so i decided not to delete it a lot of you liked it which makes me happy and want to write again thanks so much for the support i love you guys xx
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Michael actually really enjoyed working. It's way better than he expected but he didn't really expect a lot. Mr.Hood was just as chill as he remembered and hardly needed anything which made his job 20x easier.
Right now he was currently at a small table or 'desk'. He isn't gonna complain he could have gotten nothing plus he got on of those comfy spiny chairs. He was scrolling though instagram just seeing what's up with everyone. His phone goes off meaning he has a text he opens it seeing it's Luke.
puke: wanna hang out im soooo bored and soooo hungover
Michael snickers of course Luke is hung over he almost always is.
clifford the big red dog: nah fam im at work
puke: if u dont wanna hang out just tell me
Michael frowns how come no one believes he got a job? He knew he wasn't the typical office working kinda guy,but c'mon have some faith. He puts his camera up taking a selfie with a non expecting Mr.Hood.
clifford the big red dog: *image attached*
"Michael?" Mr.Hood asks. Michael hums in response too busy slaying Luke.
puke: isn't that cals dad??????
Michael rolls his eyes, duh, they look like twins.
"Michael!" Mr.Hood yells hitting his clenched fist on the desk. Michael looks up from his phone. "I have been saying your name for the past five minutes so get off your fucking phone and pay attention!" Mr.Hood yells. It takes everything in Michael not to roll his eyes. He defiantly knows where Calum got his anger from.
His phone goes from repeatedly all from Luke asking why he is with Calum's dad. By this Mr.Hood looks fuming.
"Turn your fucking ringer off now and get me some fucking coffee." He says a little too calmly he keeps clenching and unclenching his fist.
"Of course Mr.Hood." Michael says turning his ringer off stuffing his phone and his pocket and walking towards the break room where the coffee maker is. He walks over making the coffee just how Mr.Hood likes it. He has his request memorized to a T.
He hums a random song while the coffee maker does it's thing. It soon finishes and Michael does the last steps putting it in Mr.Hood's favorite mug. He walks over to the door only to be knock down with burning coffee spilling on him.
"Hot hot hot." Michael chants.
"I know i'm hot princess but I didn't think you would already fall for me." A cocky voice says. Michael looks up eyes wide he knows this voice, it's Calum. The boy does in fact did look hot but Michael would never admit it wouldn't want to make his ego even bigger, if that's even possible.
Michael rolls his eyes getting off the ground. The coffee is drenched into his shirt. "What are you even doing here?" He asks attempting to get the coffee out of his shirt.
"Just hanging, it is my dad's office remember?" Calum says moving closer to Michael so that he is kissing his neck.
Michael gasps pushing Calum off. "Fuck off." He says starting to make Mr.Hood some more coffee. He gives up on getting the stain out.
Calum puts his hand to his chest with a mock hurt. "That's no way to talk to daddy." Calum mocks walking over to Michael until he is behind him with him arms wrapped around his torso. Michael makes a disgusted noise pushing Calum off him. This boy needs to learn personal space.
He walks back into Mr.Hood's office handing him his coffee.
"What took so long?" Mr.Hood asked annoyed. He then looks up seeing Michael soaked shirt. "never mind."
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-lilly:)
