michael and luke talked on the phone through the entire night. michael didn't mind it at all, in fact, he was grateful that luke had called him. despite the fact that luke had disturbed his sleep, or his attempt at sleeping. michael knew that he'd wake up later in the night, shivering and covered in cold sweat. so he'd rather spend the entire night talking to luke.
luke's voice was warm and calming. it was rough, like steel, but soft in a way. much like ocean waves. rough, but gentle at times. his voice helped michael fall asleep once the morning came. even though it was quite unhealthy to sleep during the day, it was better than not getting any sleep at all.
right before michael fell asleep, they had talked about meeting up the next night. michael was quite happy with the idea and agreed to it immediately. now as he wakes up at 5 in the afternoon, his heart beats quickly in his chest at the memory of the conversation and the plans that await him for the night.
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Mental ✧ muke
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