burn // muke

8

Michael

I walked into my bedroom, and saw Luke sitting in the middle of my bed.

I had just stepped out of the shower, and he had taken one before me.

He smiled at me as I sat down, and I kissed his lips quickly.

"You're so beautiful." I whispered, looking at him wearing my clothes. I ran my hand up his smooth, shaved leg, and he blushed.

I smirked at him, and he giggled, laying down. I crawled on top of him, but he flipped us over, laying on my chest.

He got close to my ear and whispered, "Tell me you love me."

I smiled, and looked up at the ceiling.

"I love you, so much, Luke." I whispered, and held him close to me. He laughed, and snuggled his head into my neck.

I'm okay with Luke not talking much, but when he whispers in my ear like that, it's the best.

I pushed my hand up the back of his shirt, and rubbed his back in slow circles.

He's so adorable. I just wanna hold him all day long and never let him go. I wanna see him laugh, and I want him to feel safe.

I want him to feel happy, and feel loved.

I hope he feels that with me.