"hey babe." michael said as he walked into the living room.
"hey mikey. how was the studio?" luke asked, his eyes glued to his book.
"it was fine." he said, and leaned down, kissing luke's forehead.
luke's attention was taken away from the book, and he smiled.
"what?" michael asked, noticing luke's wide grin.
"you've never kissed my forehead before." luke giggled.
"really?" he asked, throwing his jacket onto the couch.
"yeah.." luke said, and bit his finger shyly. "...come do it again."
michael laughed, and walked over to luke, taking his face in his hands. he pressed his lips to luke's forehead, and closed his eyes. luke smiled, and held onto michael's wrists.
michael pulled back for a second before pressing several more little kisses to luke's forehead.
"why do you like that so much?" michael asked, sitting beside luke, messing with the corner of his book.
"it makes me feel special." luke giggled, laying his head on michael's shoulder.
"you're so precious..." michael whispered, pressing yet another kiss to luke's forehead.
"i know i am." luke said, and laid down on michaels lap, his head on michaels thigh.
michael ran his hand through luke's soft hair. he pulled luke's blanket up over him, and luke closed his eyes a little bit.
"i'm sleepy, mikey.." luke mumbled, reaching up to take michael's free hand in his. he tangled their fingers together and held michael's hand close to him as he drifted off to sleep.
"go to sleep, beautiful. i love you."
