luke comes in late, as always, plopping right on michael as he laid on the couch in peace. he lays his head on the others chest without saying a word, closing his eyes for a second to recollect all his thoughts from today. “i hate work sometimes.”

   “my brother,” was the first thing he said as soon as the other opened the front door. his cheeks were being sucked in and his jaw was clenching hard. he didn’t even care if he drew blood –– the only blood he wanted to SEE was his brothers. he invited himself into the house, pushing shoulders with jeremiah as he started looking around. “where the fuck is he?” he looked around a few door frames before walking right up to jeremiah again. “you fucked my twin brother. the one person in my life that’s decent. you FUCKED.. my BROTHER, jeremiah.” as if the other didn’t know, he just wanted to make sure he was fully aware. his face was heated red and he felt like he was going to pass out, the veins in his arms sticking out as if the circulation was cut off. though, with how hard his hands were forming a fist, he wouldn’t be surprised. he swore, he’d never been this angry in his entire life and seeing jeremiah made it that much worse because as soon as things were okay, management had to fuck up everything. part of him now wanted to go back in time and just get fired, he didn’t really care as long as jeremiah WASN’T fucking his brother. of course, that asshole always got everything. but jeremiah was the one thing he could love, the one thing he could be proud of. he closed his eyes for a half a second, shaking his head, “i can’t believe you would do this. we.. ––– “ he cut himself off, shaking his head even more, “.. –– where is he?”

     it should have ended right BEFORE michael said fuck me. the straight man inside of luke was shut down and a long, tense, REAL groan came from lukes mouth. with calum and ashton there, his face was red. it was normal for the two to be this close, but hearing those words and actually FEELING michael grind upon him was making him rethink everything. “alright michael the video is over,” he laughed nervously, but michael was still going. “alright michael. the video.. is over,” and queue another moan being left from his lips. “Fuck,” he said accidentally, putting his hands on michaels ticklish spots on his waist and squeezing roughly, “alright michael. the video is over.”

“you’re disgusting. get your feet off me!” he laughed, pushing the others legs off of him, but soon, they were right back on. “you’re such a child.” 

MUKE IS MY LIFE U DONUT UNDERSTAND

     at this point it didn’t matter if it was past lights out (if anyone, by all means, even listened to that rule). he wanted to see silas so bad, he was feeling like it was borderline need. something inside of him begged for the attention from the other, which was something he had never felt before. he liked giving attention, not getting attention. and with silas - everything was new. that deep feeling in his chest had come back when he knocked on the door, checking his phone to seem as okay as he could.

WE LIVE IN THE FUKCING CITY WHO HAS A DAMN GOAT IN DOWNTOWN,,, I CAN T

i refused to listen to the song solely because of meghan & i just skip over her part now lmFAO