masterpiece//muke au

04. Milk & Honey - Billie Marten

"All the roses died, I'd rather keep them alive."

Michael can say with confidence that he did not expect Luke's room to be the way it is.  Sure they have only known each other a few days, but he wasn't expecting this from what he has seen from Luke.  The house Luke lives in is relatively normal.  A few boxes are sitting in his living room and right when he walked into the kitchen he was being stared down by six different faces, all-smiling up at him.  Luke gave him the tour, showing him the bathrooms and where to put his bag.  Michael had seen the whole house when they finally headed into the basement, where he assumed Luke's bedroom must be. 

      Luke pauses and looks up at Mike with a shy smile on his lips, "You cannot laugh okay?"  Michael doesn't understand why he would laugh at someone's bedroom so he gives a small nod and a reassuring smile.  Opening the door since Luke seems too nervous to do so. 

      "Come on Luke, don't be so scared it's just a bedro- oh." Michael pauses in surprise looking around the blonde's bedroom.

      The walls are painted baby pink and he has light white wood floors.  The canopy bed in the center of the room is covered in a soft looking satin pink comforter, gold and white pillows decorating the top.   A small white desk sits in the corner; pretty pink roses in a vase next to the mirror hanging on the wall.  Luke's closet is wide open giving Michael a full view in.  On one side are the clothes Mike has seen Luke in, joggers and jeans, Nike and Adidas jumpers and dirty sneakers on the floor.  But on the other side, are pretty pastel sweaters, black tight leggings and two pairs of shoes, baby pink converse and bright red doc martens.

      Michael turns back around to see Luke blushing like mad, hands over his cheeks. 

      "Wow, it's so,"

      "Gay?" Luke squeaks out, making Michael furrow his eyebrows.

      "No, I was going to say it's so beautiful," he smiles, Luke returning the gesture, "just like you, princess."

      Luke has never smiled so much in his life.

                  ...

      "Want to see something?" Luke whispers to Michael, not wanting to be too loud, as they had just put the younger kids to bed. 

      "Of course."  Luke drags Mikey out of his bedroom and down a hall way towards what Mike would assume to be a bathroom.  When they stop in front of two doors, Michael's thoughts are correct, considering one of the doors is wide open and contains a shower and a toilet as well as a vanity.  He hopes Luke isn't taking him to the bathroom so he turns towards the other door, silently asking for permission to open it.  Luke nods his head and Michael turns the nob walking into the dark room.

      From behind him Luke turns on a switch, which makes the whole room light up.  Michael's breath catches in his throat at the sight in front of him.   He's sure this room was originally supposed to be used for a second bedroom but instead its completely empty except for the walls, all four of them covered head to toe in paintings.  He's careful not to step on the canvases sitting against the walls or laying on the floor as he walks around.

      "Did you paint all these?" He says in awe as he stares at the beautiful painting of an angel in front of him.

      "Yeah, these are all my paintings since I was thirteen.  I love to paint, it's really the only medium I use."  When minutes pass and Michael says nothing else to Luke he begins to panic.  "Do you like them?"

      "Like them?  I love them Luke, wow, you're so fucking talented!  These are amazing."  He smiles and walks over towards the small blonde.  "I never expected this, god Luke, I knew you were cute but I didn't expect to come over and see this, your pretty pink room and your beautiful paintings.  Fuck, I don't even know, you are one amazing human Luke."

      Luke doesn't know what to do, he can hear quiet music playing from his room and his smaller siblings laughing upstairs even though they should be asleep.  He can feel Michael's breath on his face and his hand resting on his hip.  He can't breathe and Michael is looking him in the eyes, looking at him with those big green eyes and Luke doesn't know what to do but all he can see is Michael and all he feels is MichaelMichaelMichael and suddenly the pretty raven haired boys lips are on his and they're kissing and kissing and Luke can't breathe and he's never kissed anyone before but he's kissing Michael.  He's kissing Michael and Mike is kissing him back and its perfect, absolutely perfect.

A/N

Word Count : 861

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