Sweetheart • muke •

Chapter Eleven

•March•

In March we shared our first kiss.

"Come on sweetheart,
let's go before it gets dark"
Michael called to luke as he grabbed two coats out of the hall closet and slipped one on. Seconds later Luke came bouncing down the stairs, dressed in black tights under a dark grey skirt and a soft pink sweater tucked into the skirt so it didn't look so big on him. His tattered converse clicked lightly against the floor as he bounced towards Michael, a playful smile on his lips. Michael smiled softly as luke stopped in front of him, nervously playing with the hem of his skirt.

"I-is it o-o-okay?"
Luke hesitantly asked. Michael smiled, gently pushing small hairs away from Luke's forehead.

"You look beautiful, sweetheart"
Michael said. Luke beamed up at Michael, giggling lightly as he twirled around.

"Thank you"
The blonde whispered. Michael chuckled, wrapping Luke in a black coat so he wouldn't get cold.

"Let's go"
Michael smiled, lacing his fingers with
the blondes as they walked out of the apartment. Luke swayed their arms back and forth as Michael led then to his car. He helped the blonde into the front seat, buckling him in despite the complaints from the blonde that he could do it himself. Luke giggled as the seat belt clicked and Michael pressed a kiss to his cheek. Michael chuckled, closing lukes door then jogging around to the drivers seat.

Three wrong turns and a few minutes of luke giggling and giving Michael the right direction, the two boys arrived at the park.

As soon as Michael parked the car Luke was out of it, slamming the door shut as he ran towards the empty playground. Michael laughed lightly, getting out of the car and following Luke where he was climbing up the little rock wall. Michael followed, trying his best not to look up the boys skirt as he climbed.

"Mikey sit behind me"
Luke excitedly said as he sat on the slide. Michael slid behind Luke, stretching his legs on each side of luke as he wrapped his arms around the boys hips.

"Ready, sweetheart"
Michael asked with a smile. Luke nodded eagerly, practically jumping in his seat. Michael pushed against the structure, Luke giggled as they went down the slide, falling off and landing on the grass. Luke giggled loudly, turning around and laying his head on Michael's chest, giggling into the material. Michael laughed with Luke, brushing his fingers lightly through the boys hair. Luke tangled his legs with Michael's, laying his head on the grass as his giggles died down.

Michael sighed, brushing his fingers through lukes hair as he turned on his side, keeping his legs entwined with Luke's. The blonde stopped giggling all together as he looked at Michael, a wide smile planted on his lips. Michael slowly moved his head closer to Luke, his hand placed gently on the boys hip. Luke fisted Michael's shirt as his eyes started to flutter. Luke felt Michael's breath fanning over his lips as he parted then slightly. The blonde slightly pulled on Michael's tee shirt as the older boy moved closer, his lips hovering over lukes, waiting for any signs of hesitation. But then Luke was closing his eyes and Michael was softly placing his lips on lukes. Unmoving and simply feeling the blondes soft yet slightly chapped lips on Michael's.

Luke slowly slid his lips from Michael and kissed him again. Luke pulled away, burying his face in Michael's shirt as he smiled to himself. Michael sighed, his heart beating erratically as a goofy smile formed on his lips.

"Will you push me on the swings?"
Luke asked shyly, lifting his face from Michael's shirt with a crimson blush.

"Of course, sweetheart"
Michael picked himself up, easily helping Luke up before they were walking towards the swings.

"You want some ice cream, babe?"
Michael asked, slightly gesturing to the small ice cream cart being pushed by an elderly man.

"Strawberry, please"
Luke nodded with a smile. Michael made a face that caused lukes eyebrows to furrow.

"You don't like strawberry?"
Luke asked with a gasp.

"Who likes strawberry?"
Michael teasingly asked.

"Me! I like strawberry! It's pink and pretty-"

"Like you"
Michael cut the blonde off. Luke blushed, looking down with a smile as Michael paid for their ice creams.

"Your strawberry ice cream"
Michael bowed, holding the ice cream out for Luke. Luke giggled, taking the ice cream from Michael and slowly licking at it. Michael led them over to the swingsets, holding lukes ice cream until he got on. Michael walked behind Luke, kissed his cheeks, then started pushing him.