• mine, mine, mine part 2 •

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You ask, I deliver (:

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"Luke, stop poking me."

Michael slowly opened his eyes and saw Luke looking at him wide-eyed. "I gotta pee."

Only then he noticed he was holding Luke so close to him the taller man could probably suffocate.

"Sorry." He grumbled and let Luke go before closing his eyes once more.

It seemed like an eternity before he heard the water run in the bathroom.

"I borrowed your toothbrush," Luke said casually before climbing under the covers once more and cuddled close to his bandmate.

"Jerk," Michael mumbled. Luke knew how much he hated when anyone did that.

"I need a shower too. But I'm too tired." Luke yawned.

"Then you should go and sleep in your own bed." Michael turned away from Luke, leaving the younger man surprised and a lot more awake.

He took Michael's hand and tried to turn him around. "Why are you being mean Mikey? You love cuddling me, come back."

When Michael didn't either respond or turned Luke climbed over his body so he was able to see his face.

"Is it because of what I said when I was drunk?"

Luke smiled when Michael closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. He laid down next to Michael, so close their noses were touching. Luke rubbed their noses together making Michael scrunch his.

"I know that it is. I mean it you know."

Michael quickly closed his eyes in surprise. He probably wanted to close them once more but didn't once he saw the smile on Luke's face.

"You meant what?"

Luke giggled and hid under the blanket. "That I want you to be mine."

"I didn't hear you." It was a lie, Luke knew it. He could hear the happy tone of Michael's voice so he pushed the covers down.

"I, Luke Hemmings, like you, Michael Clifford. A lot." Michael returned the small smile Luke had on his face. "It's okay if you don't like me back but if you do, I'd love for you to be mine, mine and only mine."

Michael smirked. "You could at least take me out on a date first."

Luke jumped off the bed and found a pair of Michael's sweats. He pulled them on and took his phone and wallet.

"I'll come back in twenty minutes and I'll take you out for breakfast."

And just because he knew Michael will say yes to his boyfriend question in a couple of hours, he pecked his best friend on lips before leaving the room with a huge smile on his face.

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There is no limit to my muke love.

Thoughts?

What's there to improve on my writing?

I just took ANOTHER picture with one of my BIGGEST LOVES and like on every single one of them I look horrible )): I see him once a year since it's a sport competition and he just makes me go shjalakx whenever he's around and they're all horrible.

Pray for me that I'll get another chance tomorrow and I'll look cute. Or decent at least. #firstworldproblems

Love, Lucija ♡

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