Michael loved Luke and Luke loved Michael. Until Paris came between them.

Luke was seventeen and clueless. Michael was thirty-two and a liar.

"Destiny doesn't always go to plan and it's okay not to know where to go from where you are now. Everyone gets lost sometimes and looking for your way out can be a lot harder than it seems." {soulmate au}

"See, I told you he likes boys."

"He didn't feel like Michael at that moment; he felt happy, he felt cared for, he felt lucky. He felt like he had everything he could want at that moment, everything he lacked in his marriage with Jane was now right in front of him. Michael had his something, and he wanted to never let go of it. Luke was his something."