Noah stood there, right outside of his middle school, looking dumbfounded.
He could hear little giggles from his friend hiding behind the bushes as Mike, a 10 year old who was 2 years younger than Noah himself, held flowers out in front of him.
"I-I like you! Please go out with me Noah, please!" Michael exasperated, his large doe-like childish eyes pleading up at Noah.
The older of the two was speechless. He didn't think Michael was ugly or annoying or anything, just- too young.
When he first saw the love letter in his locker telling him to meet by the school's fountain after school, Noah was curious yet suspicious and took the time to invite a friend in case anything had happened.
But now, he was a bit embarrassed in front of his friend. The latter's giggling didn't help either.
Mike heard Noah's silence and lost hope instantly. He knew Noah was a little bit older, but did it really matter? He had hoped not.
"Mike, you're really cute and sweet but you're just a little too young for me. I'm sorry." Noah said, putting a soothing hand on the other's shoulder, trying to let him down easily.
Michael's posture dwindled and his fists clenched as he looked to the ground in anger, yet sadness. He shoved Noah's hand off of him.
"T-Then...just wait till I grow up! I'll be everything you could ever want!" And with that, Mike stormed off.
But he was right. Because here they were, 8 years later, stripping each other of their clothes while making out in the sloppiest yet most passionate way.
They went several years without seeing each other much anymore after Mike's confession, then crossed paths once again when Noah was 22 and Michael was 20.
Noah found that Mike loved getting to flirt with him when they'd both gotten much older, but still held off on doing anything until they'd gotten to actually spend time together.
It was now only 1 day after Noah had finally accepted Mike's 10 year early confession and the two wasted no time in beginning couple antics.
The same day they became official the two had their first loving kiss and there didn't seem to be one single minute that they weren't touching in some way.
And because Noah's roommate had left for the day, he and Mike were able to go to his apartment, all alone.
Which is why they're in the situation they're in now. Noah lying back on his bed with Mike straddling just above his waist as they kiss in only their boxers.
The sweet moans coming from Mike reminded Noah of how much he'd actually wanted this--how annoying it was to tell himself he'd need to wait all those years.
He came back to reality when Mike stopped their kiss. Noah watched as the other moved his way down lower, and finally stopped when his hands were at the waistband of Noah's boxers.
Mike moved his gaze from Noah's crotch to his face after staring directly at the tent that had formed. He smirked in a way that almost looked sweet but the other knew was devilish.
Still with the same anticipating grin, Michael slowly yet eagerly tugged on the cloth, pulling the boxers down and unleashing all 8 inches of the older's hard cock.
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Michael x Ennard Oneshots (Smut, Fluff, Angst)
FanficJust some random Michael x Ennard stuff I thought up! 😊 hope you like it 🫶 !This is a very nsfw story, if u came here from my yt then pls know this is not the same content I post on there and never will be! This should go without saying, but any s...