Mikey's POV
“What do you want to do now?” I asked. Luke didn’t speak for a few seconds which made me think he had no clue what to do.
“How about we shower?” I questioned. I hadn’t realized what I said until after the words left my mouth. When I realized what I just suggested I felt my face heated up with embarrassment and I hid my face further into Luke chest, almost in his armpit.
“You want to shower together?” Luke asked. He grabbed my face in his large hands and lifted it directly in front of his. My face was still red from my stupid mistake.
“Well I mean, we did… we’ve already seen each other and I thought… Never mind it was stupid.” I said. I finally just came to a conclusion that it was a stupid suggestion. Luke probably would rather shower himself, where there was more room and I wasn’t bothering him. I was deep in my thoughts until I saw a smirk grow on Luke’s face and he started pulling me towards his bathroom.
“It wasn’t a bad idea Mikey, plus it’s probably better this way. We will waste less water and it will take less time.” Luke said. When we got to the bathroom he turned the shower on and immediately began to strip leaving me to stand there shocked.
“Well are you going to get undressed our get into the shower with your clothes off?” Luke asked. He was almost completely exposed, just boxers to cover his beautiful body. Which I hated. Not his body I loved his body. I just hated that it was so perfect. Compared to his body mine was trash. I know what we did last night, but I’m still uncomfortable with showing my body to anyone. It’s just a disgusting thing that my parents created and I question how anybody could love it.
“Mikey.” Luke sighed. He hung his arms by his side and slouched down like he was disappointed or upset. “I know exactly what you’re thinking right now. You really don’t have anything to worry about. You should know that I love your body the way it is every part of it. Plus I’ve already seen all of it and let me tell you, you god damn beautiful.” Luke explained. The corners of his mouth rose up slightly but not fully. I sighed and eventually gave in finally pulling off all of my clothes. When Luke had the last piece of clothes off he grabbed my hand and guided me into the shower with him.
We stayed under the water for a good 5 or 10 minutes letting the water soak us. Luke held me close so we could both fit under the water completely. I stopped thinking about my insecurities for now. All I was thinking about was how I am the only one who is able to see Luke like this and he is the only one that can see me.
“As much as I want to stay like this we need to clean.” Luke chuckled. When Luke’s arms left my waist I turned around to face him. He squeezed out some soap onto his hand and brought his hand to my head rubbing it all throughout my hair. I did the same thing to him, we basically washed each other and then we got out so we didn’t turn into prunes. I strolled out of Luke’s bathroom and stopped when I realized I had forgotten my clothes at my house.
“Luke.” I sighed. “Can I wash my clothes?” I asked
“Why would you do that?” He questioned. I went over to my dirty clothes and picked the shirt up to show him the stains left from last night. Luke glanced at my shirt and blushed before muttering a small sorry. I smirked and threw the shirt to the ground.
“Why don’t you just borrow some of my clothes?” Luke suggested. He pulled out two random pieced of clothing and threw them at me. I caught them in one hand so I could hold the towel up that was now falling. I turned away my back facing Luke.
“Why do you always got to do that to me?” Luke asked.
“What are you talking about?” I asked. I slipping my boxers on and grabbed Luke’s jeans struggling to get them on in the process. I spent about 5 minutes up jumping to get the pants up my legs.
“God damn I used to be able to fit in your clothes. Now I can’t get them on anymore.” I groaned
“They’re skinny jeans, I have trouble getting them on too.” Luke said. Once I had all of my clothes on Luke and I sat back on his bed.

“What do we do now?” I asked “I had a suggestion already it’s your turn.” I said.
“We could bake.” Luke said. I couldn’t help but laugh at that request.
“Luke remember the last time you tried to cook, the kitchen was a mess.” I told him
“Yeah but we can bake a cake or something. The cake probably won’t ever get done but it will be fun, come on.” Luke begged.
“Fine.” I sighed. “But I’m not buying any of the ingredients so you better have them here.” I demanded. Luke smiled and jumped up dragging me along with him to the kitchen.
Soon Luke and I were standing over his counter with all of the ingredients. Luke grabbed the bag of flour and began to tip it over into the bowl but I stopped his before he could mess up,
“Luke, don’t just pour the flour in, get a measuring cup.” I said.
“Here.” I handed him the cup and poured some flour in it then turned back to my bowl to continue. Luke didn’t come back to stand next to me and soon I heard the radio turn on assuming that’s where he went I continued to bake. All of the sudden I felt something hit my neck and slide down my shirt. I turned back around a saw Luke with the empty measuring cup in his hand and a smirk on his face.
“Luke, what are you doing?” I asked. He shrugged grabbing the bag of flour and began pouring the whole bag over top of my head.
“Luke.” I gasped. “You’re getting it everywhere.” He just stood there a laughed.
“You look like a ghost.” He said between laughs. I reached behind me and grabbed two eggs from the carton and smashed them over top of Luke’s head. He gasped and immediately stopped laughing once the egg yolk started to drip down his face.
“It’s your place. I don’t care anymore.” I smirked. I turned around and grabbed the icing that was in front of me. I ripped open the container and took some of it on my finger and wiped it over Luke’s cheeks. It was my turn to laugh now.
“You’re Lucky there isn’t any flour left.” Luke pouted. I could see the smile he was holding back though and soon we were both laughing at how ridiculous we both looked. I stopped my laughing when I heard a song come on the radio that I’ve loved forever (A/N: you can think it’s whatever song you like, idk what song you all like)
“I love this song.” Luke said.
“Me too.” I whispered. Luke grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the middle of the floor circling his arm around my waist.
“Luke what are you doing?” I asked. He intertwined our finger and my free hand went around his torso.
“We’re going to dance.” He explained.
“Here?” I asked. “In the middle of your kitchen like this. Isn’t that a little weird?” I asked.

“It isn’t weird if you don’t make it weird.” He said “Just relax and dance with me.” He demanded. I smiled and accepted it. At first we started to sway back and forth but soon we began to spin in a circle while Luke just held me in his arms. He started to sing the song softly in my ear which soothed me. There was nobody here, and yeah we were just in the middle of his kitchen floor with flour and eggs all over us, but it felt nice to be in Luke’s arms with no one to bother us. I felt safe and I never wanted this to end. I just hope we could be like this all the time.

Notes

I know this is like extremly cliche but I got this idea at the end from something I was watching the other night and I just had to put it in the story. I think this is one of the quickest times I updated though, besides the beginning when I was updated everynight. Anyway hope you enjoys. COMMENT & LIKE & FOLLOWME