MUKE one shots ♡

• home is where Michael is •

for blinkcthood ♡

warning: smut is mentioned

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"Come here." Michael smiled at Luke who was rushing around their new apartment.

They've been unpacking for hours and Michael was both mentally and physically exhausted and he's done less than Luke did.

He had a meeting with a contractor about their home music studio and it went great. When he came home all excited Michael found Luke stressing out about positions of vases and where the cutlery or glasses should go in the kitchen.

First, Michael calmed him down with kisses and then helped him made all the important decisions. Meaning he said yes to everything Luke proposed they did.

Now it's been a full day and if Michael was tired he knew Luke was in an even worst state than him.

"Luke," He repeated himself and reached over with his hands. "Come here and cuddle me."

Luke sighed and shook his head. "We still have so much to do Mikey. We really shouldn't rest."

Michael stood up from the bed and pulled Luke into a bone-breaking hug. He didn't say a thing but could feel Luke tense in his hold so he let go just so he could see his boyfriend's face.

"I know you hate moving," He whispered and rubbed their noses together. "I do too. I just don't want you to rush. This is our first proper home we share and I'd prefer to trip on boxes every morning for a week then have horrible memories of how stressed we were."

Slowly Luke relaxed and leaned against Michael's chest.

"I want to make it feel like home."

"It will. A few plants will help with that, I agree, but first, we need to feel comfortable here." Michael smiled mischievously. "And I'm not sure I can call a house a home if my boyfriend won't cuddle me."

Luke giggled against Michael's shoulder and pushed him a few steps bag so they landed on their bed.

The younger man was broader but he always rolled himself into a ball Michael could easily cuddle.

"I know this is cheesy but home is where you are for me," Luke whispered making boyfriend smile against his curls. "Even when we were fifteen and my mum was on the road with us it was you who made me feel safe."

"I sucked you off before every concert because you were always so nervous."

Luke slapped his boyfriend's chest. "Don't say it like you didn't love it too."

Their new bed was soft and much more comfortable than the tour bus and the countless hotel beds they weren't used to sleep on. Each other's presence calmed them down and soon enough Luke yawned.

"We could rest a bit before organizing the kitchen."

Michael, who was already half asleep nodded and mumbled something incoherent.

"What was that?" Luke asked as he found the perfect position to sleep in. On top of Michael.

"We'll put away the knives and then we'll fuck on the counters."

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

as promised there is a new story called LOST BOY (Riverdaleish/HS!AU) up - ADD IT TO YOUR LIBRARIES, READING LISTS,...

Thoughts on this one shot?

How old do you think I am? (if you know, shut up)

2020 note: THE FACT THAT I'LL BE 25 IN LESS THAN A MONTH LIKE WTF

Love, love, love, Lucija ♡