The Nightmare Angel

Wrapped Around Your Finger

Michael sighed and rolled over in bed, finding the other side empty. He groaned and sat up, noticing their room was straightened up. He got out of bed and grabbed his suitcase, sniffing around for clean clothes. He pulled on a pair of bright pink boxers and sweatpants and walked out into the kitchen, shirtless. He sat at the table next to Luke who was dressed and ready for the day. He smiled and stood up, making his boyfriend a cup of coffee.

"Good morning," Luke said, sliding him the warm mug.

"Morning," Michael said, sipping some of the hot liquid. Calum and Ashton came in and plopped down at the table, both yawning in sync.

"Long night?" Luke asked, taking a drink of his own coffee.

"Yes, thanks to you two," Ashton said.

"If you guys want to fuck at one in the goddamn morning, can you at least keep it the hell down?" Calum said, yawning again. Luke blushed and looked down, but Michael just smirked.

"You're just mad because you're not getting any," he said, leaning against Luke. There was a knock on the door and Dave and Joanne walked in. Joanne didn't look up from her phone.

"You have 10 minutes to be ready and in the car, we have to be at the stadium in an hour," she demanded, still typing. Luke rolled his eyes and stood up, grabbing Michael's hand. They walked past her and Michael flipped her off without her noticing, Calum and Ashton laughed lightly. Luke pulled his boyfriend into their room. Michael got dressed as Luke fussed over his hair, trying to get it to sit right.

"I'm so glad this is our last concert of the tour," Michael said, pulling on his band bracelets and cuff. "I just want to go home and sleep." Luke nodded in agreement. It was going to be nice to be home...

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They stepped out of the airport security and started making their way to the baggage claim. Michael yawned and ran a hand through his messy hair as his phone went off like crazy in his pocket. He was too tired to deal with the many birthday messages. They stood at the carousel, waiting for their luggage. Luke stared at his phone checking his messages and scrolling through twitter when he saw it.

'Happy birthday Michael! Have a great day, lad,' Niall Horan had tweeted. Luke looked at the date and gasped, hugging his boyfriend tightly.

"Baby, it's November 20th! Happy birthday!" He said. Michael smiled and hugged him back, kissing his cheek.

"Thanks," he whispered.

"Oh my god, it's Mikey's birthday!" Ashton said as he and Calum joined the hug. Typically when they take a 20 and a half hour long flight, they don't know what day it is for a week or more after they get back.

They grabbed their things and headed out to the car where a few fans were standing around.

"Mikey, happy birthday!" They shouted. He smiled and waved at them as Dave put their things in the trunk. Luke intertwined their fingers and all of the girls screamed excitedly, taking pictures with their phones as the boys stepped into the car. Michael sighed and rested his head on Luke's shoulder as their driver set off towards the house.

"Can I just sleep all day?" He muttered as Luked played with his hair.

"I wish... you know your mum is going to make you do something for dinner..." Michael groaned and closed his eyes, and even when they arrived at the house 30 minutes later, he felt as if no time had gone by at all. He was even more exhausted. They grabbed their things and headed inside. Calum and Ashton split off to their rooms and Luke and Michael made their way to the one they shared. Michael dropped his things and plopped down onto their king size bed.