Lost boy ♡ muke

february issue ✧ 19

how is it chapter 19 already? and thank you for 5k ♡

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tw: smut

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With Michael's hand resting on his thigh and the hint of a promise on something happening tonight, Luke got half-hard. He should be embarrassed and since Michael was only smirking Luke decided to think about something else.

If something would happen, he didn't want to be on the verge of cumming before they even got to Michael's trailer.

But with Luke trying to think of something that would calm him down and the long, quiet ride home he, of course, fell asleep.

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Luke wasn't sure if he was waking up or dreaming. He felt weird. There was this weird taste in his mouth and Luke realized he hadn't washed his teeth the night before.

Quickly after that followed the memory of not changing from his date outfit either but he could feel the soft fabric on his legs.

The last memory was of him in the car, on his way to Michael's place to hopefully do something. Upon opening his eyes Luke quickly realized he was indeed in Michael's trailer. He turned around and saw the older boy facing the opposite wall and breathing deeply. Michael was sleeping.

Luke checked the time and noticed it was only eight in the morning but his mind was wide awake.

Did yesterday really happen? How did he get inside Michael's bed?

Slowly and quietly, to not wake up his boyfriend, Luke climbed out of the bed. He was wearing the same shirt but Michael's sweatpants, he pulled on the elastic and noticed he still had the same boxers on.

That was good. He then pulled on the second layer and realized why he had a weird feeling.

"No, no, no," Luke whispered shouted and ran to Michael's bathroom.

This couldn't be happening.

"Luke?" Michael's hot morning voice didn't sound so good to him as it usually did. He heard footsteps but Michael didn't have a lock on his door so Luke just sat down on the closed toilet in defeat.

Still, Michael knocked before coming in, of course, he did, he was Michael.

"Are you okay?"

"What happened yesterday?" Luke asked, his cheeks tinted pink.

The older boy shrugged his shoulders. "You feel asleep in the car, I didn't want to wake you up so I carried you inside and changed your pants. I hope you don't mind, you slept like a baby."

"Just that?"

He nodded.

"And then?"

"What then?" There was a hint of something on Michael's face and Luke knew it happened.

"What happened when I was sleeping?"