DNA | muke au | hybrid | mpreg

Seven

I'm spoiling you guys by updating three times in one day omg but I love spoiling you I love you

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Michael was curled up on his bed, chewing on his fingernails nervously. He was worried that he would get in trouble for not notifying them that Luke was in his room, and he was worried for Luke.

So, when there was a click and his door flew open he was shocked to see Luke walking in, sniffling with tear stained cheeks.

The door slammed closed behind the boy and he jumped, his hand landing on his stomach. Michael shot up and ran towards Luke, his tail wagging slightly, glad to see the other boy again.

"A-Are you ok-kay?" He asked, looking into Luke's teary blue eyes.

Luke shook his head and walked around Michael to sit on the edge of the bed. His elbows rested on his knees, pressing his face into his hands. "Oh, god." He sighed.

Michael frowned and walked over to the bed. "What's w-rong?" He asked, sitting on the other end, leaving a good amount of space between them.

Luke sighed again, rubbing at his eyes. What is he suppose to say? Well, I just found out I have a uterus and I may be pregnant with your child even though we never met before today?

"Everything, Michael." He mumbled. "I just woke up in this place today, but I've apparently been here long enough for them to perform surgery and heal completely. I don't even know where exactly here is."

"What kind of ss-urgery?" Michael asked.

Luke pulled his face out of his hands and looked over to Michael. The boys right ear was turned away and he looked concerned for Luke.

"Michael, are you aware of the fact that you're apparently a rare breed?" Luke asked.

"Y-Yeah," Michael blushed, "they've ac-actually been trying to 'mate' me with s-someone."

"Oh, so you know that they're wanting more of your kind?" Luke raised his eyebrows. Michael nodded. "Well, apparently they're using me as an incubator or some shit."

Michael's eyebrows knit together, a look of confusion taking over his features. "Huh?"

"They-they put your baby juice in-inside of me." Luke stuttered, feeling extremely awkward saying something like that. "I-I may or may not be pregnant right now. With your baby."

"Oh," Michael mumbled, his face speckling a crimson color.

"Yeah." Luke sucked in a breath.

"B-but you're a-"

"Boy, yeah. They found a loophole."

There was a long silence filled with the swishing sound of Michael's tail brushing against the sheets and Luke staring down at his feet.

"Wanna watch tv?" Michael asked.

"Sure." Luke sighed.

Both boys moved to the end of the bed and Michael reached for the remote, clicking the tv on. The channel was already set on the news. Michael was about to changed it when Luke grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Search for eighteen year old Luke Hemmings is still in progress. The teen was last seen leaving home for work on a black bicycle over a month ago. If you have any information on the whereabouts of Luke please contact authorities." The anchorwoman spoke, a picture of Luke showing in the corner of the screen.

"Over a month?" Luke's eyes widened. "I have to get out of here."

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I swear all the talk of tv is relevant for the coming up chapters in the book, I'm not just talking about tv all the time just because. It'll be useful later on.

Love you guys :)

[[also, a lot of you are asking why I deleted cat boy. The reason is because there was a lot of rude things being said in the comments and people were taking screenshots of passages from it and posting them on other websites and making fun of it and I just couldn't take it anymore. Sorry if you liked it but I just wanted to be done with all the rude people bringing me down.]]