The Things I Can't Take Back [Michael Afton x F! Reader]

Chapter 11 ~ Where Were You?!

     You and Michael had returned to your room soon after that. You knew that if you didn't go to bed soon, you would still be tired in the morning during the drive home.

     Even after your intimate display of affection up on the roof, the two of you were a bit shy when it came to sharing a bed. Michael had gone to the bathroom to take a quick shower, meanwhile you began to settle into bed.

You checked the bed to make sure that it was actually clean, before you moved to get under the covers and lay down. It wasn't the most comfortable; the pillows were flat, the mattress was stiff, and the blanket still left you feeling cold even when you had it pulled all the way up to your chin.

You couldn't help but nervously watch the bathroom door, listening to the faint sound of running water, waiting for Michael to return. You knew he had no intention of taking things any further that night, but you still couldn't help your racing heartbeat.

When you heard the water turn off, you gasped softly. Almost instinctively, you rolled over to lay on your side, facing away from the bathroom door as you pretended to go to sleep. After a few moments, you heard the bathroom door open, followed by the faint tapping of your boyfriend's footsteps as he walked over to his side of the bed.

He chuckled softly as he gazed upon your "sleeping" form, trying to stay as quiet as possible so he wouldn't wake you. "My poor baby," he whispered as he moved to lay down beside you, before leaning over and gently kissing the side of your head, "couldn't even stay awake long enough to tell me goodnight..."

You could tell by the playful tone of his voice that he knew you weren't actually asleep, and your eyelids twitched slightly. You hesitated for a moment, before you slowly rolled over to your other side to face him. You opened your eyes, only halfway, as you looked up at him, "goodnight, Michael..."

He gave you a soft, tired smile. "Goodnight, doll," he whispered back, before moving to carefully wrap his arms around your waist and pull you against his chest, "let's get some rest. We still have a long drive ahead of us tomorrow..."

     Usually, if you were wide awake, you would probably be freaking out about being in a position like this. However, sleep was starting to catch up to you again, and you couldn't find the strength to fight it off anymore. You simply gave a soft hum and a nod in agreement, before moving to snuggle closer to him.

     You would probably be embarrassed about this in the morning when you woke up in his arms, but for now, there was nowhere else you would rather be.

The sunlight peeking through the windows the next morning was enough to pull you out of your dream world. You let out a soft groan as you tried to sit up, only to be held down by Michael's arms around your waist. Now, you were a blushing mess of embarrassment. You had almost forgotten about everything that had happened last night; you had your first kiss up on the rooftop, and then you had come back to the room and fallen asleep in each other's arms.

You supposed you had El to thank for all of this; if it weren't for her getting an extra room for the two of you, none of that probably would've happened. It was almost as if you could still feel the tingling sensation of his lips pressed against your own.

"Mike..." you called out his name softly, gently reaching forward to shake him a bit, "Mike, wake up. It's morning, we need to leave soon."

You knew that the rest of the gang would probably come over to bang on your door at any moment, so you wanted to be up and ready before that happened.

Michael let out a soft groan in reply, his arms tightening around your waist for a moment, before he slowly opened his eyes to look at you. He blinked a few times, before allowing a sleepy grin to spread across his face. "G'morning, doll..."