Mr fucking-killing-us-with-his-blue-hair:
"Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars"
You giggle as Mikey spills the wine onto his white dress shirt. He pouts and you and leans over the basket. "Hey!" He whines softly, "I brought you out here to be romantic not for you to laugh at me," he playfully whines, nudging your nose with his own. He had brought you out to the woods by your house for a romantic evening. And it was - stars, wine, a picnic blanket and Mikey. What more could you want? He lifted up the lid of the basket to reveal an amazing meal cooked for the two of you. You both eat the food, enjoying every mouthful. "Mikey, I love you - but I find it VERY hard to believe that you cooked that." You say to him, looking into his gorgeous eyes. He chuckles and takes your hand in his, intertwining your fingers. "Babe, it's me we're talking about - of course I didn't cook that." You both laugh. The laughter dies out as you look into each other's eyes. You thinking about how lucky you are, him thinking why on earth you would ever love him. He smiles softly and looks down to his lap, before quickly looking back to you. "What now?" He whispers, pushing a wisp of your hair behind your ear. "Kiss me." You whisper, leaning in to his perfect lips. Just before you lips touch, a drop of water runs down your cheek, making you look up - only to be met with more drops. They begin to fall faster and heavier, quickly soaking both you and Michael. Beogre you can even react, Mikey's pulling you up and winding his arms around your waist. "What are you doing Mikey?" You giggle at him. "Slow dancing," He says. Your giggle drops to a small smile as you wind your arms around his neck, swaying with him to the imaginative music. "Now where were we?" He whispers, pressing your lips together.
Mr Quiff:
"I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways"
You and Luke are laying on the couch in the Gusbus, you laying on his chest with your back against him. Both of you are facing the tv, but your hands are intertwined - him playing with your fingers. "Babe, when did you know you loved me?" He asks out of the blue, you turn to face him - your eyebrows scrunched together. "What?" You chuckle at him, fully turning to face him. "When did you realise you loved me?" He repeats, turning his attention from your fingers to your eyes. "Um, well probably when I saw you first perform - just the way your eyes lit up when your were playing, how you loved what you did so much. I could just feel the happiness radiating off of you and that's when I knew that you would be the one to make me feel the same way as you do when your on stage." You say, blushing a tiny bit. He chuckles and pulls you so that you're sitting in his lap, "Babe, I love you way more then performing." You look at him in awe, "I didn't know you could love anything more then performing!" You exclaim, holding a hand to your chest, faking being shocked. "Anyways, why the sudden interest?" You ask, laying back down on his chest. "I was just thinking about how I fell in love with you in the most mysterious way." He explains, his hands going around you waist, his mouth going to your neck. "Really? How?" You ask, quite curious to know his answer, as you've never heard him talk about how he fell in love with you before. "Well, the first time I saw you I knew that I liked you, but then you drove me crazy and I felt like I should've hated you - but I didn't, I was falling deeper and deeper in love with you. I mean, after all you were Cal's lil sis, I wasn't supposed to have these feelings for you. And it terrified me, so I pushed away all thoughts of love and focused on all the things I hated about you, which was next to nothing. So, I kept up with this for a while, but then one day I saw you dancing in your room to Greenday and I knew that I couldn't pretend any longer, and if you'd remember, that was the day I first kissed you." You had tears in your eyes by the end of his speech, "And I'm so glad that you did." You whisper, leaning up and kissing him.
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Hi guys!
So I'm sorry about Mikey's being so cliche but let's face it - relationship goals.
Anyways I'm sorry about it only being Muke (MUKE! MUKE! MUKE! I'm sorry but Muke is life).
Sorry about not updating in a while
Love ya
-Sky xx⚓️⚓️
