Muke Oneshots- Ideas welcome

Virgin (bottom!luke) +

I found this idea on a comment to a YouTube video and decided to write a oneshot based on it

BLURB: Luke and Michael share the same hotel bed, and Luke can barely keep his virgin hands to himself. Not that Michael's complaining. (fluff and smut)

Lights blazing, crowd screaming. Luke couldn't have been happier. It was the band's fifth gig together, and this time it was much bigger than usual. The boys sung their hearts out, played their instruments flawlessly, and Michael was simply hot.

So hot in fact, that Luke had to struggle to keep his eyes off him. He shouldn't have been thinking thoughts like these about his best friend, especially since he was a virgin, but the blonde couldn't help it. Singing Try Hard with all the pronouns referring to a girl felt so fake to him, because most of the time, he secretly wrote about Michael.

"Thank you London, that's all we have time for tonight. You were amazing and we loved every second of it!" Luke called into his microphone, hearing shrieks and protests, to which he smiled at and joined Calum at the front of the stage to take their group bow.

Ashton dropped his drumsticks and walked to Calum's left, Luke being on Calum's right. Then, Michael walked beside Luke, wrapping one arm around the blonde's shoulder. Luke's breath hitched at the sudden contact and he almost forgot that the four of them were still onstage. He shook himself out of it and they all bowed, letting go of each other to wave. 

Luke almost whined when Michael let go of him and walked effortlessly backstage, closely followed by the blonde because it seemed as though he was under a spell. Everything about the red-haired boy was so tempting.

"Good show tonight, mate." Michael smiled, holding his hand out to high-five Luke, who just stared absent-mindedly at the hand, blue eyes wide. "Don't leave me hanging." Michael said, knocking Luke back into reality.

"O-oh yeah, you too." Luke replied awkwardly, connecting their palms. 

"You feeling okay?" Michael asked with a frown, analyzing the other boy, who wasn't usually this shy around him.

"Hmm?" Luke hummed, caught off-guard since he had been too busy staring into Michael's eyes.

Michael was about to press Luke further, but was stopped by dumb and dumber walking into the room, cheering like goblins.

"The crowd loved me, I was hot!" Ashton whooped, jokingly flexing his biceps.

"No, Ash, we were hot!" Calum said back, wrapping one arm around Ashton and another around Luke, who was too busy blushing and biting his lip because Michael's eyes hadn't yet left his face.

"Oops, did we interrupt something?" Ashton asked with a snigger, making Calum take his arm of from around Luke's shoulder and look fondly at his expression.

"The tension in here is so high I might choke!" Calum said jokingly, both him and Ashton laughing afterwards.

"No, you're alright." Michael frowned, finally taking his eyes off of Luke's flustered state.

"If you say so, now go shower and we'll Tally-ho to hotel number four!" Calum announced, whisking himself away to one of the showers. The other boys looked at each other in a puzzled way, but shrugged and rooted through the towels they had been supplied.

As Luke was gathering what he needed, he felt a warm presence beside him, making him tense up.

"Hey, it's just me." Michael smiled, an arm reaching over Luke to grab a towel. Luke mentally noted that the boy's arm smelt like cherries and sweat, so basically heaven to the blonde. "Why are you staring at me like that?"