Michael smiled at Luke as he walked through the curtain, showing him yet another outfit he likes.
"So beautiful." He whispered, making Luke blush.
This went on for about 20 minutes, until Luke found an outfit he knew his boyfriend would love.
Luke tried the outfit on, and smiled at himself in the mirror. He doesn't do that a lot. He looked so pretty and so curvy. The red color of the panties and matching crop top made Luke look so sexy. He felt beautiful.
He walked out with confidence, expecting a good reaction from Michael, but he was met with silence.
"Don't you love it? It's my favorite." Luke said, and blushed while he smiled, twirling around.
"You look very pretty, Luke, but I just don't think it's a good look for you. Doesn't really suit you. It's really revealing and it's not something you would wear." Michael said, so Luke just nodded, covering his arms over his showing stomach as he walked back into the dressing room.
Michael has always been brutally honest.
He really thought Michael would think he looked good in it. He felt beautiful, but he was wrong.
He quickly put his original clothes back on, and stepped out, walking from the dressing room.
"Where's all the stuff you said you wanted?" Michael asked.
"I change my mind. I think I just want to go home." He said, so Michael nodded, standing up.
They got to the store exit before Michael let go of Luke's hand.
"I left my phone in the changing room. Go pull up the car while I run and get it." Michael said, so Luke nodded, leaving the store quickly, walking into the parking lot.
He sighed and opened the door, starting the car.
He knows Michael was just trying to help, but that ruined Luke's whole day.
Luke pulled the car up to the sidewalk, and got into the passenger side as he waited for Michael. He laid his head down on the door, and closed his eyes, wanting to go home and curl up in bed alone.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Michael asked after he put something in the backseat, climbing into the driver seat.
"Nothing. I just don't feel good anymore." Luke muttered.
"Really? What's wrong?" Michael asked as he began driving home.
Luke didn't respond, and once they got home, he ran up him and Michael's room. He opened the drawer and took out all of the lace panties that looked like the red ones Michael didn't like. He piled up all of his crop tops too, and put them in a bag, throwing them to the back of the closet.
He laid down onto the bed, and finally let a tear escape his eye. He hated being so sensitive and insecure, but he can't help it. He's always had issues with that.
"I have a present that might make you feel better.." He heard but he just shook his head, letting his head stay in the pillow.
Michael sat down beside Luke, rubbing his back lightly as he sat the black box down.
"I'll just leave it here." Michael whispered, kissing Luke's head before he left.
Luke huffed and sat up once Michael was gone. He was still upset but he wanted to know what it was.
He opened the box, and his eyes widened at what he saw. It was Luke favorite red outfit from the store. He smiled, and picked up the note at the bottom.
I was lying when I said this didn't suit you. I've never seen you look more beautiful. I had to be the one to get this for you.
I love you,
Mikey(:
Luke got up and ran towards the door only to see Michael standing there waiting for him.
"I thought you thought I looked bad in it," Luke said, hugging Michael tightly.
"You've never looked bad in anything, and you never will. You are so unbelievably gorgeous,"
