luke groaned softly as he heard his phone ringing, waking him up from his sleep.
he reached over, and brought his phone up to his face, the paleness of michael contact picture mixed with the brightness level almost blinded him.
he answered anyway.
"michael, it's like 3 in the morning-"
"i'm drunk, luke." michael giggled, and luke frowned a little.
"why?"
"just for funsies. carly got an uber home, but i'm already home, and i wanted to call you." michael said, making luke sigh.
"i'm coming over." he said quietly, standing up and slipping on his shoes.
"no! you can't drive! you're drunk." michael said, and luke laughed a little bit.
"no, baby. you're the drunk one. i'm completely capable of driving two minutes down the road." luke told him, amused with michael's behavior.
"oh yeah. i am." michael laughed.
"okay. i'll see you in a couple minutes."
luke sat his phone down, and started his drive to michael's apartment.
it didn't take very long at all before luke was pulling into the parking lot and walking up to michael's door.
he slid his key in the door, and unlocked it, being met with the smell of alcohol as soon as he opened the door. there were empty bottles everywhere and takeout containers spilled out onto the floor. the couch was a complete mess. blankets and cushions were thrown everywhere.
and michael was passed out in the middle of the floor.
"michael..." luke whispered.
he shut the door, and walked over to the older boy, picking him up in his arms.
"lukey..." he heard him mumble.
"shh. just go back to sleep."
luke carried him to his bedroom, and laid him down gently. he pulled off the shirt that had beer spilled on it, and changed him into the sweater he always sleeps in.
it's the sweater luke would always steal after they had sex.
he took his jeans off, and left him in his boxers before pulling the blankets up to his shoulders.
he walked over to the bathroom and got a wet washcloth, bringing it back over to michael.
he sat on the edge of the bed, and and lightly smiled as he wiped off michael's sleeping face.
"goodnight.." luke whispered, pressing a kiss to michael's forehead before leaving the room.
cleaning up michael's apartment was the hard part.
he threw away countless cans and bottles and folded blankets and cleaned up spilled food until his legs couldn't take it anymore.
around 5 a.m. luke was passed out on the couch, but he didn't go to sleep until he put a glass of water and tylenol on the table beside michael's bed.
he'd do anything for him.
