pairing: michael/luke rating: explicit words: 8617 additional tags: alternate universe
“Hm, a strange man with dyed black hair shows up to one of my busking nights, flirts with me, tries to convince me he’s a fucking music producer, and then asks me to come with him to ‘his studio’ to help him finish a song in return for payment.” Luke stated bluntly, pushing his hands in his pockets. “Is that right?”










