for babyboomike
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"Michael, you're not helping!" Luke snapped as he pulled on his cheer skirt.
"Yes I am!" Michael defended, and stopped playing with the pretty pom poms, and walked over to help Luke secure his skirt.
"Okay, you've got your makeup on, you've got your outfit on. What else do you need?" Michael asked.
"My jacket." Luke said, trying to hurry because he was already running late for practice.
Michael helped Luke into his jacket and followed his boyfriend as he quickly ran down the stairs.
"Michael! You didn't get my pom poms." Luke whined as he stood at the door.
"You didn't tell me to!" Michael said, and Luke poured his lips.
"Please get them for me?"
Michael groaned and ran back up the stairs, getting Luke's red pom poms for him.
He'd do anything for Luke.
When he got back downstairs, he put them in Luke's bag, and turned the blonde boy around.
He leaned down and kissed Luke's lips softly.
Luke melted into Michaels touch, allowing Michael to hold him tight.
He felt Michaels hand run under his skirt, grabbing at his bum.
"Michael, im late." Luke laughed, pulling back a little.
The older boy sighed, and let Luke run out to the car.
"Let's go!"
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Michael smiled at Luke as he watched the younger boy cheer.
He sat in the crowded stands, and everyone was yelling because they were about to win the game, but Michael just kept his eyes on one thing.
Luke looks so happy.
Michael lightly smiled and laid his head in the palm of his hand.
He was completely infatuated with Luke.
He loves him so much.
