And back ♡ muke ↠ To the moon SEQUEL

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Sleeping next to Luke was Michael's favorite thing.

Next to kissing him, hugging him, making love to him... being around him.

He also slept the best when he was able to hold his boyfriend. It didn't come as no surprise that he woke up when he could no longer feel the younger man's body pressed against his.

When the moon was full or almost full they always left the curtains open and when Michael opened his eyes he saw his angel's face glowing in the moonlight.

He smiled widely but then noticed Luke was staring at his wrist.

"Stop stressing yourself," Michael said as softly as possible. Luke turned to him and offered him a weak smile.

The older man pulled him closer and hugged him.

"I thought you didn't love me anymore," Luke said quietly. They've been over this, why he didn't tell Michael the truth, why he was keeping it from him.

"W-what?" Michael managed to choke out and looked at his everything with a surprised look.

Luke looked away. "You're special Michael. Soulmates exist to empower each other and to restrain their better half if needed. And you... you're powerful enough without me."

"I'm powerful because of you," Michael whispered with tears in his eyes. "I got my magic whenever I'd see you, you know that. If we would have met for the first time when I transferred schools I'd maybe only have one tattoo. But I have five, one for each time I saw you or helped you."

"I'm sorry." Michael felt Luke hugging him tighter when he apologized.

"You shouldn't be. I'm the one who's sorry. Maybe if I didn't have five tattoos I'd help you once more." When Luke smiled at him Michael felt complete again. "Let me show you something."

He grabbed his boyfriend's tattoo wrist. "I did this yesterday when you were sleeping, I know I'm creepy but please don't break up with me." Michael joked and kissed the purple half-moon.

Where his lips touched the magic ink it turned into the dark purple Luke desperately missed.

"Oh my god. What does this mean?" Luke looked star-struck.

"I'm not sure. I wanted to ask you this tomorrow but next week I'm flying on a two-day business trip-"

Luke pouted before Michael could finish the sentence.

"-I want you to come with me."

"I'd love to." Luke's eyes were still observing his tattoo that was lightening up back to normal. "But why?"

"There's a family friend who's a doctor who lives there. He's been my doctor ever since I've been little but he recently moved away. The thing is besides my family and you, he's the only one who knows I have five tattoos."

"Why does that matter? I've seen plenty of doctors here."

Michael kissed Luke's forehead. "If you want to of course. I just need to know if it does anything to do with me."