Josh Hutcherson characters Imagines

Mike ~ 🔞 Babysitter (Part 3)

I suggest you read the previous part for context, but if you're here only for the smut I can't blame you :3

That evening, Mike's eyes where on you the second you entered the house. Abby shut the door behind you before running back to her drawings. She really never stopped. 

"You're early," Mike said. He still looked tired but a warm smile grew on his lips.

"Yeah, I wanted to check - uh- something with you," you said, your eyes darting to Abby quickly, then back to him. 

"Let's go in the kitchen." 

You closed the kitchen door behind you and hitched up the long sleeve of his shirt.

"How are the wounds?" you asked, your eyes searching for any kind of infection. 

"Good, I think. I disinfected them again," 

You could feel his burning gaze on you and you pulled his sleeve back down carefully. 

"I'll check them tomorrow morning." you said, walking out of the kitchen before he could notice the redness of your cheeks. 

"Alright, see you then, " he said, grabbing his keys and his bag. "See you tomorrow Abby!"

The girl vaguely waved her brother goodbye and he was out. 

Sleep came to you more easily that night. When you would have expected to turn over and over the events of today, your eyes grew heavy and your mind fuzzy. The sheets had a familiar scent and feel, the street was quiet. Before midnight, you were asleep. 

You woke up in Mike's arms once again. Dawn was breaking through the window, enveloping the room in a warm glow. Mike's hair was cool and moist against your skin and smelled faintly of apple. His torso rested against your back and his right arm snaked around your body. 

You traced his fingers, warm against your skin and felt him stir awake. 

"My bed smells like you now," he mumbled, pulling you closer to him. "I could get used to this."

You giggled softly and you rubbed your eyes, letting them adjust to the changing morning light. You looked at the colours change from red to orange to a warm yellow glow as the sun started its path through the sky. 

"You know, I'm really glad you're here." Mike said. 

"Of course, I'll do anything for Abby."

"I wasn't only talking about Abby." 

You held in your breath, your mind suddenly becoming very lucid.

He continued, "I think you're good for me. You've helped out so much, you're such a kind person and... you're so beautiful."

Your mind raced back to what you'd done in this very place the night before and culpability overwhelmed you. You slowly turned around to face him, but your face stayed down, avoiding his gaze. 

"Mike I have something to confess."

"Tell me, whatever it is I won't be mad."

You bit your lip. 

"I touched myself in your bed. Yesterday."

"You-"

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done it, it's so weird and inappropriate, this is your bedroom and I regret it but I- I had to tell you, I'm not such a great person like you think I am."