Mikkel groans as he hears beating on his door.
"Go the fuck away."he groans out loud.
Suddenly the door opens, and Alecia stands there, her hands on her hips.
Once Mikkel finally opens his eyes, seeing Alecia.
He instantly jumps, falling out of his bed and then scrambling to his feet.
"Hey, ma. Sorry Ma."he says, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Yeah, I figured you must've been talkin' to someone else. Happy birthday baby."she says with a soft smile before walking away.
Mikkel, still half asleep begins to scratch his scalp.
"Thanks."
....Mikkel walks out of his room, shirtless and still rubbing his face.
He sees a beautiful breakfast spread across the counter and smiles as he walks to the fridge.
Just as he does, Tony jumps out and spooks him.
"SIXTEEEEEEEEENN"Tony shouts.
Mikkel screams loudly, grabbing Tony and flipping him right over his shoulder.
Tony lands against the ground, and Mikkel falls down on top of Tony.
Tony let's out a labored huff.
And Mikkel quickly gets up.
"You fuckin asshole!"Mikkel says, grabbing his jacket and stomping towards the back door.
He opens it and stomps out, leaving Alecia holding her coffee cup.
"Gets more aggressive every year."Tony wheezes.
"Mm."Alecia says, sipping her coffee and looking down at her magazine.
"..no help, my love?"he asks.
"Nah, you did that to yourself. You gotta learn babe."she says, flipping the page as Tony let's out a soft, long groan.
...
Mikkel huffs as he pulls his hoodie over his head, walking out into the backyard where his workout equipment was.
He huffs as he takes a seat on the bench press, looking up at his house.
"Hey."
He looks over, seeing Mia leaning against the fence and admiring him.
"Hey."he says with a smile.
She grunts, jumping the fence and then running to him, knocking him off the bench and to the ground, making him groan and she chuckles.
"Happy birthday!"she says before gripping his face and beginning to pepper it with kisses.
"Get off! Stop!"He demands, trying to push her off.
She chuckles, digging her fingers into his ribs and causing him to release a girlish shriek.
"Alright! Fuck!"he shouts.
She chuckles, getting off of him and pulling him up.
"How's it going?"she asks as he pulls her into a hug.
He lets out a long huff, and Mia looks up, seeing his eyes closed.
"Mikkel, what's wrong?"
...
"And you don't know is he's okay?"Mia asks, looking at the picture of Mikkel and his brother in her hand.
Mikkel shakes his head.
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Mikkel
Short StoryThe origin of Mikkel. Let's find out why Mikkel is the way he is :)