The title is pretty self explainable
(You and Michael are in highschool-ish I guess?)
You stood in your kitchen making yourself something to eat when you hear a knock at the door. You go to open it and see Michael standing right in front of you. You immediately roll your eyes but before you could say anything you see his messed up face, you furrow your eyebrows. "Uh hey could I borrow some stuff from you for this?" He said as he pointed to his face. "Why didn't you go somewhere else?" You asked annoyed. "You were the nearest" he said shortly. You roll your eyes again but decided to let him in.
You then went to grab the stuff for his face. You came back and motioned for him to sit down. "I can do it myself..." He says. "Just sit and let me do it." You say. He hesitates before sitting down. You carefully wipe the blood away but accidentally press to hard on one of the wounds "shit—" he hisses and grabs your wrist. Not hard but hard enough to make you stop. "Can you let go now?" You look at your wrist. "Sorry..." He quickly let's go and you continue.
One cut is on his lip so you bend down a bit to have better access. While cleaning it you realize how close your face was to his. You look up to his eyes and see him already staring at you. You both look at each other before you look away.
You cleared throat you, looking away and trying to stay focused. was I really nervous? We hate each other. I don't like him. It's just sometimes he's sweet and loving– NO what am I thinking?! He bullied me halfway through school! We're enemies for fuck sake!
I snapped out of my thoughts and finished cleaning his cut. The last cut was on his forehead. You start to clean it when you feel two cold hands on your waist pulling you over his legs. You look down to see him smirking. "What?" You chuckle. "Did I ever tell you how pretty you are?" He looks at you seriously. "Funny" you say rolling your eyes. "I'm serious." He says. "Sure..." You said. You didnt believe him. "Should I prove it?" He smirks. "How exactly would you-" you get interrupted by him pulling you down and smashing his lips against yours. You were in shock but you like it. You didn't want this moment to end. You continued to make out roughly.
Maybe we weren't enemies like we used to be
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Fanfiction[RECONTINUED] !! Tw/cw- smut and nsfw will be in here! Not all of it is nsfw I will put a warning in the beginning if you want to skip that story:) -Fem! reader mostly unless requested otherwise- I'm seeing alot of Michael afton simps (including my...
