MUKE one shots ♡

• i'm fighting hard to breathe •

for mellovesmichaelc

hope this makes sense

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His entire body was tense and ready to fight.

He had his hands in fists and he could feel every muscle in his body when he darted his hand towards the target.

It hurt. Under the gloves, his hands were throbbing from pain but his mind was clouded and he kept on throwing punches.

Luke could feel his hands were bleeding. No one was holding the punching bag for him so it swung in the air and pushed back against Luke almost as hard as he was trying to push it away.

He couldn't see clearly. He couldn't feel the pain.

All his mind registered was the red bag and the need to keep on punching.

Suddenly the force against him wasn't that strong anymore. When he jabbed his hand forward the red material wasn't pushing back.

"Keep your hands higher."

Luke realized why. Michael was behind it, holding it in place.

"You're not focused."

"I am," Luke said quietly through gritted teeth.

"Stop."

Michael's voice was calm. Always calm.

He did. And then came the pain.

"Did you wrap your hands?" Luke knew his trainer could see the pain on his face.

"I tried."

The look on Michael's face was disapproving. He grabbed his friend by the wrist and pulled him towards the changing room reserved for the trainers.

Luke flinched when Michael pulled the gloves off his hands. Half of it was pain and half of it the fact that the white wrap had red on it.

Michael was quiet. He slowly unwrapped Luke's hands and Luke didn't move them as his best friend reached for the first aid.

"I thought you were doing better." The older man said, concentrated on cleaning Luke's wounds. "You said you'll tell me if you'll feel angry again."

"I'm not-I don't," Luke argued.

Michael looked him in the eyes. "You're angry Luke. I can see it. And I said I'll train you to help you but you're not letting me. It's not just throwing punches, it's training your mind and building patience."

"I'm fine Michael. I'm sorry I didn't wait for you, I'm sorry I went too hard at it. Just wanted to release some steam."

"I saw you last week," Michael admitted quietly. "At the bar."

Luke felt sick.

"Is that why?" Michael was looking at him and it almost burned Luke's skin.

He refused to look at Michael but Michael was more stubborn than he was. He wouldn't drop it and Luke knew it.

He pushed Luke's head up carefully. "Is that why Luke? Are you..."

"Gay?" Luke whispered. The last thing he expected Michael to confront him about was the fact he saw him in a gay bar. "I don't know."

Michael's smile was kind. "I didn't mean to ask that. You've been angry ever since I introduced you to him, maybe I'm getting ahead of myself but."

"He doesn't deserve you." Luke spat out. "He slept with everyone in the town and you look at him like he's the best thing that has ever happen to you."

"Luke... He doesn't mean a thing to me, it's just for fun between us and you know it. I waited... Fuck Luke, I waited for years for you to say something and I didn't want to say anything, didn't want to push you."

"Why not?" Luke asked accusingly. "If you knew, why didn't you say something?"

"Why?" Michael laughed and the entire thing was starting to get ridiculous. "Because it's the oldest story ever told. Falling in love with your best friend who's straight."

"But I'm not."

"I couldn't know that. And I sure as hell wouldn't risk our relationship to pursue some stupid fantasy."

They were quiet but Michael was still holding Luke's injured hands.

"What did you want to ask?"

Michael sighed. "Are you in love with me?"

"Only if you love me back." The younger man said.

And when Michael lounged forwards to kiss him, Luke's mind was at peace again.

He didn't need to punch anything to make the pain go away. He just kissed his best friend back.

With Michael's strong body pressed against his and Michael's lips pressed against his and his tongue warm and heavy in his mouth... Luke didn't need to replace his anger with pain. He just needed to kiss Michael back.

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did this make sense?

i'm still a bit sad so i really want to write.

don't forget to comment and vote so i'll know you enjoy my updates or i'll calm them down. as you wish. (:

thoughts? (pls answer)

luke boxing?

michael taking care of him? (he always does in my fics i need to stop. kidding. i'll never stop)

the endgame/plot twist? (kisses)

heavily inspired by Let's talk about sex because people who read it loved the idea of Michael training Luke. ily if you read that or any of my other books.

Love, Lucija ♡