5sos Blurb Book #4

muke

michael liked the color red — it was his hair — and the color of his favorite app--
youtube
he had now over a million subscribers and punk luke lost the bet — that he could get a million by january — so now he has to do a video with michael.
so he plopped in front of the camera next to michael as michael squealed about the how well do we know each other tag and the bet of who ever got more questions wrong at the end would get a pie to the face, and luke stared at him, smiling when he saw his red cheeks and hearing him stumble over his words and he leaned in to kiss his cheek
'luke you're so going to lose.'
'oh, bring it baby.'
so michael made a list and so did luke, and michael smirked because luke was so going to fail.
'okay, when we go out to eat, what kind of drink do i get.'
luke grinned
'you get raspberry ice tea — sweetened — and then you use exactly two and a half packets of sugar.'
he smirked when michael glared at him.
michael asked so many questions — so many that luke got right
'what is my nervous habit?'
'you bite your sweater paws.'
that was when michael started to lose confidence so he opted for harder questions
'how many videos do i have on my channel?'
'oh please, 146'
and the answers were immediate, like luke had memorized them — him — and he never thought luke was that observant.
'okay, last question.'
'bring it.'
'what color were my bedroom walls when we visited?'
'white.'
michael smirked
he screamed out a buzzing sound and luke cocked an eyebrow
'your walls were white.'
'they were baby blue.'
'no they were not.' he smirked and michael grinned
'i'm gonna call my mum, then we'll find out.'

the other thing that was white — besides his walls —  was the pie in front of him and luke was cheering next to him as he pouted.
'aw, kitten.' he mumbled and hugged him tight  'be happy, kittens love pie.'
michael glared at his smile and pouted
'please don't smash it in my face.' he mumbled cutely, widening his eyes like luke always melted over
'i'm sorry baby but you lost.'
'please?'
'mmm i don't think so.' he whispered with a small smile, petting his hair and kissing his pout
'please lukey.' he whispered, wobbling his bottom lip and luke smiled, taking the pie and michael held his breath,
but luke didn't smash it in his face, he dipped his finger in the whipped cream and smeared it across michael's cheek, making two lines before doing the same to the other cheek, michael finally understanding when he put a plop on his nose and he pouted
'such a cute baby kitten.'