If not us, who? If not now, when? | Muke Clemmings

Epilogue

Michael's POV
Last letter

Dear Luke,
last night was.... WOAH! I think I won't have to go to Mrs. Antonia anymore, because the truth is that my real cure is YOU, and only YOU Luke. I'm sure you will help me get over these suicidal thoughts. Now, I'll have to make you breakfast because I had so so much fun last night and this will be like a small thank you.

I woke up, and it took me some time to figure out where am I... When memories from last night appeared in front of my eyes, a strange feeling kicked my stomach, but in same time... everything was feeling so right! Just... not really sure what am I doing in Mikey's bed when we did ...it... on the floor?
Strange... there is no sign of Michael... Where is he?
I got up, ready to find the answers... But... what should I say to his parents if they see me like this? My t-shirt is completely ripped! I thought while finding Michael's red flannel.

Hmm... kitchen is smelling really nice... Dad Daryl is probably cooking something. He really loves cooking.

"Hey daddy!", I tried to sound casual even though my heart was jumping everywhere.
The person turned around and said: "Huh? I thought you were the daddy last night?"
LOL, it was Michael who sent me a naughty wink. Stop it Michael, you are already way too hot, I will have troubles with my fellow!
"Ohhhh....Michael!", I sighed with ease.
"HAHAHAH who else could it be?", the red haired idiot turned back and continued cooking.
"Your parents?", I'm a bit confused.
"Oh, they? I thought I told ya? They are in the cottage.", he said relaxed.
"Fuck bro, I was way too scared, I mean how will we tell this to our parents?", little pangs of conscience were attacking me.
"Tell what?", he smirked.
"Well... are we... um... I don't know... like... um...", ugh I hate him sometimes.
Mikey turned back, slowly walking to me, while fighting with thoughts, "Huuh... I... I really... l-love you but... I think we should....um...wait a little bit..."
I scratched my back, mumbling a: "Yeah...you are right..." when Mikey kissed my lips. That was a slow kiss, full of love and passion that was burning under our skins for a long time and one thing was sure: We are made for each other.

The end

Thanks once again for reading! I really appreciate even though I'm really bad at this lol! Maybe I'll post another Muke fanfiction, but not now really.

Lub ya! x