Random Worlds (Oneshots)

Best Friends

Summary:
Michael and Michaela have and will forever be best friends...

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first story, please be nice
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Michael let's out a deep sigh, running his hand through his dark brown hair looking in his closest deciding what to wear to this college party. Not really wanting to go but considering it's a congratulations to the wrestling team and him for winning in his weight class at the championships, it would be rude not to.

Pulling out his clothes and laying them on the bed, staring "This is ridiculous" he groans. Ignoring his phone, that is repeating his text chime over and over.
"I don't hear you" humming to himself while holding a plain white button up in one hand and one of his tight black t-shirts in the other.

Being very particular about how he looks, does make him sound arrogant and stuck up but he just likes to look good. Confidence can be built over time, and growing up Michael didn't have any but now he oozes it. When people say he's too much, his go-to response is "Hey! Im confident without being an asshole" which would shut them up because it was true.

Tranced in thought about what shirt to go with, how he should do his hair, what cologne he's gonna use. Humming to himself while looking in the mirror switching between shirts blocking out his phone until he hears a specific chime knocking him out of his trance.

Turning around throwing his shirts on the bed and rushing to his phone, smiling while opening the message.

Little Owl
Hey! Fashionista, you're still going to that stupid party right?

Rolling his eyes, not even the slightest bit offended. Just replying with the biggest smile on his face.

Michael
You call ME a fashionista when you dyed your hair to match your glasses? Talk about a pot calling a kettle black. ;)

Smirking while texting, because he can imagine the response he's gonna get for saying that.

Little Owl
You're an ass, I hope you know that

Little Owl
Are you still going...?

Michael
Aw, Did you miss me that much?

Little Owl
Shut up! You know I did...

That causes a warm smile on his face, cheeks hurting from how spread out it is.

Michael
Yeah, Micha Im still going:)

Little Owl
Awesome! I'll see you then!

Michael
I'll be on the look out for a cute short little grape when I get there :P

Little Owl
You little shit! I hope you drown in your closet!

Little Owl
I love you, see you later <3

Smiling while putting his phone down and going back to his shirts, deciding it would be an all black night. Black skinny jeans, shows off his strong toned legs. A simple tight black t-shirt, puts his arms on display and outlined the muscles decorating his chest and back. Topped off with his favorite black steel toed boots.

Tucking the shirt in his jeans, looping a belt around his waist and checking himself in the mirror one more time before heading to the bathroom. Styling his hair is an art that Michael is a pro at. Slicking the left side back and taking his right side bangs and curling them with his curling iron. So they hung half curled on his forehead. All this while he desperately tries not to burn himself.