Good Girls Go Bad // smut

I missed you / michael clifford

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All you have been doing was sitting on the couch, get up occasionally to go get food, and then have a brief dinner and then go to bed. It was boring. You looked over at your boyfriend, Michael. He was consumed in the football game on the TV that he kind of forgot you were even there. That’s what life was like for nearly a month. 

You see, when Michael left for tour, you guys were always in contact. You facetimed a lot, called each other and texted. When he got home, you guys were inseparable. Then a week passed. You guys started to get bored of each other. Not sexually, but you guys just didn’t really have anything to talk about. Whenever you offered to do something, Michael would simply decline. You had to admit, you were getting bored, but you could never bring yourself to tell Michael. He’s been in such an odd mood lately, that you didn’t want to add onto whatever it was.

Right now, you and Michael were in the kitchen, walking around each other to get food of dinner. It came to a point where you would sit and eat dinner with each other, but have completely silent meals. There was no talking. Michael was simply on his phone or trying to avoid conversation.

You just got ice from the freezer, and was now filling your glass with water. Michael was warming up pizza from last night in the microwave, which was right next to the fridge. After you filled your cup up, you started walking back to the counter, You tried to move around Michael but he happened to move back as well. Suddenly, the water that was in your cup was now all over yours and Michael’s shirt, and the cup had fallen to the floor, the rest of the water pouring onto the floor.

"God damn it, Y/N" Michael hissed, the coldness making his shiver.

"I- Um- Sorry, I was just trying to move around you, but you moved back." You rushed your words, looking for a wash cloth to clean up the mess on the floor.

"I was moving back so you could go in front of me but clearly you did;t get the hint." He said in a harsh tone.

"Why are you mad at me?" You asked, getting the towel and cleaning up the water on the floor.

"Because ever since I got back you haven’t given me any fucking space." He breathed, pulling his wet shirt over his head. Your eyes moved from his chest to his eyes, and then back to his chest.

"I’m sorry. I just thought that maybe since we didn’t see each other for five months that maybe you might want to have some time with your girlfriend.” You said, standing back up. You were smaller than Michael, so you had to look up at him.

"I mean yeah, but for three weeks you have just been on my back all the fucking time. Whenever I walk somewhere you are always close behind. We always manage to trip over each other and.. I- I juts need space!" Michael started to raise his voice.

"Well I’m sorry for missing you, Michael!" The use of his full name made him  cringe. "If you want space, I’ll give you space. I’ll just stay at Y/F/N’s place." You said, starting to walk out of the small kitchen.

As you were walking out, Michael grabbed onto your hand, pulling your body towards his. You were resisting, Michael could feel it. However, you could only resist so much. Michael was stronger than you, so he was able to pull your body and press your back against the wall he took both of your hands in one of his hands, the other was on the side of your head, pressed against the wall to keep himself from falling onto you. 

"I missed you too, Baby girl. Don’t think for a second I didn’t miss you." He growled close to your ear. "I missed everything about you. I missed your smile." He game closer to your ear, "I missed your eyes," He pressed a kiss under your ear, "I missed your hands," He pressed a kiss on your neck, " I missed your body." He let your hands free, and placed the hand on your hip, pulling your crotch closer to his. "How much did you miss me?"