"Christmas isn't the same without you."

prisoner!michael likes to pick on parole officer!luke

Michael and Luke are best friends with benefits but Luke wants a soulmate. "I think I love him." -"You haven't even seen his dick." top!Michael © wastedheartmuke, 2016-2017 ; edited in 2018

"What are you still doing awake?" Luke asks, nose still scrunched up, but eyes finally open halfway. He looks soft and rumpled, like a kitten or something. "You're not smoking, are you?" "'Course not," Michael drops the cigarette from the window subtly and smiles.

3:00am; the hour of the devil. michael clifford, the devil himself. | Copyright © mgcthood, All rights reserved 2014

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.

"I then realized that I really loved the feeling of Luke's lips against mine, and I really loved making out with him in the back of the tattoo shop, with only a curtain to hide us from everyone else, and the soft sound of The Paper Kites playing in the background. And more importantly, I realized that I loved Luke." // © gayboymichael, 2014-2015. Completed. Translations in my first reading list.

Luke and Michael are soulmates but there's a few complications in their way. Luke lives in the ocean and has a tail while Michael lives on the coast of Australia and is terrified of open water.

a muke fanfiction "sorry dude wrong number!" "oh, well that's embarrassing."

michael, thats kind of the point of a secret admirer. its a secret for a reason. [ lowercase intended ] ©2014 PunkRockCal (lionsandcoffee) / L. Cecilia