Paws •Muke•

•Chapter Six•

Red Hot Chili Peppers are so random. Drama and all that good shit starts now.

Luke's tattoo in the media. It's a crappy photo but I like it a lot.
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"She's so wasted, acting crazy, making a scene like its her birthday! Drinking champagne, going insane, falling on me like it's her birthday!" Michael continued to dance around the kitchen, screaming Good Charlotte at the top of his lungs.

Luke had a tattoo appointment earlier that afternoon to get a shoulder piece done but refused to let Michael come with him so the black and white haired male settled for dancing around the house in his socks and Batman underwear while he cleaned.

Michael had just finished rearranging the kitchen cupboards when a loud bang was heard. The teenager thought nothing of it as he finished cleaning the kitchen before moving into the living room.

Two hours later Michael had finished cleaning the house from top to bottom. The boy sighed, happy with himself that he had finished such a big task.

"Now what can I do?" Michael huffs as he collapses on the couch. After checking his phone Michael confirmed that he had at least another hour until Luke got home.

It was times like this that Michael wished he and Luke had a dog or something to keep him company. "Fuck it." the boy thought as he pulled on a thick jacket and sweatpants (the heater was on so there was no need for clothes) before walking out the front door.

Their front garden was a giant mess to put it nicely.

The flowers were shrivelled up due to the harsh Winter air while weeds were growing where ever they could. "Let's do this." Michael sighs before getting down on his knees and starting to pull out the weeds closest to him.

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Exactly an hour later Luke drove up the driveway just as Michael pulled out another weed.

"Well this is something you defiantly don't see every day." The blond laughs as he climbs out of the car. Michael mocks his boyfriend before rolling his eyes. "Shut up, you."

Luke pouts dramatically, walking up behind Michael and kissing his neck lightly. "You love it."

Michael shoves the taller male away from him with a laugh. "Ew no I don't. Go and make me a hot chocolate. Oh with extra marshmallows too!" Michael exclaims childishly. Luke mock salutes before marching inside stupidly.

"Fucking idiot." Michael mutters to himself before turning back to the garden.

The green eyed boy was just about done when something caught his eye. Brushing away so dirt, Michael picked up the small black chip with a frown.

"Hey Luke, can I use your laptop for a second?" Michael calls put as he walks back inside, the ting chip resting in the palm of his flat hand. "Yeah, it's on the coffee table." Luke replies from the kitchen.

Michael quickly walked over to the coffee table and opened Luke's silver, sticker covered laptop. "What are you doing?" Luke questions Michael as he walks into the living room with two mugs of hot chocolate in his hands.

"I found this in the garden. Can you get the spare camera and laptop cord for me please, love?"

With his eyebrow raised, Luke gets the camera and cord from the TV cabinet and hands it to Michael. The tattooed blonde frowns as he watches Michael insert the unknown chip into the camera before connecting it to the laptop.

An eerie silence sets around the two males as they wait for the photos to load.

"Holy shit."

Michael's hand slaps over his mouth as tears quickly form it the pale boy's eyes.

"Oh my god." Michael whispers as he stares at the computer screen. Michael couldn't believe what he was seeing. Row after row, photos of Michael loaded on the screen.

There was photos of the small boy reading, sleeping, cooking, with only a towel around his waist (obviously he had just gotten out of the shower) and even him completely naked.

Obviously all of the photos had been taken without Michael knowing, in some you could even see the window the person was taking photos from.

"What the hell! Where did you find this?" Luke questions angrily as he clicked through the photos. The blonde was practically seeing red.

"O-Outside in the garden." Michael stutters. The poor boy couldn't tear his eyes away from the screen as much as he wanted to.

Luke turned to his boyfriend and his heart tore in two. Michael looked so broken. The green eyed boy had tears running down his puffy cheeks while both of his hands were shaking violently.

"Oh baby." Luke sighs before wrapping his arms around his smaller boyfriend.

Luke knew how hard this was hitting Michael. It had taken ages for the black and white haired boy to be comfortable seeing himself naked let alone Luke, now some stranger had completely gone and invaded Michael's sense of security.

"T-This I-I, Luke." Michael stutter with a cry, making Luke shush the boy gently.

"C'mon baby stop crying, I know this is hard for you. If you want we can go to the police." Luke offers gently, leaving soft kisses just below the boy's ear.

Michael quickly shakes his head. "N-No, no police, don't want anyone else to see."

Luke sighs but nods anyway. "Okay baby no police, I promise. Why don't you try and sleep yeah? I'll be right here the whole time." Michael let's out a small sound of agreement before quickly drifting off to sleep in Luke's tattooed arms.