Luke lightly smiled at Michael as he walked in the house. He stood up, and ran over to him, hugging him tightly.
"Luke, not right now please." Michael asked, and pushed Luke gently away from him.
"Sorry. I just missed you." He said softly, and looked up at Michael.
He followed Michael up to their room, and shut the door behind him. He slowly walked over to Michael who was changing from his work clothes.
He replaced Michael's hands with his own, and started unbuttoning Michael shirt.
"You know, I was thinking maybe we could do something fun..." Luke whispered, and looked up at Michael through his lashes, as he started undoing Michael's belt slowly.
"Luke, we've had sex four times this week. Usually I wouldn't be the one to complain, but please not tonight." He said, and Luke looked down at the rest of the buttons on Michael's shirt, and nodded.
"I'm sorry, I just thought you'd want to." Luke said, and shrugged.
"Nope. I'm not like you. Sex isn't the only thing I want." Michael mumbled, and Luke looked up, and pushed Michael back.
"What's up with you? Why would you say that? You know that's not all I want!" Luke said, offended that Michael would even say that.
"It sure as hell seems like it." Michael laughed, and Luke started to walk to the door before he turned around.
"What made you think that was okay to say? Recently, I've tried so hard to get your attention, and offering sex is honestly the only way I can get it. I just- Michael, I'm just tired of you pushing me away when I get close to you, and I tired of you turning your back to me when we go to sleep. When we have sex, it's the only time I feel like you still want me for some reason." Luke cried, shutting the door behind him before he ran down the stairs.
He looked up at the clock on the wall and saw it was 11:10 p.m.
He ran outside, and sat on the edge of the pool, sticking his feet in.
"I wish that Michael would love me the way he used to. I wish he would still hold my hand, and tell me how pretty he thinks I am when I wake up. I wish he would hold me, and tell me how much he loves me like he used to." Luke said softly, making his 11:11 wish.
He sighed and wiped his eyes as he looked down at the pool. He never wanted him and Michael to turn out like this. He always thought they would be indestructible. Together happily until the end.
Luke looked up when he saw Michael sit beside him.
"I know if someone hears your wish, it probably won't come true, but I sure as hell know that this one will." He said, and Luke just laid his head on Michael's shoulder.
"I'm sorry I made you feel so neglected. I think sometimes I take you for granted, and I really shouldn't. I just always think you're gonna be with me forever, and you could never leave, so I leave you alone and just expect you to always be there. I know one day that's not gonna be true if I keep treating you like this. You're my princess and you need to be treated so much better. I love you so much, Luke." Michael whispered, holding Luke's hand tightly in his.
He leaned down and kissed Luke's head.
"I missed you." Luke whispered, snuggling into Michael's side.
"You're never gonna feel alone again." Michael whispered, and he meant it.
Everyday the following week, he came home during his lunch break just to kiss Luke and tell him he loves him. He brought home dinner, and cute little presents for Luke. He held Luke every night until he fell asleep. He meant it when he said Luke deserves better, so he gave it to him.
