"michael.." luke cried, and walked into michael's at-home office.
"what's wrong, luke?" michael asked, and typed for a few seconds before turning to look at his boyfriend.
"i don't feel good." luke mumbled, and michael looked down at luke's shaky hands.
"hey, are you okay?" michael asked as he stood up, and luke shook his head.
"let's get you back in bed okay?" michael said, and luke nodded, following his boyfriend.
michael reached back and squeezed luke's hand softly.
"if i could go back, i would never even try drugs." luke whispered, and michael turned to him.
"i know, baby. but you're gonna be alright." michael said softly.
he frowned and ran a hand through luke's hair. he brought his hand down to luke's cheek before running his thumb right under the blond's eye.
luke went through a pretty hard time about a year back. he thought getting high was the only way to feel better. michael found him with traces of coke on his nose, a syringe in his arm, and an open bottle of pills one day.
after an overdose scare, luke got help because he saw just how much he was hurting michael.
he spent a few months in rehab, and every once in a while he will still have a few withdrawal symptoms, but michael always helps him.
michael heart broke when he snapped out of his thoughts and saw tears fill luke's eyes a little. after a few seconds, his bottom lip quivered, and he looked to the floor.
"michael, i'm sorry..." luke sobbed, leaning on michael's shoulder. "...i'm sorry for putting you through this, but i need you more than ever right now."
michael held luke tight, and laid down on the bed. he held luke onto his chest, and rubbed up and down the younger boys back.
"you're okay, luke. don't cry, baby. you're doing so good. i'm so proud of you." michael said sweetly, and luke looked up.
"you're proud of me?" luke asked, and michael smiled a little.
"of course i am."
"for what?" luke asked, and michael furrowed his eyebrows.
"you're 4 months clean. i'm extremely proud of you." michael said, and laughed a little.
"i never thought you would be proud of me again." luke said quietly.
"are you kidding me? i'm proud of you every day you get up and you show me how strong you can be. you fell down when you started using, but look at you now. you got back up, and you look beautiful. i am so proud of you." michael said, running his hand through luke's hair.
"you love me." luke whispered.
"i love you." michael assured him.
"and i love you." luke said, making michael smile.
"tomorrow you're gonna wake up, and you're going to be the best luke you can be. you can do this, baby. i know you can."
