The Cat and the Wolf / Muke Sequel

Chapter Three.

7.5k on kitten thank you lovelies <3 This song kinda fits the chapter, but really it's just a fucking amazing cover so I recommend you listen to it anyways. :p oh and guess what, this isnt edited.

Luke woke up the next morning with a headache and a cold bed. He sighed and sat up.

"Kitten?" He called out. Nothing.

He rose out of bed and walked out of the room. He then noticed a bundle under the blankets on the couch. He sighed and walked to the couch.

"Kitten," He hummed softly. The small boy stirred. 

Luke sat on the coffee table. "Kitten, I am so sorry."

Michael 'humphed' and turned the other way. 

"Please let me make it up to you," Luke sighed.

"There's nothing to make up for," Michael mumbled.

"Yeah there is. I was an ass to you, I got drunk, I was rude. I promise, I'll dedicate this week to you, I'll take the week off and make it all about you, as I should make my life about you."

Michael sat up and crossed his legs, looking at his lover. 

"Please, I promise," Luke frowned.

Michael sighed. "Fine."

"Thank you! I promise it's going to be amazing," Luke exclaimed.

"Oh is it?" Michael asked, smiling.

"Yes! I'll make everyday something, you're going to love it," Luke explained.

"What's today?" Michael asked excitedly.

"Today is going to all you're favourites," Luke said standing up. "Now go get pretty! We're leaving in fifteen minutes."

"I'm going to need more than fifteen minutes, love," Michael said, giggling.

"Really, you don't even need fifteen seconds, Kitten, you look amazing even just in your pajamas."

Michael blushed and pecked Luke's lips. Luke watched as Michael went to change and waited patiently. He smiled when his lover came out dressed in a collared floral dress and white high top converse.

"You look beautiful, Kitten," Luke whispered, resting his hands on Michael's waist.

Michael blushed, "thank you, love."

Luke first took Michael to his favourite place for breakfast, iHop. (I'm canadian lol we don't even have iHop) The two ordered their favourite, red velvet pancakes with cream cheese icing. 

"Thank you," Luke thanked the waitress when she brought them their pancakes.

Luke glanced up at Michael, who was smiling like a kid on Christmas morning at the pancakes in front of him.

"I surely don't take you out for breakfast enough," Luke chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Michael asked, mouth full of pancakes.

"You looked at those pancakes like they were a really cute puppy or something," Luke laughed.

"They're just so good!" Michael explained, spitting some of his pancake out as he spoke.

"Maybe we should make this a weekly thing if I get to see that smile all the time," Luke said.

"Yes, please!" Michael shouted, mouth still full.

The two continued on with their breakfast making small talk about their jobs and schooling and what not. 

"Luke, this has been nice and all, but yesterday you told me you haven't got paid yet," Michael said.