Michael and Luke were having a Super Bowl party. There were only 15 people there, they only really knew 10 of them but ash and cal brought some guys they wanted them to meet.
Luke was the only one here who didn't care about the game, so he was mixing drinks for everyone while the game went on.
"Hey? Has anyone seen where Luke went?" Michael asked to his drunk friends.
He didn't drink so he could drive people home later.
"No." they all said at the same time.
Michael checked the score once again before he started walking up the stairs.
When he saw Luke's jeans on the floor outside of their room, he opened the door quickly.
His face turned to anger as he saw Luke on the bed, eyes closed as a man fucked him senseless.
"What the- Luke!" Michael yelled, but noticed Luke didn't even move. All he could do was barely peek his eyes open.
"Ashton!" Michael yelled, trying to get his attention from downstairs as he ran over to the guy who pulled his boxers back up quickly.
Michael yanked the guy off of the bed, repeatedly hitting him as Ashton rushed into the room.
Michael was pulled off, and the guy stood up, Ashton standing between them.
"What is going on?" Ashton asked.
"Oh my g- he räped Luke." Michael whispered, looking down at Luke who was laying on his stomach.
"You touched Luke?!" Ashton yelled, turning around.
Luke was so small, and all of the guys felt the need to protect him.
Michael watched as Ashton shoved the guy out of the room, making him leave the house.
Michael shut the door, and walked back over to Luke.
"Baby. Come here.." Michael whimpered, picking Luke up, wrapping his naked body in a blanket.
The younger boy laid his head on Michaels shoulder, still not being able to move well.
"Baby I'm sorry." Michael whispered, a few tears falling into the blanket.
He can't even imagine how torn up Luke is gonna be when his head clears up.
"Mikey.." Luke whispered, his eyes closing again.
"Shhh.. you're okay." Michael whispered, picking Luke up, grabbing a big tshirt and a pair of boxers.
"We're gonna sleep in the guest room tonight. I don't want to be in there." Michael told Luke, carrying him down the stairs.
"Hey? Is he alright?" Calum asked as they passed the living room.
"He's doing fine. He can't really walk or move a lot. I'm gonna go ahead and put him to bed. You guys stay as long as you'd like." Michael said as Calum and Alex walked over to Luke who was still in Michaels arms.
"Love you, Lukey." Calum told him, making Luke lightly smile.
"You're worth more than that, Luke." Alex told him, ruffling Luke's hair, making him smile despite what just happened.
Michael walked to the guest bedroom, and laid Luke down on the bed before walking into the connected bathroom, starting a bath.
Michael removed the blanket from Luke's body, carrying him into the bathroom.
Luke closed his eyes as Michael laid him in the bath. He leaned his head against the side, looking up at Michael.
"I'm gonna be okay." Luke whispered, and Michael smiled, tears poking at his eyes again. He hated seeing Luke in pain.
"I know. You're strong."
