"Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you? Why can't I breath whenever I think about you?" I sung to myself, caressing the blond's cheek as he slept.
I wonder if he was aware of how beautiful he looked when he was asleep. Luke moved into me, resting his head on my shoulder.
I smiled, gently kissing his forehead. The clouds passed us, whirling around the plane. I held onto his hand, rubbing the pad of my thumb over his knuckles. They were pink, like his cheeks.
"Love you bunny."
|Luke|
"Its so pretty." I whispered, looking at the small apartment.
It smelled like Chinese food and Pizza. Mainly because it was an apartment on top of a pizza place and a Chinese place.
"Smells good." Michael replied, setting the rest of our bags down on the floor.
"I like it." I grinned. I went over and moved the dusty curtains.
The view wasn't all that special, pretty ironic actually. A brick wall with a grey cat sitting on the ledge.
"Awh poor thing."
It hissed at me, showing off its icy blue eyes. Then it stretched, stood up and dropped to the other side of the wall.
"Probably an outside cat." Mikey stated, glancing outside. "No cat allowed here, remember?"
"That sucks." I frowned.
The older boy patted my hip softly before pulling away from me.
"the beds one of those wall-pull outs. And there's this guy from the pizza place that said he'll help us out if we get a fridge and all that."
"Why do we need a fridge? We have Chinese and pizza downstairs." I laughed.
"Leftovers."
"Solid point."
Michael pulled the bar for the bed down, showing me the bare bed frame.
"So we need a bed too?" I sighed.
"Hey, don't worry about it. I'll buy one and you can put the clothes away." Michael promised me, leaning down and kissing my cheek.
"Alright. I'm really hoping you packed more than one pair of underwear though." I sighed.
"Have some faith in me."
