Cancer ★ Muke au

VIII

Why the fuck would you do that?" An enraged Luke ask the group of people. "What has he ever fucking done to you?"

"Oh, just give it a rest," the girl said. "You know why we did that. His gay, little transgender ass deserved it."

"You fucking bitch," Luke stood up and clutched his fists together."people like you are honestly disgusting. I hope you rot in hell, bitch." The blonde ran out, leaving an emotionless girl siting there with her "friends".

Luke was enraged. He just wanted to go back there and punch every single one of them, but he knew if he did that would only make him as bad as them, and it would take time off of him finding Michael.

"Michael," Luke hollered out, worry laced in his throat. The blonde knew the small lilac boy couldn't have gone far, the events had only occurred  minutes ago, and it would take ages for someone to call a taxi in a place like that.

"Miley, are you here?" Luke said-more like yelled. Luke started walking off a different direction (o child don't be like zayn. Just go in one direction not different ones. I'll go kms now, thanks) until he heard soft sobs coming from a bench hidden behind a pole.

Luke sighed, coming closer to the soft whimpers. There he was, the beautiful sad boy. His strawberry shaded cheeks were covered in his salty tears. his forest-green eyes seemed to have lost their color. Maybe it was because it was night, or maybe it was just because he was upset. Either way, all Luke could do was stand there and watch the lilac beauty.

"Michael," Luke whispered as he sat next to the small boy. "It's okay, babe. They won't bother you anymore."

Michael rolled his eyes, "you don't know that luke," Michael didn't mean to sound rude, he was just upset.

"You're right," the blonde took Michael's small, fragile hand into his own large, and rough ones, "but I'll make sure if they ever come close to you, I'll beat their booties,"

Michael giggled at Luke's attempt to not swear. Since they started hanging out, Luke's potty mouth had gotten many slaps on the head. Michael hated when people cussed, and Luke began trying to keep his profanities to himself, not wanting to upset the small boy.  He would do anything to make the small boy happy. Heck, he would even stop breathing for the lilac boy.

"Thank you, luke," Michael looked up at Luke And his green eyes were met with the prettiest shade of ocean blue.

Luke could see Michael's pupils weren't as dull anymore, they were back to the beautiful forest-green color. "You're welcome, Mikey,"

Michael was about to stand up to leave before Luke caught his face in his  hands, and brought his face closer to Michael's. Their lip only inches away. Michael could feel his heart start to race at an unusual speed. He was exited yet nervous. He didn't know what was about to occur. But was he exited? Yes, most definitely.

Michael didn't know what to do, so he decided to close his eyes and pucker up his plump lips for the kiss-well At least that's what Michael thought it was gonna be-.

Before their lips actually touched, Luke leaned into Michael and licked his nose, causing Michael to accidentally kiss Luke's chin.

Luke let out a chuckle, "you had vanilla ice cream on your nose,"

Michael sat their frozen as he tapped  his feet on the concrete . "Oh"

Luke look down at Michael, his face still in his hands, "what?" He teased as he grinned down at the smaller boy.

"Nothing" Michael avoided all eye contact   with the blonde, he was too embarrassed to talk look him in the eyes.

"Are you sure?" the blonde cracked a stupid smirk. Michael nodded. "Okay, well then let's go," Michael nodded once again .

"Do you wanna sleep over, luke,"

"Hell yeah," Michael slapped his head and shook his head. "Hey, if Harry Potter can say "hell" so can I" Luke defended himself.

Michael let out a giggle, "whatever Lucas" Michael teased as he got up and started walking off to get a taxi.

"That's not my name, Michael,"

"Yeah, whatever"

A/N: i hate when people fucking message me and spam me with shit about how muke is dead and shit.  Like fuck off bitch. You don't see me getting in your damn business and telling you what you can't and can ship. If I see  more messages like that, I'm  going to start blocking people...sorry but it fucking pisses me off