MUKE one shots ♡

• left side of the bed •

Luke's OCD wasn't the best thing for a band on tour.

Yes, they had a group of people whose job was to take care of them but taking care of Luke wasn't the easiest thing.

The band had adapted well though and Luke made sure to point the potential threats to his wellbeing.

He was depending on his bandmates but none of them really minded.

Calum was always the one to take care of Luke's laundry. When he received the freshly washed clothes he made sure to nicely fold Luke's, to color coordinate it and make sure all his socks had pairs and no underwear had holes.

Ashton always carried hand sanitizers, baby wipes, tissues and an extra pair of clean clothes for his younger bandmate.

Michael took care of Luke.

Calum and Ashton often complained about how he didn't do anything but his almost magical powers of calming Luke down came out as life-saving on more than one occasion.

Michael was probably also the only one who found benefits in Luke's disorder.

Being the sneaky bastard he is, he took advantage of holding Luke till he fell asleep after one of his outbursts. Always helped him getting dressed when he got ice cream or other food on his shirt. Held his hand for support when Luke tried to avoid all the cracks on the sidewalk.

Michael always found some excuse to be close to his best friend. With recently discovering his feelings for the tall, lanky, blond, beautiful boy, his mind searched for more and more possibilities of being close to him.

The green-eyed boy had conducted another great plan as he and Luke were sharing a room one time during the European part of their world tour.

Luke had to sleep on the bed closer to the window and on the left side of it. Even when he slept in a single bed he always pushed his body to the edge of it.

No one understood why but no one questioned it.

Michael was sitting on his bed, going through the room service menu when he saw Luke rushing around the room in his gym gear.

"What's up long legs?" He asked. Not that he wanted for his best friend to be upset, but upset Luke normally meant cuddles.

Luke turned to Michael with a nervous expression on his face. "I can't find my water bottle and I don't want to drink out of the little cups they have in the gym."

"We packed it into my suitcase because it didn't fit in yours, remember?"

"Oh."

"Yeah silly, now go and work out. That bum is coming through nicely." Michael giggled as he noticed Luke blushing.

The boy was wearing his special gym bottoms he always praised for not shrinking or washing out. The truth was the boys just bought him a new pair every now and then to prevent him getting upset over it.

"Luke?"

The younger man turned around just before exiting their room, sending his best friend a questioning look.