𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄.. - 𝐩𝐫𝐧 & 𝐦𝐣

chapter five

"So you have rehearsals everyday?"

"Not everyday, but this tour is pretty restricting when it comes to free time so I know I have a lot of days off, but I also know more than half of my time is gonna be spent working. Like in that kind of way."

"What is this? I mean between us. I know you had me sign an NDA I'm not stupid, but does this thing you know, restrict me from seeing other people?"

Prince paused, glancing over his shoulder at the man in the bed, waiting on him to say he was joking or something to that effect, but that response never came, only a straight face. Prince approached him, leaving the buckle of his slacks alone, so all of his attention was on Michael, who hadn't budged.

"Michael, don't let me walk in on you having sex in a hotel room I paid for."

"Or what?"

"Or you'll be walking home from Toronto."

I still have your cheque book, and Alex would never let me walk home. He's too nice.

Michael's response was a simple hum considering he was growing tired of Prince's excuses surrounding the fact that they never spent any time together, but he was always there every night to fuck him. It had been almost a week and they hadn't spend any real time together so he was beginning to think Prince was truly only interested in one thing and it hurt his feelings.

Michael rolled his eyes, stretching as he got out of bed as soon as Prince sat down on it. He was upset and he didn't wanna be around him and he wasn't gonna pretend as though he did. It would've been one, two faced, and two he didn't want to.

He felt Prince's hand on the small of his back, pulling him backward. Michael rolled his eyes at the pathetic attempt at an excuse as he pulled him onto his lap, and thankfully he had on underwear.

"What?"

"You know we're gonna spend time together, I just work a lot. If something's making you uncomfortable when I'm not here we can talk about that if you want."

"I don't wanna talk about anything I wanna take a shower, and see what's to do in Toronto." Michael said, pulling out of Prince's gasp, yanking his elbow out of Prince's hand as he walked toward the bathroom.

"Michael." Prince shouted. His voice was deep, probably bouncing off of the walls, and it paused Michael in his tracks, his heart skipping a beat and his entire body freezing up.

"Turn around."

"For what?"

"So that we can apologize to one another."

Tears had already begun to well in Michael's eyes, and he couldn't really control how they were falling and it was frustrating because he didn't want Prince to see him cry, he would much rather do it in the bathroom.

"I didn't do anything." Michael said, his voice shaky as he clenched his fists, hoping that would make his crying stop, but it didn't, it only made his fists shake.

"Look, if you aren't interested in me just- just say that."

"Michael... Obviously I'm interested in you. We're in Toronto together for God's sake, what more do you want me to say."

"You just seem cold." He shrugged.

"I'm not..." He began before Michael shook his head.

"Never mind. Forget about it." Michael mumbled as he quickly entered the bathroom, shutting the door before Prince could get in.

"We're gonna talk about this later." Prince shouted from the other side of the door, banging on it a little as Michael tuned on the shower to drown him out.