Mikey's Little Penguin | Muke au

twenty

Luke and Calum had just gotten home from the store, and were putting the food away in the kitchen.

"They're gonna be here in less than an hour!" Luke exclaimed.

"Yeah, so don't embarrass yourself." Calum joked.

"Speak for yourself." Luke shot Calum a glare.

"Whatever." Calum shut the fridge and walked out of the kitchen.

Luke walked out of the kitchen, and then to his bedroom. He closed his door and plopped himself on his bed. he pulled out his phone to text Michael.

Lukehemmings: QKFJEKWJW

Michaelgclifford: FKSBDKWBSK

Lukehemmings: FUCKWKSJSK

Michaelgclifford: FUCKMEINTHEASSDJDNEK

Lukehemmings: WE'RE GONNA MEET SOON HOLY B A L L S

Michaelgclifford: I KNOW

Lukehemmings: I'm bored like why can't you be here nowwww

Michaelgclifford: Hold your horsies, they're running away.

Lukehemmings: You better catch them for me!

Michaelgclifford: I'm not responsible for your horsies.

Lukehemmings: Fine I'll catch them myself.

Michaelgclifford: You wouldn't have to catch them if yoU HELD THEM IN THE FIRST PLACE.

Lukehemmings: It's YOUR FAULT THAT I LET GO OF THEM.

Michaelgclifford: NO ITS YOUR OWN DAMN FAULT!

Michaelgclifford: CONTROL YOUR HORSES.

Lukehemmings: I can't cOntAIn mY HoRSES

Michaelgclifford: Well educate yourself.

Lukehemmings: Why are we in an argument about horses, anyway?

Michaelgclifford: Because you can't contain them.

Lukehemmings: Oh right.

Michaelgclifford: Ye.

Lukehemmings: AHH I'M SO EXCITED!

Michaelgclifford: SEE this is whY YOuR hOrSEs arE GoNE!

Lukehemmings: Whatever

Luke put his phone down and got up from his bed. He padded over to the mirror and messed with his hair, although, his mind was fixed solely on Michael. He couldn't wait to finally meet him. He was excited to meet Ashton, too, but not as much as Michael.

Luke imagined finally meeting him, and embracing him. He thought of how warm his hands would feel, intertwined with Michael's. He thought of getting lost in Michael's bright green eyes. He imagined Michael laying next to him, snuggled under the same bed sheets. Then suddenly, his thoughts were inturrupted by a knock on the door.

"Hey, can you help me tidy up the living room before they get here?" Calum's voice sounded from the other side of the door.

"Uh, y-yeah," Luke stuttered his response. He walked to his door and pulled it open, revealing Calum leaning against the door frame.

"Thanks," Calum smiled and led the way into the living room, with Luke following behind.

They both entered the living room, and Luke grabbed the duster that was laying on the table. He slowly brushed it across the surface of the coffee table, and Calum plugged the vacuum into an outlet. Calum glanced over to Luke with furrowed eyebrows.