Michael

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Michael looked at his frightened son. Then to Mika. And finally to Fortune, who was still holding his face.

"I'm sorry..." Michael said as he stormed out of the room.

"Are you okay Fortune?" Mika asked as he helped his brother up.

"Yea. My face hurts, but I'm fine." He finished as he picked up the picture out of the broken frame.

Mika grabbed it from him and handed it to Ezra, "Ariana wanted you to have this."

Ezra took it from his hand. "Thanks. Can you check on my dad?"

"Yea, sure." Mika exited the room and looked up and down the hallway for Michael. He whipped out his phone and dialed Michael's number. No answer. He tried again, "please Michael, pickup..." He walked back into the room. "I don't know where he went. He won't answer his phone."

Ezra looked upset, so Fortune ran to his side. "It's alright. I'm sure he's fine."

---later that night---

Mika, back at his hotel room, received a text from Michael. It was 2 in the morning.

"Whiskt floooor r yu" (Michael)

'Oh my god he's trashed.' Mika thought to himself.

"9 Michael." (Mika)

Ten minutes later Mika heard someone banging on his door. As he opened the door Michael fell into the room crashing to the floor.

Mika helped him up, "you're trashed Michael." He helped Michael to his bed.

"Yesss..." he slurred.

"Did you drive?!"

"Nope," Michael laughed as he buried himself under the blankets his head into the pillow. Ten seconds later he was passed out. Mika stood there staring at him. Cracking a smile about how cute he looked laying there.

Mika finished undressing Michael and laid right beside him under the covers. He wrapped his arms around Michael's waist and Michael moved himself closer to Mika.

Mika kissed the back of his neck and slowly starting rubbing Michael's body. Running his hands from Michael's bare chest down to his briefs and repeated several times.

Michael moaned and turned to his back. He stared into Mika's eyes. He gave him the same nod of approval that he gave him their first night together.

Mika turned Michael's head towards his and pressed their lips together.

They made out for 15 minutes before Michael started to undress Mika. Mika helped him and then disappeared underneath the blanket. Michael smiled as Mika finished taking off his briefs. Michael grabbed the sheets and moaned heavier each second that Mika was down there. "Stop Mika...stop...I'm going to..." Michael rolled over to the side if the bed and hurled.

"Oh my..." Mika exclaimed and backed away from Michael for a few brief seconds before racing back to run Michael's back while he puked.

Michael rolled back over to his back feeling sick. "You puked while I was giving you a blowjob," Mika laughed throwing his head back.

"Shut up!" Michael laughed back as he rubbed his stomach. "So...you should call housekeeping to pick that up..."

Mika nodded and grabbed the hotel phone next to the bed. As he was on the phone he saw Michael running to the bathroom, still naked. He threw on his night pants, grabbed Michael's briefs, and ran after him.

"You need to put these on before the cleaning lady gets here," he laughed as he rubbed Michael's back again while he continued to puke.