Luke looked up when he felt his body being moved.
"You're back!" Luke smiled, and Michael sighed.
Luke was such a light sleeper.
"Cuddle." Luke mumbled, hopping back onto Michaels bed.
"How was the game?" Luke asked and Michael sat up, getting away from Luke.
"Mikey?" Luke asked, involuntarily pouting his lips.
Michael looked back and his face softened at the sight of Luke. He was so pretty and Michael wanted to kiss him so bad.
"Why are you ignoring me all of the time?" Luke asked, his voice cracking. "We used to cuddle every day and we went everywhere together and now you don't even want to share a room with me. I miss you."
Michael sighed and his heart broke when a tear fell from Luke's eye. The younger boy quickly looked down, not wanting Michael to see.
"Don't cry.." Michael whispered.
"Sorry. I just always feel like I'm by myself now." Luke said, wiping his eyes.
"We've just grown apart okay?" Michael said.
"No we haven't! You just stopped being my best friend one day and I don't know what I did." He cried.
"Luke shut up." Michael mumbled, becoming angry with Luke.
"I hate myself.." Luke spat at nobody, walking back over to his bed.
"Luke don't say that! Why would you say that?" Michael snapped.
"Because even you've said it, I'm annoying. Nobody likes me and- and now even you don't want to hang out with me and I'm tired of being by myself. I just want to know what I did to make you hate me." He cried, laying down on his bed.
Michael stormed over to him and yanked him up by his shirt collar.
Luke's eyes poured out tears as they were filled with fear.
"You know what you did, Luke? You- You started leaving your hair curly, and- and you let your facial hair grow out. Your jeans got tighter and your shirts got looser. Your voice got lower and your eyes got brighter and- God Luke, you do this thing when you're tired where you cling onto me, and talk until you fall asleep mid sentence, and you look like an angel when you sleep, just in case you were wondering. And- you wanna know what you did?! You made me fall completely in love with you." Michael said, roughly letting Luke's shirt collar go.
Michael quickly walked into the bathroom, and shut the door. Luke ran to the bathroom door, and frowned when he heard it lock.
He walked back over to Michaels dresser and pulled out one of his big tshirts.
He took off his clothes, leaving his boxers on. He threw Michaels shirt over his head and smiled.
Michael loves him.
He hopped in Michaels bed, pulling the blankets up to his shoulders.
-
Michael stepped out of the bathroom a few hours later completely humiliated that Luke knew.
He looked out into the room, but Luke wasn't there.
He probably got creeped out and ran to Ashton's room.
Michael sighed and walked over to his bed, his eyebrows furrowing as he saw a mop of blonde hair laying on one of his pillows.
Michael slowly pulled the blanket back, and saw Luke was in one of his big shirts.
Once he laid down, Luke turned around quickly with a big smile across his face.
"I love you too, loser. Don't run away this time." Luke laughed, holding onto Michaels shoulders.
Michael smiled, slowly placing his hand on Luke's waist.
"Really?"
"Yes, now kiss me." Luke laughed.
Michael leaned over, kissing Luke's soft lips that he's wanted to kiss for two years now.
The blonde boy placed his hands on Michaels face, melting into Michaels touch. He was in heaven and he never wanted to leave.
Michaels hand ran down Luke's back, and fell to his bum.
"Baby.." Michael whispered in his ear before kissing the area right below it.
Luke's eyes closed and a smile spread across his face as Michael kissed down his jaw.
Luke's legs wrapped around Michaels body as the older boy rolled on top of him.
Luke threw his head back as Michael sucked on the sensitive skin right above his collar bone.
Michael pulled up and pressed his forehead to Luke's. They both smiled, and Michael ran his thumb over Luke's cheek.
"Mine.." the older boy whispered, pushing back the hair that was on Luke's forehead.
"Don't leave me alone anymore." Luke whispered, and Michael leaned down, kissing his forehead.
"I promise I won't."
