Imagine
6am here you were; laying in Mikey's arms head against his bare chest. The sound of rain hitting the window, cold air hitting your skin sending goosebumps up your body.
You study his features, his plump lips slightly parted, the way his hair fell just above his eyes, the way his eyebrow hair sat out of place but he looked ever so perfect.
"Are you just going to watch me sleep?" he says with a raspy morning voice, rolling to his side.
"Shut up" you reply, rolling, facing away from him.
He places his arm around your waist pulling you closer to his body. Resting his head in the crook of you neck, placing soft kisses.
Slowly you turn towards him placing you hand softly caressing his cheek.
"I love you" you say softly, eyes flicking between his lips and eyes.
"I love you too y/n" he replies, kissing your lips passionately, but ever so softly.