Music in me (once in a lifetime)

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Credit; nevermuke

Song; music in me,, high school musical cast

Summary; GUYS ITS HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL PART TWO so read 'til' we're separate hearts (soarin', flyin')' first!!

[much more mashton this time around ;)]

Enjoy :D

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One of Michael's favorite things about his basement is the fact that it's essentially soundproof. And that means making out with his boyfriend while some random Spotify playlist of pop punk and rock music plays.

They're in the middle of "Always" by Blink-182, and in the middle of Michael slowly grinding on top of Ashton as they sit in the love seat (eyebrow waggle) while making out, when Ashton pulls away, fingers still in Michael's hair, which is now bright red again after being bright red then blue then soft blue then blonde again. Embracing his punk side has been awesome.

"What's up?" Michael checks, slightly out of breath from being in complete control.

Ashton points to the wall, that in their current position, only he can see. Michael drops his hips lower onto Ashton, slightly on purpose, as he twists to see what Ashton's talking about.

"What? My One Direction poster again? I told you that was a phase but it still looks cool-"

"Look at the clock," Ashton says, eyebrows furrowing and hand dropping from his hair. He automatically misses the feeling.

Michael looks. The digital clock reveals the time to be 10:45pm on the Thursday before their last day of junior year (thank god.) "What about it? You sleepy? You getting tired on me, Wildcat?" He teases his boyfriend.

Ashton rolls his eyes at that. He could probably outrun an wildcat with how strong and fit he is. "Fuckin' right, Clifford. I'm talking about the fact we've definitely been in here for like four hours and no one has interrupted us."

"Not everyone has younger siblings and the mom from Mean Girls ," Michael says, getting a bit defensive.

Ashton turns red, "You said you wouldn't bring that up again."

"Your mom offered to buy you lube, Irwin. When I was about to go down on you. I get to hold that over you for life ."

Ashton exhales, but he's smiling a bit. Then he gets serious again. "Where are your parents?"

On some dumbass couples retreat to try to save their marriage is what he almost says, and what is probably the truth. But instead he says, "I think they wanted to do a mini-vacation thing before I'm stuck at home all break. They're staying at a hotel for the weekend."

"And you're all alone? They just left you?" He looks so concerned.

Michael, on the other hand, is not. Ash doesn't get it; his family, even though his father left ages ago (and Ash never speaks of him), is solid. He has such a good relationship with his mom and his siblings. Michael's parents don't even know that he's gay; Ashton's sister once tried to set Ash up once with a boy. Completely different living situations.

Michael lets his fingers play with Ashton's golden hair, in curls that might be a bit too long but still look fucking amazing. "I told you, they kinda do that. It's all good. I'm not a baby in a locked car. I'm a big boy," Sick of talking about his parents, he grinds his hips into Ashton's again, and revels in the way Ashton's head kicks back. "I could prove it to you, if you want."

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