Michael Clifford Imagines

Imagine For @drugsmgc

I smiled at my boyfriend of 6 months, Michael as he stared intently at the game he was playing, Call Of Duty, I believe.

He every so often would glance at me and when he saw me looking at him he would glance back to the game, blushing like the cutie he is.

After about 20 minutes of him not being top ranked in Team Death match Michael threw the controller at the ground and hid his face in my lap muffling his annoyed screams.

I rolled my eyes," Michael, get off me babe."

Michael sat up and sighed," Will you make me cookies?"

I giggled and pecked his nose," If you agree to being my helper!"

Michael nodded vigorously and kissed my cheek, he picked me up and ran me to the kitchen, setting me down by the fridge.

I rolled my eyes at how dorky my boyfriend is and got out the pre-made dough that Michael and the boys keep stalked religiously in the side panel of the fridge door.

I turned around to place the cookie balls on the pan and groaned as Michael ate it from my hand.

" Babe do you want cookies or do you want dough," I asked him, placing a hand on my hip.

Michael sighed," Neither anymore."

I made a face," What the hell, I just rolled these damn cookies out-"

I felt his lips upon mine and smiled, kissing him back and knowing immediately what he wanted.

I pulled back and rested my forehead against his," I like you so much Michael," I breathed, wanting desperately to say I loved him, but knowing he doesn't use the L word until he feels its right.

He shook his head," I don't like you back."

My heart dropped and I looked down, " Oh."

He tilted my chin up and smiled at me softly," I love you, Dylan. "

I smiled widely at him and kissed him passionately, this is what I want to have for the rest of my life.

Love.