MUKE one shots ♡

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for IndieWashington ♡

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"You decide."

"That's it. I'm not doing it." Michael put his pencil down and looked at his fiancé.

Luke pouted and stood up, trying to get into Michael's lap. "But Mikey."

"Like you know I don't do stupid tattoos. And there's nothing more stupid than asking me to think about a tattoo for you. If you wanted one you'd know what it'd be."

"It will be special because you'll make it." Luke tried and snuggled against his man. Michael's coworkers were used to Michael's clingy second half and didn't mind it. What they were all interested in was the conversation they were having.

"That's even more stupid than getting my name tattooed."

"Why's that?"

"You could always meet another Michael but whenever someone would ask you who did your tattoo it'd be me. The Michael."

"Exactly." Luke nodded. "The Michael. Now I'm not going to get your name tattooed but I'd never regret getting one done by you."

Michael sighed. He knew Luke would never give up.

"I once did a cover-up of a tattoo that said marry me. How stupid is that?"

"It's more romantic than how you asked."

"How did he ask?" One of Michael's coworkers asked. Jen like everyone else was listening to their conversation. Waiting for the end result of the argument would be.

"Don't," Michael whispered to Luke, knowing he'd be the joke of the parlor for the next year.

"I won't. But you have to decide with me what I'll get. And don't say it's stupid because I had to help you decide on most of your tattoos."

He climbed off his lap and kissed his forehead. "I'm going to get you some coffee and when I come back I want some ideas, Clifford. The last thing you want is an unhappy customer and an angry boyfriend."

"Fiancé." Michael murmured as Luke left.

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"Show me." Luke reached for Michael's sketchbook and looked at four small designs.

"Now you can't say they're shit even if they are."

Luke's lips spread up in a smile.

The first one was a simple one wave and Michael was thoughtful enough to put little notes on the edge of the sketches to let Luke know what his intentions were.

Sydney, sea.

The second one was five little stars connected with lines.

Cancer star constellation.

Michael knew how much Luke loved the stars.

The last two made Luke emotional.

One of them was five notes of what Luke as a musician quickly recognized as the beginning of their song.

Iris.

The last one didn't need any explanation. He was there when Michael had his first tattoo done all those years ago. He knew what he wanted to have but wasn't sure if he should have it in Latin or English. He picked the latter but now the other version was right there on the paper. In simple writing.

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"Mikey." Luke was tearing up. "I thought you said you don't want my tattoo to be connected to you."

"Yeah but that would make me a hypocrite," Michael answered quietly.

Luke frowned. "What do you mean?"

Michael pulled up his left sleeve shirt. It's been a few years since he got To the moon tattoo and he now had both of his sleeves done with various tattoos.

"I didn't tell you and I presumed you wouldn't notice." Michael pointed to the space that used to be blank, right next to his first tattoo. It was one letter that could mean anything. But the fact that it was the first letter of Luke's name made it special.

"Michael."

"I didn't tell you because I wasn't sure if you'd like it."

Luke leaned over the table and shushed him with a kiss.

"I love it. And I love you. I believe there won't be another L in your life and I'll be more than happy to have the Latin version of your first tattoo forever engraved into my skin."

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Luke observed the beautiful letters on his wrist.

"He did an amazing job." Luke praised his fiancé when his coworkers came to admire it.

"I know you love him Luke but it's just a few letters."

Luke heard a fuck off Dan from the toilet.

"Maybe now you can tell us how he proposed?" One of the girls asked.

"Oh. He screamed it when I sucked his dick."

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Thoughts?

The tattoos?

How Michael proposed?

Love, Lucija ♡