WARNINGS: Toman Mikey (lil 15 year old guy lol), semi-suggestive at times, lots of domestic fluff and kisses, mild angst/panicking near the end because apparently I need my angst in every single thing I write for myself.
A/N: Since it is our favorite Mikey's birthday today (the wording in that I'm-), I thought I'd write a little something (instead of doing my summer homework lol- school starts in a little over a week, I should be doing it-). But anyways! Hope you enjoy! (Can't believe the guy is turning 32... Lol.)
A/N PART 2: This is probably chaotic and OOC but! I wanted to write a fic for Mikey. So yes <3 Also the ending is a mess but I don't want to change it soooo- yeah.
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Mikey let out a soft yawn, rubbing at his eyes a bit as he answered the door. "[Y/N]...?" He mumbled before he wrapped his arms around you, clinging to you happily.
"Hey, Mikey." You smiled softly as you wrapped a gentle arm around him, rubbing his back. "Sleepy?" You laughed a little as you pulled away slightly to look at his face. "You really need to get more sleep... Maybe you should have the meetings end earlier."
"No- A gang needs its meetings to be at night." He huffed softly at you, dark eyes almost begging for you to understand.
You rolled your eyes a little. "Yeah, yeah, I get it, Mikey. Now, c'mon, let's go to your room." You were probably the one to have remembered his birthday, Mikey himself didn't think too much of it.
You hummed softly as you held Mikey's hand, walking to his room. Well, it was mostly full of Shinichiro's stuff, but... It was nice. You had been friends with Mikey and knew Shinichiro that way... It was comforting to see that his memory still lived on. You then shook your head slightly to clear those thoughts. Today was for Mikey. Though, the birthday boy seemed more asleep than anything.
"Mikey, love..." You gently poked his cheek. "You need to wake up. I have some stuff planned for today; c'mon." You sat down on the bed, dragging him down beside you. "Would a kiss wake you up?"
That got his attention. He leaned in to you, tilting his head slightly to the side. "Mhm... Lots of kisses."
You laughed softly before leaning in, peppering gentle kisses over his face before kissing his lips. "Good enough?"
"One more." You smiled softly before indulging him.
"Now wake up, c'mon." You ran a hand through his hair, smoothing it slightly. "I'll do your hair for you, too, while you try to wake up more."
He nodded sleepily before just letting you, which you soon finished (it wasn't the first time you fixed his hair up for him—and probably wouldn't be the last).
"There. All done. You can change out of your clothes, can't you?" You raised a brow as you watched him. "'Cause we're going somewhere today."
"Really?" He blinked up at you, almost like a small child before he grinned playfully. "You sure you don't wanna see me changing?"
