Dear Michael, || m.c + l.h

/nineteen/

michael

i woke up beside luke. he was still sleeping. his lips were slightly parted and soft snores were coming out. i smiled and realized we were naked. i kissed his nose and his eyes opened.

"good morning, mikey." he said, weakly.

"you okay babe?"

"yeah, i just don't feel good." he smiled slightly and nuzzled his head into my neck.

"shit." i mumbled, sitting up.

"what?"

"your aunts wedding is today! we have to be ready in-" i paused to check my phone.

"an hour." i finished. he sighed and stood up. i smacked his bum lightly and walked over to my bag. i grabbed my suit out of it and began to get dressed. i turned around and luke was fumbling with his tie.

"need help?" i chucked. he turned around and i tied it. he smiled and we walked into the bathroom. we brushed our teeth and did our hair. he finally kissed me once we were finished. i opened the door and we walked downstairs. his mum was in the kitchen.

"you look gorgeous." luke gushed. she smiled and handed us bit a bowl of lucky charms.

"i'm not hungry, mum." luke said, coughing.

"luke, have you been feeling okay?" she asked.

"not really."

"i'll schedule you a doctors appointment." she kissed his head and left the room. i ate and watched luke as he went on his phone. he look weak. i finished eating and scooted closer to luke.

"i love you." i whispered.

"i love you too." he smiled slightly.

"you boys ready?" liz asked. we stood up and followed her to her car. luke and i both sat in the back. he laid down, but was cramped. his head rested on my lap and closed his eyes. he complained of a headache. he's worrying me. hopefully it's just a cold or something.

we got to the church and walked inside. we took our seats and waited for it to start.

"thanks for coming, mikey."

"you're welcome, babe." i smiled. he started coughing into his hand. when he pulled his hand away, there was blood in it. i took him to the bathroom to watch his hands and wipe it off.

"i feel like shit." luke sniffed, starting to cry. he always cries when he's grumpy.

"it'll be okay, lukey. i'll take care of you when we get back." i rubbed his back. he nodded and we walked back out. the music started playing just in time, and we watched as the bridesmaids and groomsmen walked out.

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we got to the reception and everyone was dancing, or eating. luke led me to his aunt and her wife.

"luke! you look so cute!" she giggled and hugged him.

"thanks aunt maria. this is michael, my boyfriend." i shook her hand.

"nice to meet you. luke you guys should come visit more often. we miss you."

"we'll try." he fake smiled. i know something's wrong with him right now.

"i'll catch up later, luke. have fun!" she smiled and walked away. luke turned to me and grabbed my hand. he pulled me into the bathroom.

"are you okay?"

"stop fucking asking me that. of course i'm not okay!" he yelled.

"what's wrong?"

"my chest, it's killing me. i've been felling so tired, and this damn cough." he said, coughing again.

"i'm sorry you feel so bad, lukey."

"i'm sorry for yelling. i just feel horrible." he sighed. he coughed up some more blood, then we walked back out. he ordered some drink with alcohol in it. he chugged it fast, and ordered another one. we danced and he finally ate a bit.