for babybearmuke !!
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luke typed away on his computer, trying his hardest to send in another job application.
"hey, mikey? can you cook something tonight?" luke asked his fiancé.
"baby.." michael whined.
"what? i'm kind of busy right now."
"i've been at work all day. i'm kind of tired." michael said, and luke shook his head.
"just forget it." he mumbled, and michael rolled his eyes a little at luke's growing attitude.
"i'll do it. what do we have?" michael asked, standing up.
"no, i'll do it-"
"luke, just tell me what you want." michael sighed.
"just find something. i didn't go grocery shopping today because-"
"you didn't go to the store?" michael asked.
"can you stop interrupting me?" he asked, and michael rolled his eyes, turning away from luke. "i didn't go to the store because i had a job interview."
"did you get the job?" michael asked, and luke stayed still for a few seconds before shaking his head.
"of course not." michael whispered, and luke looked up at him.
"what was that for?" luke asked, and michael shook his head. "sorry not all of us can fall back into their parents business. i really didn't need that."
"chill out, oh my g-"
"if i had known it was gonna turn into a big deal, i wouldn't have asked you to do the simple task of cooking something for dinner." luke sighed.
"well if i had known you were gonna be such a bítch i wouldn't have asked you to marry me."
luke stopped typing, and just stared at the computer, trying to think if he heard that correctly or not.
"i-" luke closed his eyes, and shut his laptop. "i'm just gonna go to bed."
he stood up, and michael hated himself for saying that to luke.
"baby-"
"don't." luke said as he walked out of the kitchen, leaving michael by himself.
michael was mad at himself. those words should've never left his mouth.
he walked up the stairs to find luke, and his heart broke when he saw luke standing in the middle of their bedroom with his head in his hands.
luke never cries. he's always so tough. he didn't deserve to feel this way.
"i'm so sorry." michael whispered, and luke turned around.
"tell me you didn't mean it." he cried, and michael walked forward, holding luke tightly.
"i'm so, so sorry." michael whispered, and luke cried on his shoulder. "i didn't mean that. i'm so sorry. i love you."
he rubbed luke's back, and held the back of his neck.
"baby, i love you. i love you so much." michael whispered, and luke's cries calmed down a little bit.
michael picked up luke's hand, and pressed his lips to the beautiful ring he put there a few months back.
"you still want this right?" luke whispered, and michael kept holding him tight.
"yes, luke. more than anything in the world." michael whispered, kissing his temple.
"i love you. i know i get a little snappy with you, but-"
"don't apologize. you have nothing to say you're sorry for. i should never be a jerk to you. you deserve better." michael whispered, rocking luke back and forth.
he pressed his lips to luke's head, and gripped onto his hip.
"i'm so in love with you."
