Luke's Kitten ✔

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"Luke, are we going to the Christmas party at Louis's this year or not?"

I sighed, "I don't know."

"He, J, won't be there. They aren't allowed, remember? And I know you're still nervous about Michael and what happened last year."

I frowned, the scene playing out in my head. My pale sub, my BunnyBoy who smelled like jasmine and lilacs, sitting up on that sink counter, making out with that curly haired boy. Matty and Johnny.

"Michael loves you Luke." Ashton said, "He can't live without you and he'll never treat you badly, you know that."

"I know." I whispered.

"He loves you Luke."

"I love him too.".

We were silent, the two older boys looking at me. Whimpered and cries came up from upstairs and I immediately stood up, racing to Michael's room. Everything fought left my head except for the instinct to protect Mikey.

Michael thrashed around in his bed, sobbing loudly. Even in his dreams he screamed out for me to rescue him. I got to his bed, shaking his shoulder.

"Baby, wake up. Wake up I'm right here." I said, desperate to pull him from his nightmare.

His eyelids shot up and he clung to me, sobbing harder and harder.

"D-Daddy!" He cried out.

"Shh, shh...i got you. I got you." I whispered, rubbing his back and I pulled him into my lap.

I rocked him back and forth, rubbing circles on his back and quietly shushing him.

The young hybrid clung to me, soaking the fabric on my shoulder with his tears. Michael's tail wrapped so tight around my wrist I couldn't move it.

"Poor baby." I whispered, "Did you have a bad dream?"

Michael hiccuped and nodded, "M-my old d-daddy w-was trying t-t-to hu-hurt me. H-he s-said i-I was w-worthless and w-will take m-me back."

His voice cracked as he sobbed and stuttered, "I-I don't w-want to go back. He was horrible to me! I-i-I want t-to stay with you!"

"I'm not going anywhere Michael. I promise." I said, holding him tight.

His breathing calmed slightly and he hiccuped and sniffled. We just held onto each other for a while. I ran my hand up and down his back, then up and down his arms and legs.

Mikey eventually fell asleep, his cheeks tearstained and drained of any color. I gave him a sympathetic smile as I fixed his messy fringe. He didn't get a lot, but I knew how much he hated nightmares.

I eventually fell asleep in his bed, holding him close as I listened to his breathing. Maybe going to the Christmas party wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.

Ashton was right, I loved Michael and Michael loved me.

Nothing can tear through love.

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short but this chapter gave me some very good ideas for chapters to come so stay tuned babes

~Cookie Xx