Michael Clifford fan boy preferences

He's drunk

You heard the door be pulled but then slam close again, a thud on the other side of the door. You got up and opened the door, seeing Michael laying against the wall. "Hey look, you got the door open." He giggled before hiccuping, he was really drunk. You laughed and held out your hand, he tried to grab it but missed because he was so drunk and you grabbed his hand, pulling him up and watching him wobble back and forth for a second. "Where were you getting drunk?" You asked as you smelled the strong alcohol that was radiating off him. "I was having some fun with my boys." He hiccupped, "Let's get you into bed." You chuckled and walked him inside, "Hold up." He stated and walked over to the kitchen sink, leaning over it as the drinks he consumed came shooting back up. You rubbed his back as he emptied his stomach, he wiped his mouth after he was done vomiting and you put your arm around his waist, walking him to the bedroom and talking off his shirt and shoes, then laying him down and pulling the blanket over him. "Go to sleep love." You smiled and kissed his forehead. "You're the bestest boyfriend ever, you know. You're perfectly perfect." He giggled and closed his eyes, "Thank you Mikey. I love you." You grinned. "To the moon and back?" He smiled, "To the moon and back." You confirmed and he slowly drifted off to sleep. His hangover was gonna be a blast.