bully

eight

michael groaned as he sat up and was quick to slam his hand down on the alarm clock so it wouldn't disturb luke, and was also quick to snuggle back down beside the boy again and go back to playing his his hair.

after everything that'd happened last night, the last thing michael had wanted to do was ditch the boy and leave him, he had to take him home with him.

he had been half way back to his house when luke had remembered calum, and they'd had to turn back around and go and get him, which really had been a waste of time because they'd walked in on him and the tanned curly haired boy from earlier going at it, and that'd made michael horny again, leading to him fucking luke almost as soon as they were in his bedroom.

luke stirred in his sleep, and michael stopped stroking his hair for a moment, smiling contently down at the twink.

he hadn't really thought about the emotions he was collecting for the twink before, but now it seemed to be really hitting him hard, and all at once.

as he stared down at the boy, he saw more than what he would've once before.

he saw a brave boy, who had put up with a lot. he got stress at home that he dealt with, he had been lonely all his life until calum had showed up out of the blue, he had been bullied by michael and his friends day in and day out.

not only had he noticed that, but he'd also realised how incredibly gay he seemed to be for luke. when he looked down at luke's perfect body, he didn't think he'd ever be interested in a vagina ever again.

luke's eyes gently fluttered open and he stared back up at michael, who grinned and leant down to kiss the boy gently.

"hey mikey." luke said softly.

"hey princess. how are you feeling? can i get you anything?" michael asked with a sudden gentleness. he wasn't sure how luke would feel after last night. he'd drunk, had sex, and smoked more weed than michael assumed he'd intended to. weed was a funny thing. you could either get hungover and feel shit the next morning, or have this weird, kind of, afterglow, and feel amazing. michael used to get hungover as fuck, but now he got high so often he'd numbed to the feeling of his head hurting.

"i-" his heart fluttered at the nickname, and the sudden gentleness michael showed for him. luke cut himself off and thought about it for a moment. he looked behind michael and at the clock, which read '9:32'. "we're going to be late for school!" he said with a sudden panic, about to leap out of michael's bed, but he was stopped by michael's hand on his arm.

"it's summer break, luke." michael said with a chuckle.

luke's face went red and he laughed awkwardly. "oh, yeah, right."

michael chuckled again and just looked at the pretty boy, sighing. "you're beautiful, you know that?" he said.

luke blushed and looked down shaking his head softly.

"do you not believe me?" michael asked with a pout.

"i think you're pretty." luke said with a sudden shyness.

"awh, you're not gonna go all shy on me are you lukey? i've seen you naked twice now. you're practically all out on display right now." michael teased.

luke just went pinker and grabbed michael's sheets, covering his bare chest. he hadn't realised he was only in his ninja mutant turtles boxers. he was glad michael hadn't teased him about those yet either.

"c'mere." michael smiled, coming closer to him and pulling him to his chest, hugging him. "see? i'm not as mean as you think."

luke nodded softly. "i didn't think you ever were."

michael wanted to argue with him, but he decided against it. he wanted to save that argument for another time.

-

later on in the day, when luke was fully awake and his headache was wearing off, he found himself snuggled up against michael, who he was no longer afraid of, thinking about everything.

"i should probably call my mom so that she doesn't freak out." luke said after a little while.

michael just nodded understandingly, and reached across the two to grab luke's phone so that the blond boy wouldn't have to move from where he was snuggled up.

luke smiled thankfully at the redhead and clicked his mum's contact once he'd got the phone of michael, and pressed speaker, waiting for her to pick up.

"hey lukey, sweetie, how are you?" came his mum, liz's, cheery voice from the other end.

luke smiled. "i'm good mum, how are you?" he asked.

"fantastic. i've been baking things all morning. so, where are you?" she asked, never breaking the cheerful voice she had. her voice seemed to make everyone happy. even michael was smiling beside him as he listened.

"i'm at m- a friends." he said, careful about telling her who she was with. he'd told his mum about michael bullying him before, and it'd probably be confusing to her if he said he was at michael's, the michael who bullied him's, house.

"alright hunny. when do you think you'll be back? you can stay as long as you'd like." she replied.

luke thought about it before turning and looking up at michael as if he wanted him to reply for him.

michael shrugged. "as long as you want." he whispered.

"later on?" luke said uncertainty.

"alright sweetie. stay safe, see you then!" and they hung up.

♥