Imagine that you and Michael have been married for two and half years..........
You were just about ready kill Michael. How in the fuck is he going to be hugging some chick for so damn long that you even had time to get your favourite thing to order from Starbucks and drink the whole fucking thing!
You heard the door opening and rolled your eyes as your husband tried to talk to you but you weren't having it. You knew that this was going to blow up as soon as you got home. And when the car stopped, you were already doing your mad walk so he would get the fucking point.
You were already on the verge of killing him after carefully planning his death in your head but that vanished as soon as you felt his lips on yours and you almost forgot why you were even mad to begin. Melting into him, your arms went around his neck to deepen the kiss and he took his chance to slip his tongue past your lips when you gasped after he hands squeezed your ass in a way that he knew drove you insane.
You jumped into his arms, trapping his waist between your legs as he pushed you against the wall and then at an agonisingly slow pace, his hand moved up the back of your skirt and a loud gasp was heard from you as he ripped it from your body.
Wanting to get even, you knew that you could tip his shirt off just as easily, so you did the same to his shirt and was met with a feral look in his eyes as you moved to reunite your lips with his.Knowing that you'd just gotten yourself into a night full of unrelenting angry sex, you knew that his current hold on you wasn't enough to keep you against the wall so you slowly untangled your body from his and walked into the kitchen make dinner for yourself.
Michael managed to snap out of his shock induced trance and by the time he eventually did, you were already eating dinner and he had just walked into the kitchen to find that he'd have to fend for himself because this was you telling him that he fucked up without using any words whatsoever.
He sighed as he ordered some of your favourite pizza as well as his, wondering how mad he made you feel. He had a feeling that the silent treatment was a result of him ignoring you for the woman he was taking to but to be honest, she was a fan and she was one of those fans that hated his wife which was why he walked around her and ended up being hugged uncomfortably for god knows how long but in your eyes, he was ignoring you. Yea he really fucked this time and he didn't know if you would forgive him for this. He hoped that you knew that you are his one and only. He hoped that you knew that you are the only one for him and that nobody could ever dream of taking your place in his life or his heart - ever.
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Hi guys. Another update because I left yall high dry. My updates will happen when I can't sleep at five in the morning in my time zone. So enjoy and comment if you want a part two to this or another version where there isn't any silent treatmentWith love,
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Michael Evans Behling Imagines
FanficHere are some Michael Evans Behling Imagines for you. I have no how to write long imagines but Imma try. enjoy y'all Also, requests are open so send a message on my profile or drop a request in the comments