𝑀𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝑀𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎~ [Michael Afton X Reader]

chapter 2: Summer days

The family had finally gotten to their new house. And surely moved everything they needed in.

B/N had already chosen a room, and was already laying there on his phone, mindless to everything else. On the other hand, Y/N sat on her new bed, with her arms crossed over her chest. She looked around her new room.

It was pained a seamless white that she personally didn't like, there were cherry red curtains that were drawn and tied to let the daylight shine in, along with that was the wooden floors that were perfectly fitted into the floor and patterned. Her bed was a double, but it was perfect for her, she loved the extra space. Her covers were fluffy and a beige colour, along with beige pillow covers, and one or two stuffies sitting atop them.

She had a white bedside table, it was small but it was fitting. She had a wardrobe on the opposite side of her bed, and then a glowing white desk. It wasn't a bad room, it was pretty spacey and comfy. But of course, Y/Ns anger only let her hate the place, no matter how amazing it looked.

Deep down, she knew she couldn't hate this place forever, but she was stubborn and kept up the irritated act. Her parents tried to make the place as welcoming and as close to back home as they could, alas Y/M didn't care, she would continue to glare at everything in her room.

Her mother cooked a nice dinner they could all agree on and comfortably eat. Y/M had to admit, this was starting to feel slightly.. nice? She tried to fight of the feeling, but the mere taste of her mothers food immediately caused her irritation to subside.

After dinner, the two teens were back in their rooms without another word spoken. Y/N only had a little bit of decorating left to do before the room finally felt like home. But she wouldn't do it right now since her eyes were closing without her permission, her head drooping and her mind slowly going into sleep mode.

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Y/N was awaken to music, loud rock music. She goans and she stuffs her head under her pillow to drown out the sound of the unbearably loud music. She grits her teeth and quickly sits up on her bed, the blanket falling to her lap, her (H/C) hair all messy and tangled, and the make-up she forgot to take off smeared on her face.

"B/N! Turn the music down you absolute prick! It's only 9am!" She yells at the top of her lungs. No response. Just loud music blasting through the walls. She jumps out of bed, getting a little dizzy and light headed from the sudden movement, but then, rushing out of her room and kicking her brother's door open.

"Turn it down!" Her brother, looks up at him with a blank look, he scoffs and smiles "No thanks, although thank you for the suggestion." She growls and clenches her fists, she shakes her head and walks out, slamming the door as hard as she can behind her. This was a usual day in the L/N household.