MARIE BROWSED the isles of the clothing store with a dreamy look, Michael following closely behind, his blue eyes fixed on her as his lips remained stuck in a heartwarming smile.
The girl suddenly stopped in front of a rack of dresses to grab one. She held it in front of her as she studied it. "Cute." She smiled.
Her heart missed a beat when Michael placed his head on her shoulder to look at the dress. "I like it." He stated with a boyish grin, "Red is my favorite colour on you."
She tried to act casual as she asked "Really?" and he hummed as a yes.
She fished the price tag inside the dress and her lips curled in a frown. "Too expensive." She grumbled.
She was about to put it back when Michael grabbed it gently from her hands and threw it in the fold of his arm. "Take whatever you want, I have a plan." He grinned innocently, and she raised a brow at his suspicious act.
"Come on, come on." He waved his hand to urge her.
She rolled her eyes in amusement as she looked at a shelf filled with T-shirts.
She laughed when she caught Michael grab a black blouse in her size. He pouted as he noticed her staring at him in amusement.
"What? It's nice." He muttered, and Marie chuckled.
"I trust your taste, Mikey." She winked, and he chuckled.
They spent a good hour in the store picking out clothes they liked, and they both ended up with their arms full of clothes.
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Crybaby | Michael Langdon
Fanfiction"She cries like she's mourning for the entire world." In which too many people start to tamper with the timeline in hope of avoiding the apocalypse. Warning : Mature content. There are a few smuts because I consider Michael an adult that grew up fa...
