He's just not that into you ♡ muke

- 26 - you're drunk and sad - 26 -

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- 26 -

"C'mon Lukey, we only have a few more steps." Michael groaned as he pulled his best friend towards his front door.

Luke only mumbled something the older man didn't hear. He's been laughing and giggling the whole time Michael was trying to get him to bed.

The night started innocently quiet. Like promised Luke came to the bar around nine and started slowly sipping on his drinks while he chatted with Michael.

Michael's heart was breaking because he could see Luke was devastated but Ash texted him to not talk about what had happened. Michael didn't question Ashton's better judgment but he regretted not taking the man home the second he showed up.

One drink turned into five.

All the staff knew Luke, they knew better than to serve him more alcohol but soon they didn't have to. What seemed to be a whole college basketball team came to celebrate and Luke ended up making out with at least three of them.

Calum told Michael something about him getting a free drink for each kiss and Michael kept his act together. When Shawn mentioned something about them wanting to take Luke home the owner had enough.

It was well over two am and his shift ended at midnight so he took Luke's things and dragged him to his car.

Luckily, Luke didn't complain and only waved the team goodbye. Since Michael felt nothing but petty towards people who took advantage of wasted people he told the security team to check them for drugs on their way out.

Once Luke was safely buckled and had a plastic bag in his hands (just in case) he started explaining to Michael how many wonderful things the athletes told him. How he not only had a nice ass but was also funny and smart. And how his eyes reminded someone of the ocean.

Michael had to bit his lip to restrain himself from saying anything and upset Luke.

When they finally made it to Michael's bedroom Luke jumped on the bed and Michael figured out he was able to walk but just didn't want to.

The blond man giggled as Michael undressed him, explaining how one of the boys, Trevor or what his name was, wanted him to take his shirt off.

"Luke.."

"I said no, I'm not that stupid Mikey." Luke giggled drunkenly.

Michael sighed before changing into pajama pants, he threw a pair at Luke.

"What? Why are you dressing up?" The man pouted. "I wanted to have sex."

Michael raised his eyebrow. He only said a few words that evening to Luke, trying to avoid any emotional outbreaks.

"You're drunk and sad."

"And horny."

The green-eyed man sighed and threw a shirt on the bed as well.

"Get dressed. I'm tired."

Ten minutes later when the lights were off Michael felt Luke crawling to him.