MUKE one shots ♡

• king but uncrowned •

♡ for babybearmuke ♡

irl, post MYT tour muke

warning: smut

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"Michael?" Luke called from the top of the staircase. It was only their fourth day at their new house and it was much harder to locate his boyfriend in it than on a tour bus.

"Here!"

Luke rolled his eyes. He wasn't even surprised that Michael was in the garage. Never did he anticipate that he'll see less of Michael once they actually live together than when they were sixteen and always crashing at each other's houses.

The garage was an extension to Michael's man cave and when he wasn't playing video games he was admiring the motorcycle Luke bought him a week ago for his birthday. The decision Luke already regretted.

As presumed, Michael was cleaning his bike and didn't even look up when Luke knocked.

"I wanted to go to the shop to get us pots, pans, and groceries so we could start using the kitchen."

"You can order them online. Use my Amazon account since I have Amazon Prime."

"Michael." Luke sighed and the older man finally looked up. "You know I love shopping."

Michael smiled. "Yeah, I know. Can't you go alone, though? I'm kind of busy." The moment he said the words out loud he regretted them. "We can go tomorrow. But not in the afternoon since I'm taking Calum on a ride with the bike."

"You're taking Calum on a ride? I was the one who bought the damn thing and you never asked me out on a ride."

Michael shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't think you'd want to go?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? One of the helmets I gave you has gold glitter all over it. You know what. Never mind. I'm taking myself out on a dinner. You can starve for all I care."

With that Luke left.

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When Luke came home Michael was already asleep and when he woke up he was already gone.

He did say he'll be out in the afternoon but Luke missed him. He was ready to forgive his boyfriend because Luke wanted Michael to hug and cuddle him.

Most of all he wanted him to apologize but that was one thing Michael was horrible at.

Luke frowned when about lunch-time the doorbell rang. There were multiple packages from Amazon Luke didn't remember ordering.

When he opened them he almost cried. All of the kitchen appliances Luke showed Michael were there, he was sure the older man wasn't paying attention but he clearly was.

One of the packages wasn't for the kitchen but was for Luke.

I love you so much Luke, I'm sorry for making you mad.

Please come downstairs at six in the afternoon. We'll have dinner.

I also bought you some stuff I hope you'll like.