That night Macy and I didn't exactly sleep much. We stayed up all night watching comedies on her laptop and trying to be quiet when her dad came in yelling at us to 'shut the hell up' so we ended up stuffing the duvet in our mouths to stop us from giggling.
I was currently on my way round to Michael's to try and make him feel better and I was feeling incredibly tired myself. I knocked on his door and when he opened it I was amazed at how he still managed to look hot when he was ill. His hair was all messy and his cheeks were flushed red a little when he saw me, and to add to this he was only in his boxers.
"I- O- Oh hey Luke," he stutters, covering himself up with the blanket, blushing a little as he let me inside.
"Hi, how are you feeling?" I asked as I wrapped my arms round his waist and nuzzled my head into his neck.
"Like shit," he mumbled against my head, hugging me back and shutting the door.
"Aw baby," I bit my lip a little and he gulped.
•Michael•
God did he look attractive when he came round to look after me, with his cute flower crown and his pink converse and his freaking tight jeans.
"Aw baby," he said, the pet name making my heart flutter and when he bit his lip it made me gulp and my legs go a little weak. How the hell does this boy have such an effect on me? I thought to myself as I wandered upstairs, Luke following behind. I would have liked to have been behind him but you can't have everything.
"Well this is my room," I giggled, even though he'd been round my house before.
"I'm so jealous of your room," Luke sighed, letting me sit down on my bed as he snooped.
"Come cuddle," I whined, making grabby hands at him, but he was staring at all my photos on the walls, "hey Luke, my arms are getting lonely, maybe you should come cuddle me."
"Just a minute," he giggled.
"Hey Luke, my lips are really soft, wanna see for yourself?" I smirked, "oh wait I'm ill. Looks like you'll just have to come cuddle me inste-" I started but he had already jumped on me, engulfing me in a tight, bone-crushing hug, making it difficult to breathe but I didn't care because he was hugging me.
"You're a needy ill-person, I love it," Luke giggled as I wrapped my arm round him, sniffling a little, "do you need anything? Are you too hot? Too cold? Can I get you a-"
"Shh, babe I'm not dying," I giggled as he nuzzled his head into my neck. I listened to his breathing go even and a little deep as the minutes passed by. I soon felt his body go limp and I realised he was sleeping, snoring softly with his lips parted slightly, making him look like an angel. His flower crown had slipped a little but I didn't dare fix it in case of waking him up so instead I gently picked it off of his head and put it on my own. Luke's chest was rising and falling and it was literally making me feel so instantly better, it was magical.
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It was a few hours later when both of us finally woke up due to me sneezing loudly, jolting Luke awake.
"Shit!" he squealed, sighing when he sat up sleepily, rubbing his eyes and looking around in confusion, "you scared me." he mumbled, his voice raspy and deep. His sleepy voice.
"I- sorry," I mumbled, taking in his messy hair which was sticking up at all angles, "you were so tired, I didn't want to wake you up."
"That's the first time I've slept for ages," Luke mumbled, sitting cross legged on the bed as he tugged at his hair with his fingers frustratedly.
"I'm sorry Luke," I pouted.
"No, I'm sorry. I'm sleep deprived but I shouldn't snap at you," he chuckled, letting me run my fingers through his hair and letting his eyes flutter shut, "Mm..." he hummed, letting his head rest on my chest as he laid down again sleepily.
"Go back to sleep if you want," I whispered.
"Thanks Mikey," he mumbled, relaxing his body.
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a/n cayooooot
~Teddy
