𝓂𝒾𝒸𝒽𝒶𝑒𝓁, 𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝑜

wrapped up

michael exited the kitchen and went down the hall. he walked into the living room where sonny and tom sat.

you lifted your head from his chest and turned to look at them both. sonny was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands and tom was sat in an arm chair, running his hand through his hair.

tom looked up at michael and you. he exhaled loudly. "son." he sighed, gesturing to sonny that you were present.

sonny took his head from his hands and looked at you both. he made a confused expression and rolled his eyes, leaning back onto the couch and putting his hands on the back of his neck.

"her rooms got a window." sonny grunted. you turned and leaned your head back onto michaels chest, closing your eyes and sighing. you were really in for it now.

"what do i do with her?" michael quizzed. you heard sonny sigh again. "i don't care. just wherever you take her, make sure she's unable to get out." he grumbled.

you felt michael sigh. he started to walk across the living room to another door when tom stopped him. "oh and michael." he chirped. "stay with her till she's out." he whispered. michael nodded and walked out.

stay with you? what till you were asleep? does that mean that you'll have to fall asleep with him... watching you? lord have mercy.

michael walked up a flight of stairs and walked down a hallway. he supported you on his knee as he removed his hand from under your legs and turned a doorknob. he clicked open the door and strutted in, closing it after him.

you then felt yourself being put down. michael delicately set you down onto a bed. he unwrapped his arms from you and walked out the door.

you opened your eyes and looked around. you scooted to sit up once you saw what was around you. you were in a large and gorgeous bedroom. it had wooden walls with wooden floors. a desk, dresser, mirror, bathroom, a few bookshelfs, a table with a phone and lamp, an arm chair, and 2 bedside tables. no windows. it had to be michaels room.

the bed you were on had white covers, sheets and pillows. the headboard was a light gold. it was a rather large bed, and very comfortable. you took deep breaths and soon enough calmed down your crying. tears still fell down your face ever so often, but your sobbing had stopped. you took your robe off and folded it on the end of the bed, as it was soaked with tears and felt uncomfortable at this point.

after a few minutes, michael came back with a glass of water and handful of something. he kept his eyes focused on the ground as he closed the door and approached you. he sat down on the edge of the bed and then turned to you. you wiped your nose and sniffed before looking up at him.

you almost physically were taken aback by him. he looked beautiful. the way his hair covered his forehead messily, how his big brown eyes were glassed over. you really were crazy for him. you felt crazy.

once he'd made contact with your eyes, they darted downwards. you saw his cheek turn slightly pink, making you do the same. you looked down at your lap and smiled inside.

michael cleared his throat and extended his hand out to you. "take these. it'll help you sleep." he softly said. you looked up at his hand which was occupied with two little white pills. you knew not to take pills that were not proven to be safe, but you trusted michael. trusted him more than you'd trusted anyone in a really long time. you two just had some sort of connection that made you feel like you'd known him for years.

you nodded and put your hand out. he dropped the pills into your palm and handed you the glass of water with the other. you threw the pills into your mouth and took a drink of water before swallowing them. you kept drinking the water until it was gone. crying must've made you extremely dehydrated, because shit were you thirsty.