It Takes Two (Sabriel/Destiel/Michifer) (UNDER HEAVY EDITING)

Everyone Is Happy Again

YASSSSSS I STAND BY THIS STORY

Let's do this

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Saturday, November 27th

Michael still wasn't awake. He was suppose to wake up Thursday, the doctor said so. He said it wasn't a coma and he should be up within hours. Lucifer held on.

"I can't wait for you to wake up, Mikey. We're gonna go to the movies, and out to eat, and watch Gravity Falls. You just wait, it'll be fun.

"Luci." A calm voice said. He turned to see Gabe walking in.

"Only Mikey calls me that." Lucifer shifted in the chair and watched Michael, hearing Gabe sit down.

"About that, you need to come home. He'll wake up so-"

"Exactly. I need to be here when he does."

Gabe sighed internally. "Luce, we don't even know if he will wake up at-"

"Shut up!" Lucifer turned to Gabe. "You have your boy toy waiting for you at home. You don't know what this is like so shut your damn mouth. Mikey will wake up and then I'll be happy and come home. Got it?"

"Ahem." Their heads turned fast enough to cause whiplash.

Michael was awake.

"Mikey." Luci's voice croaked lightly.

"What happened?" Lucifer ignored his question and shot up, wrapping his arms around him. Michael instantly hugged back.

Gabe smiled, leaving the room to call everyone and tell them Michael's awake and warn them of how gay it is in there.

"I knew you'd wake up." They had just let go of each other and Lucifer was now sitting on the bed cross legged.

"How long was I out?" Michael couldn't remember anything after the faint sound of his own voice telling Lucifer he loved him.

"Two days." He heard Michael quietly go 'oh'.

"Mika?" Michael looked up at him.

"Yeah, Luce?"

"Why did you do it?" Michael averted his eyes and focused on anything but him.

"Luci," Michael sighed. "I didn't get accepted to college"

"That's no reason to kill yourself, Mikey! You could've told me!" Lucifer knew it was bad to yell at him like this and at this time but he couldn't help it. His best friend tried to leave him.

"You looked busy eating that girl's face!" Michael had light tears streaming down his face.

Lucifer was silent. He moved and leaned against the headboard, pulling Michael onto his lap.

"Mikey, she kissed me. I pushed her away to come see you." Michael felt horrible. Lucifer continued. " When I got there, I couldn't find you. I looked everywhere. Then there you were. Your blood w-was everywhere." His voice began to break. "I thought you were g-gone."

"But I'm not. See?" Michael was now facing him, still on his lap. He cupped his hands around Lucifer's tear-stained cheeks, forcing him to look up. "I'm okay. And I'm not going anywhere."

"Promise?"

"I promise." Lucifer pulled him close and they sat in a comfortable silence.

They both wanted to say it. They'd wanted to say it for years. When Michael did, the circumstances were horrid.

Lucifer wanted to tell him. He wanted the whole world to know that he loved Michael too. So he did.

"Wanna hear something crazy?" Michael moved back and tilted his head.