You and Michael had just bought a house and loved it. But the walls were all the same color... white.
So, you two went to the department store and bought different colors of paint for the living room, kitchen, and bedroom.
"Which room first?" he asked.
"Living room," you said back. He nodded and stirred the grey paint. You picked up your paint roller and waited for him to pour the paint on the paint tray.
You two painted for a while before you got bored- you get bored easily.
You looked at Michael, who was really concentrated on painting. You giggled slightly before rolling the paint down his back.
"You did not," he said smiling. He looked at you with a cheeky grin.
"I think I did," you said back. He ran after you, slinging paint all over you. You two played for hours before you were both completely covered in paint.
"Well, that was fun," you said, laying in the floor exhausted.
"Yeah, but we waisted a ton of paint," he said back, trying to catch his breath.
"Oh well, it was worth it," you said smiling at him. He bent down and kissed your nose. You smiled at him before rolling paint across his cheek.
"Ugh, Y/N!!!" he whined. You giggled and pecked his lips.
