"well, michael," i mimicked his tone, "if you were more polite, i would be absolutely ecstatic to give you your lighter." michael looked at me, clearly unimpressed, but i just smiled broadly at him.

he sighed loudly. "fine. luke, will you please give me back my oh-so-beloved lighter?" i looked at him proudly and he smirked lightly.

"of course! all you had to do was ask, young michael." i gave him a shít-eating grin. "luke, i'm older than you." i frowned. "you don't even know how old i am, though." i pointed out. "well how old are you?" michael asked. "i am, in fact, seventeen. how old are you, michael?" he smiled, and i knew he proved me wrong. "i'm seventeen and a half, so, i am older than you, lucas."

"you're such a child." i shook my head, smiling at his cuteness. michael held a fist to his mouth, representing a microphone. "congrats, genius, you have just stated the obvious! are you proud of this great achievement? " he pointed it at me, but i just laughed again.

"i left out that you're also completely adorable."

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A/N:

yeah, seventeen year old luke!!
wow loved seventeen year old luke, it was my favorite year ever oml. 

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xx- L♡