IDIOT ⇔ m.c

5〕teasing & attraction

That night, Michael decided to keep me up by asking questions.

I whined at first, but eventually I decided to just answer him.

He was telling me about his tattoos when he asked about mine.

"So, you have two right?" He said.

I nodded and gestured to the spots.

"An eagle and a paragraph of lyrics."

Michael nodded and then frowned.

"I can't believe your parents. You have to hide your tattoos and live with a burden."

"Well, I got used to it." I could feel his gaze on me.

"I'm surprised that you have two tattoos. Most girls chicken out." Michael laughed.

"I like the pain. I'm also little bit ticklish so that makes it feel weird, but the pain I like."

Michael turned over and I frowned.

Through the window, the moonlight cast a light shadow on him.

Michael was facing me and smirking.

"What?" I demanded.

"Oh you know, your just ticklish."

It hit me what he meant, but Michael had already wind his hands on my stomach and was tickling me.

"Michael! S-stop!" I laughed hard and tears started forming in my eyes, my face went red.

He laughed and continued to tickle me.

Eventually he stopped, but amusement still hung in his eyes.

I noticed that we weren't lying next to each other anymore, instead I was under him and he straddled me.

Michael's hands were braced on the sides of my heads and his face was awfully close.

"Are you gonna move?" I pouted.

Michael shook his head and smiled.

"No, I kind of like this position. How about you?" I groaned as he teased me.

"Your awfully heavy, so no I do not like this position."

Michael smirked and then tensed as I put my hands on his shoulders, pushing him slightly.

Michael jokingly sighed and then pulled my arms off his shoulders, pinning them above my head.

"Get off me." I whined.

Michael shook his head and then said,

"After I do something."
"Do what?" I rolled my eyes.

Michael was quiet for a few seconds and then a smirk stretched on his face.

"This."

A second past and suddenly Michael's face was closer then before, his lips syncing with mine.

The kiss was soft, unlike in the alley, and it felt right.

I would've pulled away, but something made me kiss me back.

My parents would warn me about these sort of boys, but everything about Michael interested me.

He was mysterious but an innocent boy and it...it attracted me.

It'd been a short 48 hours with him and I'd already started taking interest in him.

Michael had moved his hands onto my waist and I slid my hands up his back.

He sighed and then pushed himself up, slightly grinning.

"That's enough playing for tonight."
He rolled off me and then lay back down, cuddling into me.

"Goodnight."

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I've been thinking of a ship name for Michael & Savannah.

Hmm, maybe Mavannah?
Idk but comment what you think the ship name should be!

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