M I C H A E L
Imagine meeting Michael outside of the arena he had just played at for the first time. The feel of his soft skin brushing over your arms, tracing your fingers over his tattoos, softly brushing his thin hair from his damp forehead. Him smiling bashfully as you look at him with an awe that he had never seen before, and blushing slightly as he kisses your cheek for the photo but then lingering a bit longer than normal. His nose crinkling adorably as you kiss his cheek in return. "Aww, I love you, too". And then later going through the million photos that had been taken, and most of them are blurry but then there is one crystal clear photo where you're looking at the camera and Michael is staring down at you with a small smile on his face.
Can I just meet Michael?
- Claire
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5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences
FanfictionKartyr-Dottie and Claire. We write about 5 Seconds Of Summer; you can request if you'd like.
