NoahXMichael Au's<3

Bullied AU part 7

Requested by - @UrAverageaJoeIsHere
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Michael's pov:
I couldn't get myself to wake up, my head pounded with a dizzy pain and i was hoping i wasn't going to vomit because i am not getting out of my bed, but if i do, I'm gonna throw a tantrum because one, i hate vomiting, two it's my room and I'll never forget where i did it and i may just need my entire room renovating just so i can believe my room is clean again.

I ripped my eyes open, trying to get them to focus as i blinked harshly, rolling onto my back as a pair of arms stayed wrapped around me.

God, there's no way i drank that much? I remember how much i took, i was only tipsy.

But yeah at the same time i did wake up five times and ended up drinking the leftover vodka bottles in the pantry.

I tried to go back to sleep, but now my body was on high alert and i was absolutely boiling.

I sat up, rubbing my face with my palms, as i pulled away from Noah's grasp, walking over to my bathroom as i splashed a bunch of water on my face to remain conscious.

The taste of vodka still lingered on my tongue as i brushed harshly, till i started gagging, i really can't keep anything far into my mouth.

Just as i was drying my face those same arms wrapped around me again, i smiled, leaning my head back against his chest as i looked up at him, his head laying on mine as he peeked over at me.

"You feeling okay?" i ask him

"Mm." he mumbled, pulling me in closer, i twisted my body around, checking his temperature from his forehead.

"Your really warm, baby." i leaned back on the heels of my foot

"Stay with me." he whispers

"Let's get you back into bed, you don't look well." i take his hand and drag him back into bed, taking his shirt off in hopes his body willl cool down.

He falls asleep for a bit, so i take it as my chance to clean up around the house, the garden wasn't too messy, so I'm guessing he spent the night cleaning up in the cold and got sick.

At half past ten, i went back up to check on him with a cup of tea, placing it on my nightstand as i sat on the edge of the bed.

"It's cold, so cold here." he drawls while
tremors rack his body, he opens his eyes to see me, his gaze aimed in my direction, but I'm not sure really at me.

I think he's half awake.

"Noah?" i shake him, lightly as his eyes open up a little more.

"Look at me." an odd but barely there smile appears on his lips.

"Sure, i always like looking at you, pretty, even when your throwing hands at me." i gape at him, crazy fucker.

"You have a fever."

"Mhmm, can i have a kiss as well? The one where you bite my tongue?" his lips form into a pout as he offers me, i roll my eyes and i do as he says, climbing on top of him as his hand trails down and cups my ass, giving him access as he slides his tongue and i make sure to bite hard on his tongue, yet he still continues kissing me.

"You should stay in bed." i break the kiss

"Only if you stay with me." he mumbles, already trying to drag me back in

"I have things to do, baby." i sighed

"More important than me?" he pouts like an actual toddler.

"Well, obviously not, but-"

"Then your staying with me." i reluctantly accepted it, cuddling him.

A few hours of laziness goes by till i decided it would be a good idea to bake a cake, no clue why, just felt like it, Noah said he was feeling better, so he joined me, i was mixing the batter as he made the frosting when he suddenly dropped to the ground, confused and worried i help him onto a chair, using all my strength as i patted his face to wake him up.

"Noahh." i huffed, he slowly opened his eyes and immediately wrapped his arms around me again.

"Are you all right? You hit your head a bit hard." i check for any bruising, i pushed myself up as i sat on his lap.

"I'm fine." he holds me in place, i tried to get off him to give him some space.

"Stay for a minute, i need a moment to breathe."

"Does anything hurt when i move about?"

"A little." i give him an inquisitive look.

"Are you lying to me?"

"I wanted to touch you, this was the perfect opportunity." i narrowed my eyes at him

"So you pretended to faint just so i would end up on your lap? But since your poorly, I'll sit for a bit, then I'm going right back to making my cake because I'm craving it." i shifted and straddled him

"Is this better, Noah?"

"A lot better." he gripped onto my hips, lifting my shirt up slightly so his hands were underneath, his cock grew and when i felt it in between me, i gasped.

"You do this to me all the time."

"All the time?" my eyes darkened.

"Everytime i think of you."

"Really? And how often is that?" i pretended to adjust as i moved my hips back and forth, watching him go crazy till he made me stop.

"Often enough it's painful."

"Your so cute when your poorly." i cupped his face, smiling.

He traces my lips with his finger, looking at me curiously.

"What?" i giggle

"Your smiling." he whispers, leaning his forehead against mine.

"I'm trying to memorize it." i blushed, grinning as i hugged him tightly, he lowers his head to my shoulder, leaning in between the crook of my neck.

I'd decided we'd go to bed a little early than usual, since he's sick and i want him to get better quickly, as much as i love him being extra clingy and being able to actually take care of him the way he takes care of me.

I was about to brush my teeth, Noah was changing his pants when I'd felt arms wrapped around me which startled me as i jumped and my toothbrush launched toothpaste on his nose, i laughed, turning around as i grabbed hold of some tissue, wiping it off as i continued to laugh, i hum contently as he ignores it to kiss me.

"I'm sorry i threw toothpaste at you, baby." i apologize as i pull away to add some toothpaste on my toothbrush again to actually brush my teeth.

"It's sexy, next time throw a
knife at me." he grins