𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄.. - 𝐩𝐫𝐧 & 𝐦𝐣

chapter thirteen

Waking up with the smell of Prince invading his nostrils and his breath against his neck; Michael knew he had made a drunken mistake.

"Fuck what the hell." He mumbled, tossing Prince's arm from around his waist as he sat up in the bed.

"How'd you sleep?" Prince asked from behind, running his hand up his back.

"I slept okay." He mumbled, stretching his back to get rid of a few kinks before feeling Prince's hands on his back and hearing a crack before feeling instant relief.

"Is it better?"

"Yeah."

"Do you wanna come back to bed?"

Michael glanced over his shoulder to see a tank top wearing Prince with a small smile on his face. Michael was hesitant but slowly got back into bed, facing Prince, placing his leg over Prince's thigh, resting his head on his chest.

Prince's arm was beneath Michael's neck, his thumb slowly brushing his shoulder as he held him.

"I have missed you so much. I was the worst to you and I'm so sorry. I love you." He said, kissing Michael's forehead before pulling him closer.

Michael pulled him downward by his face, placing a kiss on his lips. It was a silent gesture of forgiveness, and Prince returned it, holding him closer. The kiss parted; Michael looking into his eyes as it did, a soft look of hope in them.

"I love you too."

They slept in, the sunny day passing them by in bed, occasionally waking up and speaking to one another.

Then the night came; and Michael got hungry, so he rolled out of bed, leaving a half-asleep Prince patting the bed for Michael's body, only for his eyes to open when he didn't find it to Michael walking toward the kitchen to order Chinese food.

He let out a sigh before following him into the kitchen, his shorts getting caught in between his thighs as he followed Michael who was wearing only a pair of shorts.

Lazily he wrapped his arms around his waist, listening to him order the same thing he did when they were in St. Louis. He rested his head on Michael's shoulder, barely able to hear the conversation, not too focused on it either way.

Michael hung the phone up, turning around with Prince still latched onto him as he walked toward the radio just to hear the smooth tune of "Leave The Door Open".

"I just bought this album." Prince said as he stood up straight, extending his hand toward Michael although he was turned the opposite way.

He turned around to see where Prince had gone, just to see him a few feet away, extending his hand, which he took, causing him to quickly be pulled, letting out a sharp shriek as he was.

Prince moved side to side with the melody of the song, spinning Michael around at the chorus, his chest to Michael's back.

"So if you tryna lay in these armssss,
I'mma leave the the door open.."

Prince was singing softly in his ear, making his skin tingle with every word he sang. Michael blushed feeling his breath against his neck, his arms around his waist as they swayed side to side.

The moment lived with more than one song until the food arrived.

Sitting on the couch with his back to Prince's chest; he ate his food, as he spoke.

"I am..." He began, wanting Prince to finish his sentence.

"The Holy grail." He finished, causing Michael to laugh; choking a little as he did.

"Don't die now." He said from behind, patting his back.

"That's not how the game goes. Let me taste your food." He said, sticking his fork into Prince's Lo Mein.

"You have the same thi-"

"Shut up."

"Okay."

They continued eating, looking at the skyline before they made it onto the floor looking out of the window.

"Do you like the sunset?" Michael asked, glancing over his shoulder at it as he studied Prince's face from the side.

"I watch it whenever I can." He answered, glancing over at Michael.

"Kiss me."

Prince let out a soft laugh before turning to Michael, gently sliding his hand onto his neck, his thumb on his cheek, and leaning in to press a soft, yet passionate kiss on his lips.

Michael was touch starved, and Prince felt the same, so he didn't have a problem kissing him, touching him, feeling on him, or anything else he wanted.

Using a bit of force, Michael pushed Prince back onto his back, straddling him as they kissed, Prince's hands roaming up and down his back as they continued the passionate exchange.

"I did miss you a little."

-END-

y'all favorite couple is back together or whatever 🙄.