The one for me 💗 (Michael Afton x reader)

Chapter 36- Excitement and grief

"hmmm" I squinted my eyes.

"nah I don't remember anything" I sighed, frustrated. Michael let out a relieved sound and he sat up.

"And why are you so happy about that?" I tilted my head and smiled.

"No reasonnnn,... 

..now that we're awake..do we get ready for the day or something?" Michael looked at me.

"There's so harm in being early" I remarked and got off the bed. Looking at the clock it read:

6:03

"Looks like we're 27 minutes early. They said they would wake us up as 6:30" I clicked my tongue.

"Alright" Michael got off the bed, nearly falling off. I stifled my laughter as Michael rolled his eyes.

"Oh shut up Y/n!" He whined as he yawned. He rubbed his eyes. I walked into the bathroom and looked at the mirror.

"I look like road kill" I scoffed, looking at my puffy eyes. My hair was everywhere. I probably had 40 knots in each strand.

"I could totally fix you up princess"

I turned to Michaels sick-deep tone. He leaned on the doorway, arms crossed.

I clicked my tongue.

"Yea I dunno about that" I tilted my head. He'll probably draw on my face with markers.

"Well suit yourself, now you gonna use that bathroom or not?" Michael smiled.

"OH- nah you're gonna have to wait" I pushed Michael off the doorway, sticking my tongue out. Michael scoffed and I close the door, locking it.

"Alright, let's try to fix this mess." I huff.

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"There"

I take a look in the mirror. Not bad! I wore a baggy shirt, styling it so it can hang in the front. I wore baggy jeans since everyone kept getting mosquito bites..soo learning from other peoples mistakes!

My hair was in a quick bun. I left some pieces dangling to not make me look bald. (If you have short hair, you use some clips or just leave it be)

I sprayed some perfume, gotta smell good at least. I also washed my face before I did my hair. It sorta helped with the puffiness.

KNOCK KNOCK

"Y/n, you okay?"

I heard Michaels voice. Dammit I took forever! I opened the door and revealed the brunette biting his lip.

"Yea I'm fine. Just took a while" I tilted my head.

"Mike don't do that.." I smiled weakly. Michael stopped biting his lip.

"Anyways, you didn't take that long- now move, I can't handle my hair any longer" Michael shuddered as he gently shoved me. I smiled and turned around.

"Your hair isn't even that bad relax!"

"This?" Michael pointed to his hair.

"That's not bad?" He scoffed, as if disgusted. I shook my head.

"Just go" I giggled. Michael closed the door. Honestly his hair wasn't all that bad, just a bit out of place. Such a drama queen. I made my way to the room.