muke oneshots

texts

'please come to the third floor bathroom. now'

luke sent the quick text to his boyfriend, michael, before sitting on the toilet in the bathroom. he felt horrible. he started having an anxiety attack in the middle of his chemistry class and had to leave. he hated being sent to guidance for his anxiety.

'baby, i'm in the middle of a test. are you okay for a few more minutes?'

luke let out a shaky breathe before texting back, biting on his lip. he hated this.

'yeah, i can. sorry'

he played with his hands as tears filled his eyes. his heart was pounding and he felt like it might burst right through his chest. he wanted to curl into a ball and never feel anything again.

'i'm coming right now'

luke held his phone and smiled. he really wanted michael hugs. after a few minutes, he heard someone walk into the bathroom.

'luke, are you in here?' luke stood up and walked out, bursting into tears when he saw michael. he clung onto him and leaned his head against his chest.

'woah, easy bubba. i'm right here. i've got you' michael walked a little bit so that he was leaning against the wall. luke stood up on michael's feet and sobbed into michael's chest.

'i'm here, bub. shh.' he felt so bad, the poor thing was trembling. he heard the bell ring and he heard the loud sound of kids start pouring into the hallways. luke wasn't a fan of loud noises, especially when he was having an anxiety attack.

'mi-mikey, make it stop. s'l-loud' luke mumbled, bringing his own hands up to cover his ears. michael rubbed his back and slid down the wall, watching and glaring at kids who walked in and out of the bathroom. luke curled into his lap and cried into his shoulder, knowing there were kids just staring at him.

'you let me know when you are ready, okay?' michael whispered, kissing his forehead. luke nodded and matched his breathing with michael's while playing with michael's slightly larger hands.

'i think i'm ready' luke whispered, ten minutes after second block had started. michael nodded and helped the boy off the ground. he cupped luke's face in his hands.

'are you sure? we can stay here until you're ready.' luke smiled and kissed michael's lips, feeling a little sleepy but okay nonetheless.

'i'm okay now. thank you mikey' luke smiled and tapped luke's bum on the way out. luke giggled and wiped his eyes, grabbing his bag from the ground.

'is your bag in your last class?' luke asked, barely loud enough for michael to hear. he nodded and held the middle of luke's back as they walked to his next class.

they got to the door and michael watched luke walk slower, dragging his feet.

'if you aren't ready..' michael let his words trail. luke turned and smiled, leaning up and giving the boy a kiss.

'i'm okay, just please come get me after class?' michael agreed and kissed luke's forehead before proceeding to his last class to get his bag.