5SOS Imagines and preferences

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Michael Imagine/Bad day:

I can't help but hum along to the tune making it's way through the kitchen as I make myself a drink before Mike comes home, he's been working so much lately we've hardly spent any time together so I've set up the play station up in our room, hopefully he's not too tired.

Before I can worry anymore the click of the door closing sounds through the apartment, I take a sip of my drink grinning to myself as I peer around the door frame into the hallway revealing a fed up looking Michael.

"Mikey?" I whisper quietly, unsure of his mood as his eyes scan the floor, as he hears my voice his head shoots up and a small smile appears giving me the butterflies he always does. "What's wrong?" I ask soothingly, he lets out a long sigh before pressing his lips together.

"Can I have a hug?" He finally speaks up like a small child in desperate need of comfort, his voice rough and deeper than usual, a classic sign he's been quiet for a while.

"Of course you can you idiot" I joke running into his open arms, his scent fills my nostrils as I nuzzle my nose into his neck pressing a small kiss there in an attempt to relax him.

"What's wrong?" I repeat my question without looking into his eyes just squeezing him tighter.

"I'm just not feeling great" He mumbles pressing his forehead against mine as his eyes take in my face.

"In what way?" I ask curiously fixing a few strands of lilac hair that the rain caused to stick to his forehead.

"I'm just not feeling good about myself in general you know?" As he speaks I swear I feel my heart break for him, I know a lot of people are saying a lot of horrible things about him recently, that he's fat, that he's ugly but surely he can't believe them?

"Baby, look at me" I mumble cupping his flushed cheeks in my hands as his green eyes meet my own "People are ass holes, I know that just as much as you do, being your girlfriend makes me the target for all the pathetic hate they want to throw at me. But I know I've got you, I know sometimes I bottle it all up just like you do but sometimes you just need to tell someone, right?" I tell him receiving a nod, I sigh before pressing my lips to his gently.

"Now get changed out of those wet things so we can cuddle in bed" I tell him pushing him into the direction of our bedroom as I follow quickly behind.

I throw myself under the duvet wrapping myself up in the warmth as I watch Michael stare at me uncomfortably.

"Could you uh- look away?" He asks me, I know he's down but this? I've seen him shirtless plenty of times and he's never been this bad to not want me to see him.

"No I won't Michael, look," I start, crawling to the edge of the bed getting onto my knees so I'm closer to his height, I balance myself by holding onto his broad shoulders as he looks at me warily as if he's frightened of what I'm going to say.

"It hurts me so much to know that you're hurting Mike, it fucking kills me thinking you don't like yourself because of what immature little brats are saying, you are fucking unreal and I'm so lucky to have you I wish you could see what I see" I mumble "You are not fat, you are not ugly, you are not any of these things people are saying, millions of girls think that you're perfect and so do I" I take a deep breath "I know it's hard to listen to all of the good when all you seem to be getting is the bad, I just fucking love you so much and I hate seeing you hurt" I tell him trying to ignore the tears stinging in the back of my eyes, he seems to notice as his eyes begin to mirror mine. "Mike I'm only just holding this together please don't cry because that will be it, you don't want an over emotional, whiny girlfriend, right?" I joke laughing slightly as a tear falls, his thumb instantly meets it halfway as he swallows loudly.

"If that over emotional, whiny girlfriend is you then yes. Always" He mumbles before pulling me closer to him and joining our lips, the sheer passion behind it shocks me as my eyes squeeze shut tightly, it never fails to surprise me how fucking perfectly his lips fit against mine, or how perfectly his hand fits into mine, it's like all his time I've had to wait for him has been worth it because we were meant to be together, out of all the girls he chose me and I couldn't be more grateful.

We both separate breathing heavily over each others faces as I grab the hem of his shirt, I smile gently as he allows me to take it off.

"There we go, it wasn't that hard was it baby?" I murmur gently, running my hands along his warm shoulders and then his prominent collar bones.

"I'm so fucking lucky" I mumble to myself as I leave a kiss on his chest, admiring his pale bare skin. "Take your bottoms off then get in" I tell him pointing at his skinny jeans, he nods slowly as I turn around not wanting to push him anymore, I climb out of the bed quickly pulling off my shorts so that I'm left in only one of Michael's band tees.

I close my eyes briefly before I feel the bed shift softly as Michael climbs in beside me, I open my eyes to his green ones staring right back at me.

"How did I even end up with you?" He whispers wrapping his arms around my waist so that he can pull my body closer to his.

"Well it all started when you followed me and I dm'd you a chat up line, which you then replied to me with one it just kind of spiralled from there, a year ago I would never have imagined I could be here laying in bed with you right now" I admit honestly, running my finger tips across his "to the moon" tattoo, personally my favourite.

"Oh god, they were bad chat up lines, you also called me Gordon, I remember thinking 'she doesn't speak to me like I'm famous', I think that's what really drew me to you" He mumbles, taking a strand of my hair between his fingertips as he braids it.

"I didn't want you to think I was a freak and then unfollow me" I giggle nervously as he shakes his head.

"No way, I really liked you, then I told the boys and they were all like 'what the fuck' like it was weird for me to be talking to a fan, but look at us now, plus we set Luke up with y/f/n" He remarks cheekily, the boys didn't seem too happy when Michael first introduced me in person but they soon warmed up to me as I did to them, they're all like brothers to me now, I couldn't ask for three better best friends.

"Even if it did take fucking forever, they wouldn't admit they liked each other I wanted to bang their heads together" I tell him laughing, he nods his head in agreement but doesn't reply, I look at his face expectantly as he seems shaken out of whatever day dream he was in.

"Sorry Y/N, I just love hearing you laugh" He mumbles looking down at me lovingly making me want to scream out of happiness but I decide against screaming in his face.

"I fucking love you" I tell him running my fingers through his light purple locks, he grins stupidly at me as his finger tips traces small circles into my hip bones.

"I fucking love you more" He tells me smirking, I give him a 'are you serious' look earning me a schoolgirl giggle from him.

He licks his dark pink lips making me desperate to feels them burn against mine again, as if he read my mind he joins them together softly placing both of his hands either side of my neck as he hovers over me, I can't help but laugh as his fringe tickles my forehead.

"Y/N" He whines from above me like a five year old, I roll my eyes before leaning upwards to peck his lips one last time, he grins again before setting himself next to me, I throw my leg over his and prop my head onto his bare chest, smiling gently at the sound of his beating heart.

"I'm glad you're smiling again" I tell him running my nails along his abdomen softly, smiling as goosebumps protrude all over his arms and chest.

"I don't think I'll ever stop as long as I've got you" He tells me, making me melt, I look up at him to be welcomed with a kiss on the nose, I grin at him as he dips his head down leaving four kisses onto my neck.

"I love you" He murmurs kissing my lips softly, I return the gesture before pulling apart.

"I love you too" I tell him, wrapping my arms around his waist as he pulls the duvet over our bodies, and we both fall asleep to the pattering of rain on the window and in comfort of each others deep breathes being the only sound shared between us.

(A/N HEYY GUYS, thought I'd get a bit creative and start doing this as well as my fanfic because I also love 5sos so if you have any preferences feel free to comment or message me


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