He's just not that into you ♡ muke

- 16 - i promise - 16 -

This picture sums up what I do most of the time.

- 16 -

"Stop breathing so loudly I'm trying to sleep."

Luke looked away from his phone to Michael's body.

"How long have you been awake?"

It's more of a demand than it is a question. Luke likes to have things his way.

Finally, Michael turns, there's some black eyeliner smudged under his eyes and it's a throwback to when they used to wake up together after concerts.

"It's hard to not wake up to the sounds of you tripping three times before making it to my bedroom."

"That was almost two hours ago!" Now Luke is mad, he throws his phone in Michael's direction. It falls to the ground but he doesn't care. "You let me sit here thinking you were sleeping, I went through my Tumblr dash so far I've found naked men with Santa's hats on from like last year. "

Michael snorted but shared no indication he felt bad for the blond. "I thought you came for a cuddle but after ten minutes of you not joining I just went back to sleep. I wasn't ready to face the day yet."

"Well, after that ten minutes you could have figured out I didn't come to cuddle and actually pay attention to me. I don't like you ignoring me."

Michael unburied his face from the warm pillow to stare at his best friend.

"Who the fuck has been ignoring you?"

"I don't know mister I don't reply to my best friends texts."

After ten years of friendship, Michael was more than used to the drama Luke liked to make out of nothing.

"Last time I ignored you or your texts on purpose was when you asked for permission of imagining me to suck you off when you're masturbating."

Luke blushed. "I was like 16."

"My point exactly."

"You didn't reply to any of the last night's texts."

It seemed like Michael was either rolling his eyes or scrunching his eyebrows in confusion when he talked to Luke.

"How drunk were you?" Luke questions just as Michael reached down on the floor to fish out his phone.

Luke patiently (not really) waited as Michael's eyebrows almost meet in the middle from the lack of knowledge of what's going on.

"I guess Calum or Shawn must have read them because I sure didn't."

"Why would they... You know what never mind. That conversation can wait." Luke finally stood up from the chair that was hurting his ass and almost jumped on the bed to slap Michael's shoulder.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me you were playing?" Michael sighed but Luke hadn't finished talking. "You can roll your eyes all you want but don't turn this around like it's something you thought was for the best. In all these years of friendship, this was possibly the shittiest thing you've done to me."