1D & 5sos One Shots

Half the Time I'm a World Away [Muke]

~*a/n*~

boy howdy is this short

but the funny part is

I do not care

I am on vacation

I don't even like One Direction

which is why this is 5sos

and the title is from an All Time Low song

bye

~Lyn

Half the Time I'm a World Away [Muke]~

He knew it was going to be a bad day.

As soon as Luke woke up and felt pressure in his nostrils and the ache in his head he knew it was going to be a long, tiring, bad day. He emerged from his bunk, reluctantly making his way out to the front of the bus.

"Good morning, Lukey!" Calum beamed at him. The older boy was sat on the couch eating a bowl of Cheerios.

"Hi..." Luke grumbled, wanting to crawl back into his bunk and, like, die. He was busy rubbing his eyes when someone wrapped him in a hug from behind.

"G'morning, baby," Michael said, his lips pressed against Luke's overheated skin. "Jesus, Luke, you're burning up. Are you feeling alright?"

The blonde haired boy shook his head, turning around so he could rest against his boyfriend's chest.

"Do you want Panda Express?"

Luke nodded yes, thankful that Michael knew him so well.

"Ash, will you go tell the driver?" Michael asked sweetly.

"Mikey, it's six in the morning,"

"Yeah, and my boyfriend is sick, and he wants fucking Panda Express,"

"Damn..." Ashton mumbled, making his way to the driver's space.

"Thank you, sweetheart," said Luke.

"Of course," Michael grinned, leaning in to kiss Luke's lips.

"I don't wanna get you sick," The youngest boy said softly.

"You think I care about that?"

Luke smiled fondly at his boyfriend, grateful to have him there. The boys got settled on the couch, Luke sitting in Michael's lap, Calum curled up on the other end, texting his sister and scrolling through Twitter.

"Yeah, Panda Express isn't open at six AM," Ashton announced, returning from talking with the driver.

"Seriously?" Luke strained out, actually sounding like he might cry.

"Aw, is wittle Wukey gonna cry wifout his Panda Express?" MIchael teased, making ridiculous faces at him.

"Fuck off, Michael," Luke snapped, pushing his way off of his boyfriend's lap.

Michael and Luke had always been like that. Teasing, and frankly just being asses to each other. It was just something they did, but it rarely had depth, and any hurtful words exchanged could be fixed with a hug or peck on the lips.

But today, Luke was just not up for it.

"Luke," Michael pouted, making grabby hands at his boyfriend.

Luke only rolled his eyes and stayed on the opposite side of the couch with Calum.

Their day was supposed to be a busy one, which only upset Luke more. He wanted to sleep, not record, have a photo shoot, and look for an opening act for their Stars Stripes and Maple Syrup tour.