MUKE one shots ♡

• home is where you are •

I really like this one, I hope you will too.

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Luke was shamelessly eating his third plate of his mother's lasagna and was on the third season of Are you the one?

Their two-week long vacation in Australia had just begun and he was spending his time off exactly how he wanted to. Doing nothing.

Of course, doing nothing was much better when he did it with Michael. His lovely boyfriend who pretended to suck at Overwatch just so they were at the same level and could play together.

Luke didn't mind being alone though as he knew Michael was at one of his gamer friend's house playing video games and hopefully having a good time. Michael hanging out with someone was a rare occasion but Michael out without Luke was a miracle.

It was well over midnight and usually if there wasn't someone in his bed with whom he could exchange hand jobs before going to bed he'd already be asleep. Luke just really hoped Michael would text him goodnight. He didn't want to ruin anything and text his boyfriend when there was a possibility one of Michael's friends could see the text and he would embarrass him.

He made a deal with himself and decided he'll finish this season and if by then he doesn't hear from Michael he'll go to bed.

His plan was ruined as he fell asleep halfway through the next episode with the empty plate still on his chest. When his phone rang the plate hit his bed as Luke jolted up because of the loud music.

"Yeah?" He rasped into the phone, he didn't check who was calling but didn't have to.

Luke presumed Michael was calling to let him know he came home safely and to wish him goodnight but unless the Cliffords had a loud house party going on, Michael wasn't calling from there.

"Baby!" Michael screamed happily and clearly in a not sober state.

Luke chuckled and smiled widely. "Hey, babe. Where are you?"

"So it turned out they had this Fortnite tournament at this bar and we won so now we're celebrating."

Happy Michael made his boyfriend extremely happy. "That's amazing, congrats." He answered with the biggest grin on his face. "You won't be driving home right?"

"No stupid. That's why I'm calling you."

As the music was really loud Luke wasn't sure if he heard Michael correctly. Opposite to Luke, he wasn't the needy type but on the rare occasions he was, Luke always made sure to treat him the best he could. "You want me to come and pick you up?"

"Yeah! And we can get McDonald's on the way home! I'm at that bar we once played at, near Calum's house."

Luke knew the location so he quickly changed from his pajamas and put some cologne on as he knew he wasn't smelling his best.

It wasn't a long drive but since he wasn't completely awake he drove slower than he usually would. The bar wasn't big and Michael and his friends were the biggest and loudest crowd in it.

Michael's face lit up the moment he spotted his boyfriend. "Lukey!" He cheered and threw himself around his taller man.

Luke pecked his lips and could taste the vodka on Michael's lips.

"Are you ready to go home?"

"Yeah, but let's dance first."

Before Luke could say no he was pulled on the dance floor and Michael pressed his chest against his back.

Michael was just tall enough so he could hook his chin on Luke's broad shoulders.

Luke wasn't sure how he felt about the situation as he wasn't the biggest dancer while he was sober. But then Michael placed his hands on Luke's hips and started singing into his ear so he just forgot where he was and focused on keeping their bodies in sync.

"Mikey... everybody is staring at us." Luke blushed as he realized half of the bar was staring at them.

"Not us, you. Because you're beautiful, but you're mine." Michael laughed into his ear making him blush even more.

When the song was over Luke turned around and locked his hands around Michael's neck and kissed him. "Let's get you home, okay?"

Michael nodded before kissing Luke back, just a bit longer this time. "Your house or mine?"

"I took mum's car, but I can drop you off..."

"Your house then, I'm not sleeping alone and I'll need you to take care of me in the morning when I'll be hungover."

Luke grabbed Michael's hand and got them out of the bar.

He knew it was real love when a day filled with complaining, hungover Michael sounded better than a day without him.

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I'd like to thank Sam, Emily and Indie for always commenting, you always make me smile.

And as I've mentioned in the previous chapters I'm going to be only writing the requests from people who interact with me. My questions at the end of the chapters are mostly unanswered and people always end up making excuses for not voting/commenting. If you like someone's writing let them know, if not then don't read it. I don't do requests because I don't have ideas - I have too many, I do them to give back to people who enjoy my writing. I don't care about the numbers, I do care that whoever reads my stories gives something back as well. I get a lot of requests in the comments and in my messages but since none of you feel obliged to comment I shouldn't feel obliged to write down your requests. And this is not to make you feel bad or magically start communicating with me, just to let you know that don't be offended when I don't meet your expectations when yours are much more time consuming than mine. (:

I honestly hope you enjoyed this.

Love, Lucija ♡