ludus (micheal afton x fem! reader)

II

music plays from the speaker, making me bop my head.

the car sputters, then coming to a halt. out of all days, it breaks down during a rain storm.

"shit.." i hear michael say under his breath.

"i told you, you should've gotten a new car back after highschool." i say, gathering my stuff.

"nonsense! she's a beauty. but, we have to walk." he says, taking the keys.

the rain batters down on our clothes, making us shiver.

"hey don't you live like 30 mins away from the pizzeria?" i ask.

"uh, yeah. it won't hurt to walk." he replies.

"just crash at my place. i promise my couch is comfy." i say.

"oh no, i couldn't." he says.

"you have no choice."

"i love your house!" he says, putting his stuff on the counter. "thank you!" i say.

"can i use your shower by chance?" he asks.

"yeah! i'll put your wet clothes in the dryer. the towels are in the second cabinet in the bathroom. feel free to use anything." i say, moving my stuff to my room.

"he's such a dunce." i say, laying clean clothes on my bed. i clean up the house a little while he's showering, making sure it looks spotless.

(michaels POV)

all she has is girly soaps. i'm gonna have to smell like hibiscus. not complaining though.

i grab the shampoo and start lathering my hair.

someone knocks on the door. "hey michael, can i get your clothes so i can put them in the dryer?" y/n asks.

"uh, sure, hold on." i wrap a towel around my waist and step out to unlock the door. as soon as she hears the shower curtain close. she comes in.

i hear her rummaging around. i cant help but feel a little nervous at her being in the same room with me while im showering.

it's not something i usually feel, it's just something i've never thought about.

i peeked out of the curtain to find her looking at herself in the mirror.

she admired herself before catching me looking at her.

her face turned red. "heh sorry, just needed to check myself." she said, walking out.

"it's okay!" i say. what the fuck michael??

she's gonna think you're stalking her.

my temperature rises at the thought of her.

"oh god.." i say.

(y/ns pov)

i throw the clothes in the dryer and press start. i place everything in his pockets on the shelf, and head out to the living room.

i'm such an idiot for checking myself. i couldn't have waited until he was done??

lord have mercy.

i sit on the couch and turn some tv on. a few minutes later,

i hear the bathroom door open.

michael walks in with a towel around his waist. water drips from his hair onto his bare chest, making my face heat up at the sight.

"hey uh, are my clothes done drying yet?" he asks.

"oh um, yeah. they're in the dryer down the hall." he smiles and leaves the room.

i've never had feelings for michael, except in middle school. i had a crush on him for two years until he got a date to the middle school dance, i was shattered.

i've always found michael attractive though, he's just too fine not to find attractive you know? but ever since middle school, i haven't let myself catch feelings for him again.

"there's a blanket and pillow on the couch whenever you're ready to head to bed. do you want something to drink?" i ask.

"that would be lovely!"

i smile and head to the kitchen.

when i hand him his water, our fingers graze, making my stomach tense up.

"goodnight michael!" i say

"goodnight y/n, sleep well" he replies, a small smile playing his face.

i slam down on my bed.

i cant. not again

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