He loves them.
They’re squishy, comfy and the best pillows.
It’s his go-to napping place when you’re alone, although he falls asleep on them in public.
He stares at them when he’s drifting into space, thinking about whatever it is he’s thinking about.
Then when you call him out on it he lightly apologises for making you uncomfortable.
He stares at anything really.
When you’re alone together he pokes and squishes them just because, while making sound effects.
boing, boop.
mikey?
hmm?
why?
because they’re squishy.
When someone’s eyeing you down like a creep, he’ll get pissed.
But, you know those subtle glances you give people. Like when you check them out?
When he sees them checking out your boobs. He kinda moves in front of you so they can’t see.
He just takes one big step and now they’re seeing mikey’s back.
