Drunk

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Drunk! Mikey

Sorry, this kinda sucks

Not kinda sucks, this is rubbish omg

I'm so sorryyyyy

Song: Lego House by Ed Sheeran

Can I see that smile again? Please??

Anyways......

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Rachel sat on the couch, waiting for Michael to come home from probably the longest day of promo he's ever done. He was trying to message her as often as he could throughout the day, but only got a FaceTime in his busy schedule that day and Rachel wasn't gonna lie, he looked like he was gonna pass out from exhaustion any second. The poor boy had black bags under his eyes, his eyes hazy and sligjtly bloodshot, his skin paler than usual, he was yawning every few minutes, and he was complaining about a headache every so often. Rachel was expecting him to pass out in bed as soon as he got home. She heard the doorknob jiggle and then the door slam open, seeing a drunk Michael stumble inside and fall to the floor. "Raaaaaaaaaachel!" Michael cheered as Rachel walked over, helping him up, "Are you drunk?" She asked. "Well yeah, Ashton took us out for some drinks because we had a long day." Michael smiled, "L-Luke also got me some food and it made my tummy hurt." Michael pouted as he rubbed his eyes like a child and put a hand on his tummy, "Oh my poor baby." Rachel cooed and Michael giggled, laying down with her on the couch and she rubbed his tummy, a burp escaped him and he blushed, Rachel holding back the grimace that tried to appear on her face. "It huuuuurts." Michael whined and Rachel kissed his cheek, "I'm sorry baby." She cooed and Michael turned around, pulling her into his chest and smiling. Michael kept letting out the air bubbles that were crammed inside his poor tummy and Rachel was getting more and more annoyed after each one, wanting him to just fucking stop it already. Michael got up suddenly and walked (stumbled) upstairs, Rachel following him and laid next to him, seeing him holding his tummy and frowning, "It huuuuurts so baaaaaaaad." Michael whined, his words a little slurred due to the alcohol. She walked over and helped him take his shoes off, then pulling his tshirt and jeans off, Michael burping a couple times as she did so and he whimpered. "Oh baby." Rachel cooed as she sat next to him and played with his hair, "Can you help me?" He pouted, "With what kitten?" She asked, "Get the air out." Michael mumbled and she bit her lip, mentally debating whether she should or shouldn't. "Please?" Michael pouted, "Sorry Mikey, I don't know how." She lied, "You just push on my tummy." He smiled and Rachel mentally sighed. "Mikey, I can't." She sighed, "Why not?" He asked, "Because.....it's gross." She mumbled and Michael's face fell, "Okay then." Michael mumbled and curled into a ball, turning away from her. "Sorry Mikey." She cooed, "Fuck off." Michael shot back and Rachel frowned, feeling bad for having hurt him. "I-I can try." She mumbled and Michael shrugged, Rachel put her hand on his belly and cringed at the feeling of the air bubbles whirling around inside him, making Michael roll his eyes, she lightly pressed down on his tummy and a loud burp came out, making her cringe and Michael pushed her hand off. "Don't fucking do it if you don't like it." Michael growled and Rachel's heart sank, knowing Michael was pissed off at her. "Let me try again." She mumbled and Michael sighed, letting her push down on his swollen belly once more and he burped loudly again, feeling her cringe at the sound and he pushed her hand off before standing up. "I'm tired of your childish bullshit." Michael roared as he grabbed a blanket and pillow from the closet, then going downstairs and sleeping on the pull out couch. Rachel started crying, feeling awful for making him angry. She didn't really mean to, she just wanted to try and help but she couldn't keep herself from cringing or grimacing, she couldn't help it. Rachel sobbed as she heard Michael letting out burps, knowing she could be helping him and that made her heart break. Rachael calmed herself down and wiped her tears, going downstairs and seeing Michael laying on his back on the mattress, rubbing his tummy and she could hear it gurgle loudly, making him whimper and her heart sank. Rachel walked over to the bed and laid next to him, "Rachel, what the fuck are-" Michael began, cut off by Rachel. "Helping." She smiled and rubbed his belly, pressing down and a flurry of burps escaped him, but Rachel didn't cringe or grimace and Michael smiled widely, his smile getting bigger and bigger as she kept helping him. After all the bubbles were out, he held her close and kissed her softly, both of them smiling into the kiss, "Thank you." Michael smiled as he pulled away, "Of course my love." She smiled and started playing with his hair, then singing a familiar song that Michael recognized immediately.

I'm gonna pick up the pieces and build a Lego house
If things go wrong we can knock it down
My three words have two meanings but there's one thing on my mind
It's all for you

And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm
If you're broken I will mend ya and keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on, now

I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now, now

I'm gonna paint you by numbers and colour you in
If things go right we can frame it and put you on a wall
And it's so hard to say it but I've been here before
Now I'll surrender up my heart and swap it for yours

I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now

Don't hold me down, I think the braces are breaking and it's more than I can take

And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm
If you're broken I will mend ya and keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on, now

I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind,
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now
I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down

And out of all these things I've done, I will love you better now

And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now

I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now
I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done I will love you better now

Rachel heard Michae let out a quiet snore amd she smiled, pulling the blanket over them both and kissed his cheek. "Goodbye kitten." She whispered before falling asleep herself.

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