I was sitting on the counter in the bathroom, waiting for Michael to finish getting the black rag wet. He used black so that it wouldn't stain.
"I'm sorry." I repeated.
"Don't be sorry." He stated. I sighed, because I still felt bad.
He stood between my legs and began gently dabbing my face. It stung, and I almost pulled away.
"I'm sorry, I know it hurts." He softly told me. I chuckled.
"It- it was the first time I've ever seen you that mad." I mumbled.
"Yeah, but don't worry. I don't usually hit people when I'm mad. Just when they've been hurting the boy I love and I feel that they deserve it. Trust me, I'd never, ever hit you." He explained.
The boy he loves? I decided to stay quiet about that part. He didn't mean it. A moment later, though, I think he realized what he said. His eyes widened for a couple of seconds before returning to normal.
He continued gently dabbing the blood from my face, which still hurt a bit.
"What's your favorite color?" He randomly asked me.
"Blue." I said. "Why?"
"Just curious." He shrugged.
"What's yours?" I wondered. He smiled.
"Green."
We talked about colors while he cleaned the blood from my face. Once that was done, he studied my features.
"There's going to be bruising. Also, you have a cut. Probably from a ring or something." He said. I nodded. He was so gentle and kind.
He carefully took my arms and studied them. They were already starting to get bruises.
"I wish I could have stopped this from happening." He sighed. I shook my head.
"Thank you, for saving me. It really means a lot." I told him. "And, thank you for cleaning me up and stuff. And not getting pissed off when I thought you were going to hit me."
He gave me a small smile.
"Anything for you, Luke. And it was no problem, honestly. Thank you for not running away and refusing to listen the second I punched Grant in the jaw." He chuckled.
I laughed along with him.
"Luke?" He asked.
Of course, I became worried. I always did when someone wanted to ask me something or talk to me about something.
"Yeah?" I responded. His light green eyes met my sea blue eyes, and he hesitated.
Immediately, he gently cupped my cheek.
"C- can I kiss you?"
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The Boy In The Back (Muke)
FanfictionMichael stays in the back of the classrooms, barely bothering to speak to anybody. People are mean to him, and he feels absolutely alone. That is, until Luke arrives as a new student. TW- Self Harm