5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

16-Burns Michael Clifford

Ok so this one is going to be a little bit different. So I dreamt about Michael last night and it was so cute. I WISH IT WAS REAL! So I'm just going to write down what my dream was like and make instead of me, you.
This was set the night he had his accident and his hair caught.
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When Michael came back from the hospital you could tell he'd been crying.
"Michael!" I exclaimed, running and wrapping my arms around him. His hugs were the best, his warm body envelopes yours, and his not-muscular-but-completely-perfect body shape added to they way he felt like a life size teddy bear. "I'm so glad you're ok, I was so worried."
"Yeah I'm all good," he said trying to lighten the mood. His voice was laced with pain, and his face was slightly swollen.
"No you're not Michael. Come sit down. Do you wanna cuddle with me?"
"Yes please." I grabbed his hand and lead him to our shared bedroom.
"Lay down. Are you hungry?"
"No, can you just cuddle with me?" He pleaded, the pain in his eyes persuading me even more. I crawled up next to him and snuggled into his side, his arms wrapping around me, my face in his chest.
"I'm so sorry you got hurt Michael," I said after a few minutes.
"Oh you don't need to apologize, it was my fault after all."
"But I do! Look at you, you poor thing. You're hair is burnt, and don't try to hide your pain from me I can tell you're hurting, and that's ok. You're supposed to be living the dream but now you've hurt yourself. I'm sorry Mike."
"But I am living the dream," he said as he pulled me tighter into his chest, a couple tears running down his face.
"I love you so much Y/N."
"I love you too Michael."
After about 10 minutes of silence I thought he had fallen asleep until his quiet voice rang in your ear. "Will you play video games with me?"
"Of course I will. What game?"
"Can we play Mario Kart?"
"Why?" He hardly ever wanted to play Mario Kart.
"So I can beat you." A smirk adorned his bandaged face.
"Oh you're on!" I got up and grabbed two controllers and handed them to Michael. I turned on his Xbox (PS4/PS3 whatever you think idk) and put the game in before sitting back down on the bed. The next couple of hours consisted of him beating me 90% of the time and me beating him and rubbing it in his face the other 10%. God I love this dork.
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The tears are real man. I was so worried about him and I'm so glad he's ok. Hopefully he can continue with the tour and he isn't hurting too badly. I love him so much💗