02. parental issues

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₊˚៹ . ❪ parental issues ! ❫˖ ₊˚.⋆
࿐┊ CH. 2┊🩸🔦👾

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The two left the tall work building that had many levels inside, to walk towards his car in silence hearing the busy traffic located on the road beside them where the car was parked.

Mike's hand was resting on (Y/N)'s thigh as he drove them back to their homes, while the other was on the wheel focused on the road with many thoughts traveling back and forth in his mind about what's happened recently.

She was looking over his information in the folder Steve gave back to them, to make sure everything was actually correct in it, and also slipped the work card inside the sleeve also even if she didn't feel comfortable about the job for Mike.

A low casual tune was playing softly in the background from the car's radio, not really turned up the fullest since Mike knew she would problay want to read in silence, and that she couldn't stay quiet for long without talking to him. Not that he mined though, he'd could listen to her for days on end talking.

She furrowed her brows humming to herself glancing over her name on the emergence contact, fingers flicking the edges of the folder mindlessly, and felt his hand squeeze her tight a little bit now mostly likey for attention.

This made her look up sideways away from the paper to his side profile, gawking a bit over how handsome he looked before sighing softly, "Look, Mike." She started off placing the stuff away into his bag on the floor, "It's gonna be hard to find a decent job anyway, even with your history. But that shouldn't matter either."

He pursed his lips staring at her briefly, before going back to the endless road in front, "That's the problem, (N/N)." He murmured in a defeated tone, fingers digging into her pants material on her thigh, "No one will want me as an employee, expect for the job that Steve just offered apparently."

She frowned sadly feeling her heart clench for him wishing there was something she could do for him, "I'm sorry. I know it's been really hard." She whispered gazing at his face again that didn't look at her, and it made her hand slip over his on her thigh.

His fingers tensed on the steering wheel feeling her sudden touch, inhaling to calm himself down as he sent her a reassuring smile that didn't reach his eyes normally, "S'not your fault. You're here with me, and helping so that's all that matters to me."

Returning his smile with a bigger grin that had her dimples appearing, something that made him crazy by the way his eyes widen. She pulled up his hand on her thigh to her mouth, and left a hard kiss against his knuckles.

"You and me, yeah?" (Y/N) voiced the promise from all the years ago between them, keeping his hand still up near her mouth looking into his dark eyes that shot over to hers, as soon as he heard those words.

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 , mike schmidtWhere stories live. Discover now