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Luke

"Let's keep this just friends, okay?" Ashton whispered.

"But he kissed me Ashton. He-"

"It was a peck on the cheek. he's a sweet boy, he probably meant nothing by it," Ashton whispered to me.

"But I- I think I love him Ash," I admitted.

"Oh.... Well. Since he's like a son to me, I-"

"Disapprove, yeah I know," I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

"I was gonna say, go ahead, but if you don't want that I can-"

"No! I want that!"

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"Lukey?" Mikey said, walking down the stairs.

"Yes angel?"

"Luke teach Michael talk?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, getting off the couch and walking up to him.

"Michael funny talk. Want talk like Lukey," he said.

"You talk perfectly fine," I said, putting my hand on his cheek, causing him to gasp.

"L-Lukey? Cud-dle?" he stuttered, cheeks turning pink.

"Sure Mikey!" I said, grabbing his hand, leading him to the couch. We laid down, his face in my chest. We were surrounded by a comforting silence, apart from the sounds of our breathing.

"Lukey like Michael talk?"

"I love the way you talk." My hand found its way to his cheek, my thumb running over the soft skin gently. "Can I ask you something Mikey?"

"Yeah."

"Are you gay?"

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