but here I am, crying in your white Honda. You're killing me," Luke looked at Michael who had tears brimming his eyes as well. Luke sadly laughed and grabbed Michael's face with his hands.

"I don't feel like working today anymore," Michael admitted and wiped his eyes. Mascara smeared but Luke didn't tell him that.

Luke didn't say anything for a while. He just examined all of Michael's perfect flaws in his face and his swollen, red eyes. It was quiet, besides the few sniffles heard in between the two boys.

Finally, Luke leaned over the center console and got closer to Michael. "You're so pretty when you cry. You're perfect, Mikey."

Michael blushed and practically purred at the compliment. "Let's just stay in here today and talk. Please?"

"Of course. Let me call Morgan and tell her my brother's in the hospital or something," Luke leaned back in his seat and pulled out his phone.

The conversation with Morgan went smoothly and Michael did the same with his boss. Then, they were just sitting in silence again.

Luke couldn't take it any longer. He leaned over against the console again and connected his lips with Michael's. Michael squeaked in surprise, but was kissing back quickly.

For some reason, Luke couldn't stop crying. Tear after tear rolled down his cheek and mixed in with their kiss. Maybe it was because he was so happy to have this perfect boy back, or maybe it was because Michael could do so much better--that he didn't deserve a second chance.

"I love you," Michael muttered. Luke's tummy erupted in butterflies.

Luke rested his forehead on Michael's. He played with Michael's small fingers and admired how cute they were. Each nail had chipped green polish.

"I promise. Calum and I are friends. I won't ever do that with him again... not anyone. I feel awful about it because of Ashton but Calum was the one who suggested it so I didn't say no. I was so desperate to feel something because my heart was shattered and wounded. But I didn't even stop to think about what you were going through. I'm just so-"

"Stop talking about it," Luke glanced up at Michael's green eyes.

"No, we need to talk about it! This isn't something that we can ignore. Aren't you questioning me and angry?" Michael asked, stunned.

"No. That's in the past and I probably won't let you talk to Calum anymore but--"

"I thought so... Look, I feel awful. You probably don't like me as much anymore because you think I'm a whore but I don't blame--

Luke gasped and connected his lips to Michael's once again to shut him up. It was heated yet also passionate, and both of the boys were obsessed with the way each other's tongues tasted, as weird as it sounds.

"Will you be my boyfriend again?" Luke asked during the kiss and Michael smiled, pecking his lips once again.

"You're so cute when you're flustered. Yes."

For a while, both of them made out and told each other cute things. That was until Morgan came out on her break and saw the two of them. She came up and knocked on Luke's window.

"Care to explain?" he heard he ask from outside. He cursed under his breath and opened the door.

"Ah, hello. See, I just got back from the hospital. Mikey here drove me," he blushed and looked at Michael who was fixing his hair in a small mirror.

"Sure. Your shift starts in twenty minutes. Your boss will be hearing about this too," Morgan pointed at Michael and smiled. He gasped and shut the small mirror, begging her not to tell.

"See you boys later," she smiled and walked away.

"Damn her," Luke laughed.

"So this means I have to go back too, doesn't it?"

"Not yet. We still have twenty minutes. What do you want to do till then?" Michael smirked, biting his lip. He glanced down at Luke's crotch.

"O-Oh. Well--" Luke couldn't finish his sentence because Michael already had his hand down Luke's tight jeans. Luke gasped when Michael wrapped his hand around his length.

A/N: a little torturous, I know, but I tried to write the smut and I couldn't 😂😂 maybe if you beg enough, morgan will write it next chapter *wink*

school starts Monday and I'm gonna cry.

I FEEL LIKE WE'RE LOSING READS. ARE WE NOT DOING SOMETHING YOU GUYS WANT ORR..?????? ITS WORRYING ME.

Q: how was your New Years?

A: I cried all night, who knows why. emotional as hell but HEY IM OKAY NOW.

luv u fren.

-Riley x