For StaceyStonier
"Mikey!" Luke cried from the bathroom before continuing to throw up the contents of his stomach.
"Baby.." Michael whispered, kneeling down behind Luke once he saw what was going on, rubbing his back.
Luke squeezed Michaels hand, the feeling unbearable for him.
"You're hot. You're burning up." Michael whispered as he felt Luke's forehead.
"You must've caught the stomach bug I just got over." Michael said, and Luke whined, flushing the toilet.
While Luke brushed his teeth, Michael went and fixed up the bed for Luke. He covered Luke's side with a white fuzzy blanket.
"Cuddle me." Luke pouted, dragging his feet across the floor.
"Luke, I need t-"
"Please?" Luke's asked in a sweet voice, his baby blue eyes filled with innocence as a single curl fell over his forehead.
"I can't say no to you." Michael whispered, crawling in bed beside Luke.
He held Luke's waist, pressing his chest to Luke's back.
"I feel better when you hold me." Luke whispered.
"Really?" Michael asked.
"Not just when I'm sick. Anytime. Whenever you hold me, I always feel better no matter what." Luke told him, causing Michael to smile and kiss the back of his neck.
"I love you more than anything in the world, Michael. You just saw me look so disgusting but you still lay here and hold me.." Luke whispered.
"You look pretty even when you're puking." Michael laughed, causing Luke to shake his head and laugh along
"That's not very romantic but I'll take it." Luke told him, laying his head completely down
"I love you too, by the way." Michael whispered, kissing Luke's jaw quickly.
