Mental ✧ muke

4.9

michael walked out of his and ashton's apartment dressed in ripped black skinny jeans, a grey oversized sweater, and red vans. he walked over to the pizzeria that luke had told him they should meet up at with a wide smile.

once he reached the place, he walked inside and texted luke saying that he was laredy there. soon enough, he heard luke's voice inside the restaurant. "michael!" michael lifted his head up and saw luke waving at him from one of the booths at a corner of the pizzeria. michael smiled widely and walked over to him, sitting in front of him. "hey, luke!"

"hello, michael. it's great to see you again." luke smiled at the younger male, and michael smiled back. luke might only be a friend, but michael felt extremely happy around him. it was almost as if luke had something to him that just made michael feel so giddy, but he couldn't just quite place what it was.

but whatever. that didn't matter. he was just happy to be with luke. he was happy around luke. that's all. nothing much.

"nice to see you again, too. so, did you order yet?" luke shook his head. "nope. not yet. i wanted to wait for you to know what you'd like." michael chuckled and nodded. "okay...well, i think i'd like pepperoni pizza. the classic, basically."

"large or medium?"

"large, just in case."

"alright then, one large pepperoni pizza it is." luke stood up from the booth and walked over to the counter. michael watched him with a large smile. he's never felt this happy before and he owes it all to luke.