horny ♢ muke ✓

twenty-two

"i swear to god if you die on me i'll bring you back to life just to kill you again you stupid little motherfucker." michael threatens, glaring down at the pale boy lying on the hospital bed.

luke's been like that for almost twenty four hours. unconscious. if it weren't for the beeping heart monitor hooked up to luke, michael would've thought his baby was dead.

he looks so fragile. his face is deathly pale, there's no colour to be seen. his hair is no longer wet but it's dry and brittle looking. luke's once pink and plush lips are now cracked and dry.

michael shifts around to get a better look at luke's face but winces when he feels the surging pain in his kneecap. the day before, when luke attempted his suicide, michael panicked and literally rammed his knee into the door. even though he managed to break his door down and enter the washroom, luke was already unconscious by the time michael jumped in.

"mr clifford, please refrain yourself from threatening the patients." the nurse purses her lips.

"i would, but this little ass wipe deserves it! how dare he try to leave me? this mushy piece of three year old poo is dead to me, i'm going to rip him apart, piece by piece the second he wakes up!" michael continues ranting angrily.

"if you don't stop, i'm going to have to ask you to leave." the nurse states tiredly.

"fine," michael sighs.

the nurse copies his sigh and exits the room. michael leans over and rests his head on luke's chest.

luke looks ridiculous in his stupid hospital gown the people forced onto him. even though he looked like a runaway bride of some sort, michael still finds him pretty cute. michael litters kisses across luke's jawline and kisses him softly on the lips.

michael tenses up when he hears the beeping go faster. he looks at the monitor and it's just luke's heart beating faster.

"damn. i can still make your heart race when you're unconscious." michael laughs softly to himself.

michael grazes luke's penis over the thin hospital gown and the monitor goes haywire. michael is worried that luke may be having a heart attack.

"and you call me horny," michael scoffs.

michael presses one last kiss onto luke's cold lips before he stands up and turns away. as much as michael would love to stay here with luke, he still has school. it seems like michael only took one or two steps when he feels a weak grasp on his wrist. surprised, he whirls around and stares at luke. luke's blue eyes are now open and darting around the room.

michael's relieved to find luke alive. the doctor's already told him luke would make it, but michael was still worried. michael has never been happier to stare into luke's dazed blue eyes.

"don't leave me," luke whispers hoarsely.

"why not? you were about to leave me." michael retorts. despite what he's saying, michael knows he's not going to leave anymore. he's going to be stuck my luke's side if luke wants him there.

"that was a mistake," luke confesses.

"why'd you do it?" michael asks, feeling hurt.

"i don't know. i was feeling pretty shitty. calum's death just tipped me over the edge i guess." luke admits.

"i was so scared luke. don't you ever dare try something stupid like that ever again!" michael raises his voice slightly.

"i won't. i promise i won't." luke says.

"you better not." michael retorts dryly.

luke shifts around and reaches out to touch the bandaid on michael's forehead. it was the injury that luke caused.