messages between Michael and Luke tw// chapters 1.5 : underage drinking 1.7, 1.9 : mentions of sex (non graphic) 4.6, 4.7 : hospitals, self harm, suicide (more graphic) if any of these are a trigger please avoid this story, i wrote this many years ago when i was going through my own stuff and never tagged this to which i apologize! i can only hope that my writing did not end up triggering anyone ~started 3-7-15~

in a horizontal integration type of business, people like luke don't really belong. cross dressing twenty-nine year olds aren't supposed to watch their thirty-one year old CEO buy as many firms as he can simply to maximize everyone's profit.  but here luke is, in a dark blue skirt and grey top, dropping his communications report on michael's desk five minutes before 10 p.m., his blue eyes falling lower and lower as the minutes take on.

(COMPLETED) "Why don't you ever smile?" "I don't have a reason to" Warning: may be triggering

{SEQUEL TO MUTE} Michael and Luke Clifford. They were perfect, until little April came along. {#114 in fanfiction}

Michael didn't say much. Luke said nothing at all. Luke and Michael were perfect for each other. Silent. But still perfect. WINNER OF THE 'MUKE' BROMANCE AWARD ALSO AWARDED THE STORY WITH THE MOST VOTES OUT OF ALL OTHER CATAGORIES

"You're hot." "Calm down Satan" © saintsuga