Michael Clifford Imagines

Make-up

" Y/N, where's my underwear?" Michael asked you, " In your drawer." You responded, " Where's my green day shirt?" he asked you again, " in my closet." " Where are my shoes?" he asked you again. That's it you went to your room and found him playing COD with the boys, " you must be looking for your clothes?" you say sarcastically. " Y/N, can you get my clothes?" he asks, giving you a pouty lip. " Ughh fine" you say, you find his clothes and toss it at him. " Thanks." he says,

    When you sit on the couch to relax you hear 3 boys running around the tour bus and your boyfriend Michael, screaming at them. " Gimme that back!" Michael says, " Keep this and lock yourself in your room" Ashton says handing you Michaels phone, you run and lock the door.  " No, Open the door, babe,.open the door." Michael tells you, you look down at Michael's phone and see a photo of Michael with makeup on. You start laughing hysterically and fall on the floor.

    " Y/N, I told you not to look at it." Michael says, " Why do you have makeup on?" you ask laughing. " I got bored, now gimme my phone." he says jumping into bed, " Night Michael, night Y/N" the boys tell you, " night guys." You say. You turn to Michael and get on top of him, he quickly hides his face in the pillow. " Babe, I'm sorry, I love you" you say, " irs fwine, ai lwove yeou twoo." he says his words muffled by the pillow. Michael takes off the pillow and kisses you,

   " Babe, let's cuddle." Michael says, putting his arm around you and cuddling you to his chest, you wrap your leg around him and he grabs your bum kissing you. "Night, babe love you,"  Michael says, " night, love you too" you respond. He kisses you goodnight and you fall asleep.