Michael smiled when Luke's eyes finally opened. The blonde boy giggled, and turned away, his back to Michael.
"Were you just sitting there watching me? You're weird Michael." Luke laughed as Michael pressed his chest to Luke's bare back.
"You're just so pretty." Michael whispered, and Luke shook his head.
"Not when I sleep. My face was probably smushed up against the pillow and I bet my mouth was hanging open." Luke laughed, tangling his fingers with Michaels.
"Well your mouth was closed, don't worry, but you always look good no matter what." Michael told him, tucking his face into Luke's neck.
"What are we gonna do today?" Luke asked softly.
"Honestly if we could just lay here that would be-"
"We have to wake the baby up, go grocery shopping, I have a few returns to make, and you have to take Danny to go get her shots." Luke said, making Michael sigh.
"It's only 7. Can we just lay here for a few hours?" Michael asked.
"As long as you hold me." Luke whispered, turning around in Michaels arms.
"Always." Michael told him, kissing his forehead.
"Michael. We're parents." Luke whispered, and Michael laughed, looking down
"I know Luke. I've known for about 4 months now."
Luke giggled, laying his head on Michael chest. "We have our own little family."
"You're so cute." Michael whispered, running a hand through the back of Luke's hair.
He brushed his thumb over the stubble on Luke's jaw and kissed Luke's forehead.
"I love you and our little family."
