Muke Oneshots

cliche

It's not ashole Michael but I wanted to say thank you to all the people who read my book and to the great friends I got through wattpad.

I already made this tw, but once again it's a bit much more fem Luke. But have fun😂

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Luke was never the stereotypical boy.

For a fact he always did the opposite.

"Don't paint your nails, don't grow your hair, you have to play a sport, don't talk so girly, don't like boys, don't act this way."

It felt like it was his job to not do what the stereotype told him.

But what was surprising is that his boyfriend he got was a stereotypical bad boy.

Coloured hair, piercings in his face and tattoos on his arms, just all over black clothing.

But Michael was an angel in Lukes opinion.

Michael knew about his love for making bracelets out of yarn and he wore every single one Luke gave to him.

So he wasn't surprised when Luke called him.

“Mikey, you need to come over...as fast as you can.“ he said and sounded really excited.

“Sure baby. What did you made today?“ Michael asked, already putting on his boots.

“It's a secret...so you need to come over here.“

“Calm down Baby, I'm on my way. Should I pick you up some energy drinks from the store?“

“Yes...but not the one which tastes like mango. I love it but I had 2 cans of them today.“ Luke said and got a bit shy at the end.

“I created a monster. Literally.“ Michael sighted and walked into the local store which was on the way to Luke's house.

“I know that you love me...see you soon?“ the boy on the other side of the line asked.

“Yes I do and absolutely see you soon.“

They hung up and Michael walked to the Softdrink shelf.

He picked took 3 cans of lemon monster energy and after paying he walked as fast as possible to the Hemmings household.

Luke swung the door open a second after the bell rang and greeted his boyfriend with a big smile and hug.

Michael let him do with his full hands and followed him upstairs in his room.

It was unexpected dark when you think about what bright person Luke was.

The only "Luke-Like-Thing" in the room was the windowsill with a box of yarn, safety pins and a scissors.

At the spot where the blond normally sat layed a bracelet.

Michael walked closer to it but Luke grabbed it and told him to close his eyes.

He did so after placing the cans on his desk, reached his hands out.

It tickled a little bit when the bracelet tied close on his wirst and got moved in place.

“Open your eyes.“ Luke giggled after taking the opportunity of stealing a kiss from his boyfriend.

Michael looked down at his wrist and his face immediately brighten up.

It was a white base with little penguins on it.

“This is amazing.“ he said smiling and gently kissed his boyfriend to put in all his love in the kiss.

“You like it?“ Luke asked shyly after the kiss.

“It's fantastic darling. I absolutely love it. How did you make this one?“

Michael knew how insecure his lover sometimes got about his passions and interests, so he always made him feel good and loved with them.

While Luke was talking about the base colour and how many strings he needed they walked over to the windowsill and sat down, Michael pulled luke on his lap immediately and smiled bright.

“I love it. Don't worry.“ the older one said and gently kissed his boyfriend under the ear after he asked again, if he really likes it.

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A few days later Michael walked through the hallway of his school, feeling good.

His pink hair where a total mess, his eyeliner underneath his eyes was a bit like his hair, a mess, but he liked it.

And he knew Luke will feel better because he was wearing glittering eyeshadow for the past week and nail polish with little smiley faces.

Michael was about to walk around the corner to Luke's locker when he stopped and frowned.

He heard someone talking to his boyfriend in a not really nice way.

“Hey fag. I think you need a punch in the face...maybe then the glitter will come off.“

“Leave me alone.“ Luke whimpered so Michael had a hard time hearing him.

“Or what?! What will you do?“

“Telling me which son of a bitch is hurting him.“ Michael said mad and steppt out of His hiding spot.

“I don't think that you would...“

He didn't even finished his sentence he got punched right on his eye.

“But I think so. Come here babe.“

Michaels voice switched from mad to in love and reached for Luke's hand.

The tall blond grabbed it and looked at the bracelet he recently made.
“Thank you. And you look amazing with eyeliner.“

Michael laughted and pulled him in for a little kiss.