5SOS Imagines

Michael - He's Sick

"Just go to sleep, baby." You coo softly. "I made some vegetable soup for you if you're hungry. It has extra potatoes in it, because I know how much you love those."

"I'm not hungry for soup." He mumbles against your skin.

"Then what do you want?"

"You." He smirks, kissing your neck, softly nipping at the sensitive skin as he leaves his mark on you.

"Michael, no. You're sick." You argue, pulling him away from your neck.

"But Y/N." He whines.

"Michael, no. You need plenty of fluids and rest."

"So, I can't play video games. I can't have sex with my beautiful girlfriend. What am I supposed to do?!" He throws his head back in frustration.

"Well, you can come back downstairs and eat the delicious soup your amazing girlfriend made for you, and watch movies with her. I bought you your favorite candy too for when you're done eating your soup."

Michael mumbles a quick "fine" before throwing the blanket around his shoulders and scurrying downstairs. You follow after him, finding him already curled up on the couch.

"Soup, please." He mumbles as you walk past him.

You come back with a small bowl of soup with some crackers on the side. You grab yourself a bowl, joining him on the couch. You bump your shoulder against his, smiling softly as he glares at you.

"Are you seriously mad at me? Is it because I wouldn't let you play video games? Or because we couldn't have sex?"

He stares at his soup, chasing a cracker with his spoon, shrugging his shoulders in response.

"Michael, I just want you to feel better. Once you're better you can play all the video games you want, and we can even have sex while playing video games." You suggest.

His eyes widen as he looks up at you, a playful smirk on his lips.

"I feel better now." He answers in a raspy voice.

"Michael, your voice sounds like you've swallowed a rake. We can cuddle and watch movies, okay?"

He sets his bowl down on the coffee table, pulling you onto his lap as he buries his head against the crook of your neck.

"I love yo-"

"Wait! I forgot the candy and another surprise!" You exclaim, jumping from his lap and running into the kitchen.

"Way to kill the moment, babe." Michael teases.

"Oh be quiet! Wait until you see the surprise I have for you." You hold the item behind your back as you slowly walk up to him.

"Well? Are you going to show me?"

You hand him the bag of candy, before pulling out his other surprise.

"I got you the new Pokemon game! I know you've been talking about how badly you've wanted it, so I figured it'd be a nice "get well soon" present instead of a silly balloon, but just in case..." You scurry into the hall closet, pulling out a balloon with Pikachu on it with a small speech bubble that says 'Get Well Soon!' "I got you the balloon too." You smile sheepishly.

Michael smiles widely, pulling you by your hand to fall on his lap.

"Thank you, baby. Seriously, you didn't have to do any of this."

"I know, but I wanted to. I don't like it when my baby isn't feeling well." You frown.

He kisses your cheek softly, pulling your head against his chest, resting his head atop yours.

"You're an amazing girlfriend, and I don't thank you enough. I really lucked out with you, and I don't understand it one bit."

"Well, you had a cool guitar, so..."

"Y/N!" He chuckles.

"I'm just kidding. It was your video game collection."

He narrows his eyes, turning you to face him. "I was trying to be romantic, babe."

You roll your eyes as his bottom lip forms into a pout. "I was just kidding. You know I love you."

"See if I share any of my candy with you now." He huffs, pushing you from his lap as he holds the bag tightly to his chest.

"You will because you love me so much." You smile innocently, batting your eyelashes as you hold out your hand. "Just one, pretty please with sugar on top?"

"Fine. He leans closer to you, dropping a few candies in your open palm, before he quickly presses his lips against yours, pulling away with a devious smirk.

"Michael!"

"Now you'll get sick, and I'll get to tease you when you're not well." He grins, popping a candy in his mouth.

"I swear I will take that video game back."

"No you won't because you've been wanting it just as badly as I have." He chuckles. "Plus, we can be sick together."

"Yes, because that's so romantic." You tease.

"What can I say? I'm a romantic at heart." He beams.

You shake your head, giggling softly as you get up to start the movie. He pulls you back onto his lap once you're within his reaching distance, peppering the back of your head with kisses.

"I'll share my candy with you." He whispers.

"You don't have too, Mikey. I got it as a gift for you."

"But I like sharing with you."

You turn slightly, smiling before kissing his cheek quickly. He pours some more candy into your hand as the two of you turn your attention towards the movie playing. You lean your head against his chest, struggling to keep your eyes open as you listen to his calming heartbeat. Eventually he notices your breathing evening out, so he pulls the two of you down, holding you tightly against his chest as the two of you drift off to sleep with the movie continuing to play in the background.