Anxiety [Muke af]

Twenty-two

Trigger warning! Please read carefully!

"What type of pizza do you want?" Michael reached over and removed some hair out of Luke's face. Luke shrugged and pulled at some grass. "I don't know. You can choose." Michael pouted "Are you sure?" he scooted closer to Luke, so he was sitting exactly infront of him. 

Luke cupped Michael's cheeks, giggling "Yes. I'm sure." Michael chuckled, shyly looking down at his hands. Luke smirked to himself, happy that he made Michael flustered. 

"Aw, did I make you flustered, Mikey," he teased, letting go of Michael's cheeks, ruffling the blushing boys hair a bit. Michael groaned and pushed him away playfully. "I'm not flustered! You're flustered!" he mumbled, hiding his face in his hands. Luke cooed, loving the impact he had on Michael. 

Michael crossed his arms and pouted "You're mean." Luke gasped "I am not!" now it was Luke's time to pout. 

Imagine two teenage boys, sitting on some grass in a park, pouting and glaring at each other. That's how Luke and Michael sat for a whole minute before they both fell into fits of giggles. Michael fell down on the grass, Luke following right after, both of them still laughing. 

"You're pretty when you laugh," Michael said, when the laughter died down. Luke didn't know how to respond to that, so he just looked away trying to hide his flushed face. "Who's flustered now, huh?" Luke poked out his tongue, glaring at Michael. 

Michael rolled his eyes in a fond manner, grabbed both of Luke cheeks and pressed a wet kiss to his cheek, letting it linger for a while, while saying 'Mwuah!' 

"Let's go get some pizza," he finally said, standing up and grabbed Luke's hand, pulling him to his feet. 

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Michael had a tight grib on Luke's hand as they entered the pizzeria. He didn't really know why, he just felt the need to protect Luke. The phone call he and Luke had yesterday kept replaying in his head. He didn't want to ask about it yet, though. He didn't want to make Luke upset or anything. And he didn't want to ask in a public place. 

"Okay, do you want to sit here while I order or...?" Michael trailed off, waiting for a reply. Luke bit his lip, playing with his lip ring for a bit. "Yeah, I can do that." Michael smiled and let go of Luke's hand. "M'kay. Be right back." Luke nodded and sat down on the chair, drumming his fingers on the table. He glanced over at Michael and smiled shyly when he saw he was mouthing the words to the song that was playing. Luke didn't know the song, but he was sure it was some One Direction song. Because when the song started playing Michael's eyes widened and he tried his best to hide his excitement. He failed. But It was pretty cute. 

Michael came back 2 minutes later and sat down infront og him. "It'll be ready in a bit," he said and stretched, yawning as well. 

"Gosh! I. Am. Tired," Michael said, emphasising his words, Luke giggled and replied, "Me too." Michael nodded and itched his nose. "After pizza we can go home and watch a movie or somthing, if you'd like?" Luke was  about to reply, but was cut off by a man yelling, "Pizza for Michael!" 

Michael hummed and stood up from the chair, walked over to the man and took the pizza, then paying him "Have a nice evening, sir," Michael said politely. He returned to Luke with the box. 

"Ready to go?" 

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