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in a world where luke was cursed to have everyone see him at their dream guy.

Luke had been in relationships before, about a month in he always asked the guy he was with to describe how he looked.

They all had always said the complete opposite of what Luke looked like.

For example, one guy said he admires Luke's hazel brown eyes, black curly hair, and the freckles along his cheek bones and the bridge of his nose.

Another one said he had bright green eyes that stood out in a crowd with perfectly beach wavy brown hair.

About a week after Luke breaks up with whoever he's with until he gets in his next relationship.

Five months ago he was walking out of a coffee shop and ran into a object which made him spill his drink on his brand new shirt.

That object was a guy. He had what looked like freshly dyed red hair and a nice eyebrow piercing. He offered to buy Luke a new drink along with a shirt.

Luke being his needy like self, agreed.

The next day he bought Luke a drink and they went to go buy him a new shirt.

After they bought his shirt they were hungry, after they got done eating they were tired, once they got back to Lukes house they were horny and, well, you know.

After that they just hung out until Michael asked him to be his boyfriend, that was already a month into a relationship, Luke decided to say yes and just wait another month, after the second month was up he decided to post pone it and so on, and so on.

He didn't like Michael, He decided that even five months into a relationship he was falling in love with Michael.

He didn't want to leave him just yet. Michael treated him so good and he was so nice and always called Luke beautiful.

Luke couldn't let that go.

Until tonight.

Him and Michael were watching a movie when Luke had to pee.

He looked at himself in the mirror examining himself.

If Michael doesn't see you as you then when he calls you beautiful he's not really calling you beautiful.

Luke couldn't take it anymore he had to ask Michael to describe what Luke looked like.

Luke mentally prepared himself to leave Michael and just take the past five months and leave.

"Hey babe, what took you so long?" Michael asked eyes glued to the screen.

"Decided to brush my teeth." Luke shrugged standing across the room from Michael leaning on the frame of the door.

Michael hummed in response patting the spot next to him gesturing for Luke to sit down.

"Can I ask you a question?" Luke asked walking in front of Michael sitting on the ground on top of his knees so he was eye to eye with the now blue headed boy.

"Anything." Michael paused the movie.

"Describe." Luke paused swallowing.

"Describe what I look like."

"Well." Michael said examining Luke's face before locking eyes with the blonde.

"I like how you style your soft blonde hair that always smells like coconut into that quiff which makes you look taller even though you're like 5"9, I like how when you're upset your eyes go into a dark blue color but when your happy they're this bright beautiful blue, more blue than the ocean-" Michael paused when he saw a tear rolling down lukes cheek.

"Wha- why are you crying?" Michael grabbed his face wiping the tear away with his thumb.

"N-nothing keep going." Luke Let out a quiet sob smiling.

"I like how your lip piercing feels against my lips when we kiss and how you're pale skin literally shimmers when you walk into sunlight." Michael chuckled a little.

Luke took Michael's hands in with his squeezing them.

"Is that how you really see me?" Luke asked.

"I mean, yeah. Luke you're the most beautiful human being I've ever seen."

Luke placed his lips on Michael kissing him before pulling away and breaking into full on sobs.

"I-I love you, Michael" Luke said into Michael's neck causing it to come out muffled.

"I love you and I'll never leave you, please don't ever leave me." Luke hugged Michael tightly causing Michael to worry.

"Why are you crying about me Describing your appearance?"

"I'll tell you later, can we just cuddle right now?" Luke asked wiping away his tears.

"Of course, baby." Michael smiled pulling them both down on the couch.

The rest of the night the two snuggled on the couch kissing every now and then along with Luke occasionally saying "I love you" or "I can't believe it."

Luke knew he had to explain the next morning and didn't know how, but he didn't care.

He found the one.

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