Request from LewiSOS
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Luke groggily walked over to Michael who was standing at the other side of the room. They were having an album release party, but Luke wasn't feeling good at all.
"Babe, we've gotta go.." Luke whispered, getting close to Michaels ear.
"Luke, we can't just leave." Michael said, causing Luke to whine and tug on Michael tie.
"Michael, please? I need to g-"
"Luke, stop.." Michael whispered, causing the blonde boy to whine again.
Michael thought Luke just wanted to leave because he was bored or wanted to have sex or something, but truth is, Luke feels so sick.
"I can't s-"
"No." Michael said, so Luke gave up trying to talk to Michael, letting him finish his conversation with another person.
Luke stood by Michael, and stayed close, feeling so dizzy and over all sick. The air in the room was hot and all of the people standing around talking gave Luke a headache.
A few of Luke and Michael's friends came over, talking to the blonde boy, but he wasn't saying much.
"Hey, Luke? You okay?" Calum asked, and everyone turned their attention to the dazed looking boy.
"Y-Yeah I'm okay. Just not feeling very good, but I'll be fine." He said, and Calum walked over to Luke, feeling his face that had beads of sweat forming.
"Luke, you need to go home." Calum whispered, walking over to get Michael.
Luke lightly smiled when Michael turned his attention to him. He watched as Michael walked over, rubbing his arm.
"Luke, are you okay?" Michael asked, getting close to Luke's ear. "Is this serious or do you just really want to leave that bad?" Michael laughed because Luke was the king of excuses.
"I- I just n...need to g-" Luke stopped talking when his head started spinning again causing him to fall onto Michael's shoulder.
"Sh- cmon, baby, you're okay. We're gonna get you home, alright?" Michael said, and Luke nodded a little, walking with much assistance out to the car.
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Luke laid between Michael's legs, his head on the older boys stomach while they watched scooby doo from their king size bed.
Luke was wrapped in a blanket, and already suffered through taking medicine.
"Are you feeling better?" Michael asked, and Luke lightly smiled, feeling Michael play with his hair that was still damp from his shower.
"A little bit." Luke whispered.
"Good," Michael whispered, running his hand down Luke's arm.
