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Michael smiled and nodded at everyone who smiled at him as he walked down the sidewalk.
He was known quite well in his town. He was an excellent fighter, and had skills that seemed almost supernatural, but truth is, Michael is just a regular guy who doesn't want anyone to get hurt.
He used his strength for good, and has helped stop criminals, and help people in need.
"Stop moving- bit-" he heard as he began his walk back to his car.
"Please leave me alone. I just need to get home.." he heard a soft, frail voice say.
Michael walked around the corner and saw his beautiful boyfriend surrounded by three much taller and stronger men.
"You're not going anywhere." One of them said.
"Please, I just need to go home." He heard Luke's voice crack.
"I said you're not going anywhere!" The guy said louder, and Michael stepped up behind him.
"Actually, I think he's coming home with me. Get away from my boyfriend." Michael growled, crossing his arms.
"Yeah right.. get out of here.." one of them laughed.
Luke watched in fear as Michael fought against three guys by himself. He knows Michael is a great fighter, but it's still scary.
"Luke! Go find my car now!" Michael said, and Luke nervously ran to the car.
He didn't want to leave Michael but he's learned it's just better to do what Michael says in these situations.
He ran down the street and found Michaels car. He crouched down behind it since it was locked still.
He waited for about fifteen minutes before he started sobbing.
He needed Michael right now.
"Hey, don't cry." He heard Michaels voice say softly.
He looked up, and saw the older boy unlocking the doors.
Luke stood up and hugged Michael, his tears soaking into the older boys shirt.
Michael opened the backdoor, and helped Luke in. "Lay down, sweetheart. We'll be home soon." Michael said softly, kissing Luke's forehead.
Michael stepped into the drivers seat, and reached his free hand back, letting Luke hold onto it.
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"Everything's gonna be alright. I'm never gonna let anyone hurt you." Michael told him, running his hand through the blonde hair that was laying on the pillow beside his.
"Promise?" Luke asked.
"Of course I promise." Michael whispered, kissing Luke's head. He smiled at his beautiful boyfriend, and pulled him close.
"Nobody is ever taking you away from me."
