Michael woke up, stretching out his stiff arms and looking over to his side to see an empty space, the covers pulled down from when someone had left the bed, presumably earlier than Michael had woken.
Worriedly, he stood up, but when the soft, melodic sound of keys filled the air, he crawled back into bed, assured that Luke was home safe with his piano.
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muse-ic. ➵ muke ✔
Fanfictionwhere luke is a pianist and michael is his boyfriend who often feels neglected, as the piano often captures luke's attention more than he does.
