Pranks | Muke

Chapter Six

-Michael's point of view-

It was difficult to decide on what was worse: being stuck to Luke for three days, or the practicality of having a chain contanstly around my wrist. This only depended on how annoying Luke was going to be.

There was a small park I had to walk through to get home, so when approaching it with Luke, we had to make the desicion on who's house to sleep at. "Where are we going?" I said, breaking the chain-rattling filled silence.

"Erm," Luke paused. "I would like to see your house."

"This isn't an invitation Luke. We're not even friends; we're two boys attached to each other by a bit of metal." I rolled my eyes, tugging the boy in the direction of my home. Since it was late autumn, the days started to become a lot shorter and therefore darker in the afternoon. This meant that as we walked side by side through the trees, it was rather creepy. That gave one good reason to being stuck with Luke.

"How far is your house?" He moaned, slowing his walking pace down. As I walked ahead, I was yanked back by a tired-looking Luke. I frowned, earning a grin from him.

"Really far," I exaggerated, "you're just gonna have to slum it walking."

"Unless you pick me up?" Luke suggested, catching me off guard. I turned around, causing the chains to rattle for the thousansth time that afternoon, and looked at the blonde with shock.

"No way." I answered.

"Please?" Luke dragged out the word. "I'll do something you would like me to do."

A hand job, I subconsiously thought. I nearly slapped myself at the idea. "There's nothing I'd want you to do for me." I lied, beginning to blush. "And you're perfectly capable of walking, idiot."

"I know what you're thinking." Luke said. His comment made my cheeks go an even deeper red, "you secretly want to touch my ass-"

Laughing, I shook my head rapidly. At least his idea was not as bad as my own. "Dream on."

Luke wiggled his eyebrows flirtatiously, to my annoyance. "You too."

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It was pretty awkward explaining to my parents why I brought home a boy I was attached to by handcuffs. My first idea was to make it look like we were cuddling in the cold to avoid them seeing the chain, however I also figured that they would find it eventually. Luke was surpisingly polite to them, contrasting to how he talks to me.

To everyone's relief we had pizza for dinner, which meant that we could just eat with one hand. Then afterwards, since I'm extremly unsociable, the two of us hid in my bedroom. Considering we had to go everywhere together now, it felt as if Luke was my other half. No, not like a wife, but as in extra body parts.

"I need to pee." I announced. We sat in my bedroom, again in silence, since we had nothing to talk about. "Just turn around, okay?" 

Luke nodded. "Sure."

As we entered the bathroom, I made sure that Luke was facing the other direction before pulling my trousers down. "You're not looking, right?"

"No." Luke said monotonely.

I turned around whilst peeing and we made eye contact. "Liar!" I shouted, lifting my right leg to kick Luke. It backfired miserably due to my kick being too hard, and as he was caught off guard Luke fell to the ground and pulled me with him. I was dragged around by the chain and crashed into Luke with force. His body was my pillow as we landed, which ended in me sprawled out on top of the boy on the floor. Thankfully I was done peeing, but there was no time to pull my trousers back up.

"Fuck, Michael!" Luke groaned. He didn't seem too annoyed, infact his groan was closer to a moan, but on the other hand I was nowhere near pleased.

"You shit," I grumbled. I attempted to gather myself and stand up, but to no avail, as Luke continued to lay lazily on the wooden floor. I plopped back onto him, still trouser-less. "Get up!"

"Why? It's comfortable like this." Luke grabbed my waist, prising me forwards so that I faced him then looked at me, "I'm surprised you made a move so out of the blue. And half naked." He smirked.

"That wasn't a move," I shifted uncomfortably while trying to pull my trousers back up, "I just wanted to kick you."

Luke hummed disagreeingly. As we layed on the floor together Luke assisted me in pulling my trousers on, causing me to blush again, and then looked me straight in the eye. Secretly, I hoped that he was impressed with what he saw.

Despite the early hour of the evening, Luke and I decided to go to bed. There was nothing to do, and I desperately did not want to endure another minute of awkward silence. However, changing out of clothes is very difficult when handcuffed. And the sleeves got stuck on them of course. The only choices the two of us were left with were to either stay in the same clothes day and night, or rip them off. And Luke decided on the latter.

"Literally," he spoke, "just grab it and pull hard."

"I'm scared." I said.

He rolled his eyes. "I'll do it for you then."

He grabbed my unbuttoned school shirt sleeve, twisted it a little, then tugged. Pressure was put on the cheap stitches and eventually the material ripped. The shirt didn't look too bad, infact it even looked quite punk rock. "Okay," I said while beginning to unbutton the rest of the shirt. "Thanks."

Luke had already ripped his, so he sat next to me shirtless. His toned body was quite startling. "You're welcome. I've never had the chance to rip the shirt off of a hot guy before."

"Shut up." I said before switching the light off and dragging Luke into my bed, where he instinctively wrapped his arms around my waist. In view of the cold metal on my bare skin, I would have pulled him off had his contrasting warm grip not been so comfortable.

And that night, the blonde boy cuddling me corrupted my dreams. And though they were something that I would never allow myself to have, I enjoyed them. A lot.

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So something was going to happen in this chapter but I decided to put it in the next one because it's quite big and yeah. :) expect a little drama oops

Guys my friends and I are writing a joke kinda thing on another account and it's basically hardcore Daddy Ashton smut and yeah if you're interested it would mean a lot if you checked it out so the account is called @urbandystopia and the story is called "Ashton is Daddy" haha. :)

Also thank you for 2k on this already and ily guys, update soon bye

-Celia