His Possession

Chapter Three

Michael's pov:
I wore that ring Noah bought me every single fucking day. It was pretty, I liked it even more because he bought it for me. He'd randomly help me with things or he'd comfort and talk to me when I was alone or he saw my mother bullying me. I think he's trying to get close to me (delulu 😍😍😍😘😘😘😝😝😝🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤼‍♂️🤼‍♂️) but the other day he actually held my hand. He'd come and hold me, rocking me till I fall asleep every single night without no further answer. I never asked him why he did it either, actually I can't ask him anything after when I first met him, how did he manage?

It was night, I'd fall asleep for once on my own but I ain't letting that happen, I feel better about my day when I'm sleeping in his arms. He knocks on the door and opens it, slowly tiptoeing to me, he picks me up and sits my down on his lap. I don't know if I should ask him or not. I should.
"C-an you lay down with me...?" I yawned
"Do you tell your other personal bodyguards to do that as well?" He asks
"No... Your comfy..." I nuzzle his neck by accident
"I don't think that's allowed." He says
"No one will know." I whine
"Not that." He mutters and for once I can feel his body heating up, is he blushing?
"Then what?" I rub my eyes lifting myself up from him, I can make out his face, his eyes are the brightest part. So I climb off his lap and turn my lamp on, going back onto his lap.
"What is it?" I tilt my head.