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Michael's head hurt. His chest hurt. His body hurt. He didn't understand why, well actually he did, he just didn't want to admit it. It was Luke, the stupid blonde boy that had once again popped up into Michael's live again. The one time Michael is actually in a good place with his life the past comes up to haunt him. Sure it had been three weeks since the shitty reuniting of Luke and him, and yeah he still shouldn't be feeling like shit but of course he still did.
It was currently midnight and Michael had to wake up at eight the next morning for work. He was laying in his bed that lately has been feeling way to big for one person. Michael picked up his old ass phone that he's had for over five years and unlocked it. It was an old iPhone 4 that he got when they first came out, it was breaking away in his hold practically and even though he has enough money to buy the latest version he couldn't care to actually purchase it.
Michael went through his Facebook timeline, twitter timeline, and Instagram feed for a while. Liking photos, retweeting tweets from friends and sending banter over the internet seemed to lighten his mood slightly. He saved a picture and realized that he hadn't gone through them for a long time, Michael was interested to see what pointless photos he had saved in the past. He starts at the bottom first but it's mostly just ugly selfies with bands he's written with and friends so he reverts to going all the way to the top.
There's not as many photos as Michael thought there would be but he guessed that was a good thing. It was mostly just dumb tumblr jokes and selfies that Michael couldn't believe he actually took. Most of them he could tell were taken when the home was brand new judging by his more natural dyed hair, chocolate brown. He was probably 17 or 18. Michael had started experimenting with crazy colors when he was about 20/21 and he's never wants to go back to his natural blonde.
He keeps scrolling, laughing here and there and he started to feel better but then, of course, there's one picture that makes his heart stop. The picture consisted of Luke, he was staring into the camera while Michael kissed his cheek. Michael gasped slightly at the blondes face, it's held pure joy and happiness. Michael now remembers how this picture was still on his phone, and that broke his heart and yet simultaneously healed it at the same time.
He wiped the light stream of tears out of his eye, and he let himself be selfish. He missed Luke, he needed Luke, so he gave in against his brain, after all the heart wants what it wants. He slowly shrugged off his blanket and moved out of bed, glancing at the time on his phone, 1 am. Michael knew it was crazy and irrational, and at that moment it started to rain. The beating of the rain making Michael sigh in bliss as another memory came back.
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Michael laughed lightly at Luke, the blonde had just slipped on the hardwood floor in their apartment. Michael smiled at his boy who was now flushed from his cheeks down his neck while putting the finishing touches on their brand new couch that had just arrived even though they had moved in a few days before. He fixed the pillows while throwing a soft and fluffy blanket across the back. Michael felt hands settle around his waist and he felt the taller boys head settle against his shoulder blade.
"What are you doing babe?" Michael laughed softly at the younger boy.
"I don't know honestly." Luke's voice was muffled by Michael t-shirt.
Both boys were broken apart by the sound of lightening cracking down followed by booming thunder. Michael jumped slightly while Luke pulled the older boy closer. At the sound of heavy rain Michael could feel a smile grow on his face, he loved rainy days. Mostly because that meant that him and Luke would be having a cuddle lazy day. Another wave of thunder vibrated though the brand new apartment. Michael pulled Luke closer to him and kissed him softly, Michael swore he would never get bored of doing it.
"Lukey, why don't you go grab some of our pillows and bring them down here. I think it's time we break in this new couch with some major cuddling." He could see the excitement grow in his boyfriends blue eyes. The lanky blonde was out if the room before Michael could even blink, excitedly running up the stairs.
As they cuddled on the couch with the lights off and candles illuminating the room, only soft kisses and words being exchanged, was when Michael knew that he wanted to marry this boy. The soft glow of the dim light reflected off Luke's gentle face making him seem so young and so happy and Michael couldn't help but to think, he'll never leave this boy, the one who stole his heart at age 13.
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Michael's tears were no longer out of only sadness but nostalgia. He remembered how that night they promised that they would get married some day, and even though they were both young, to Michael he never forgot it. He missed his best friend, his first love, he missed Luke. And when he finally got out of bed, the sound of rain lulling him into a trance he dug through the drawer he threw those messily scribbled numbers in. When he pulled up a message he didn't say a greeting.
To: Him
Do you remember that one night when we first moved into our apartment together and it rained so hard our power almost went out. And we had to use candles and we promised that one day we would get married?
From: Him
Yeah, I do mike
To: Him
What happened?
From: Him
I'm so sorry
To: Him
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Michael smiled once again at the photo
To: Him
Meet me at my studio tomorrow, noon
From: Him
Wouldn't miss it for the world
And now, Michael doesn't hurt as bad.