You noticed this morning, when he seemed to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed, in a very grumpy mood.
"So I'll see you later at the show?" You had told him when he reached the front door of your hotel room. Instead of replying or giving you a sweet kiss good-bye and tell you how much he'll miss you, he mumbled what you thought was a plain "bye" and was out the door, headed to whatever interview he had before the show later. Even his text messages he sent back in reply to yours were short and misleading.
By the time you got to the venue and entered the dressing room you hoped he might have eased up a bit. But you were wrong.
You had seen the other boys walk off to some other unknown place without him so you knew that he was alone. "Hi babe, excited for the show?" There was still half an hour till they went on stage, but you knew he would always get jitters only moments before. You observed him from the doorway, still awaiting his reply you thought would never come.
A full minutes must have passed by, and you made your way to the couch, sitting on the arm with your arms over your chest. Michael was still silent, focusing on picking at this fingernails. When he still failed to answer you, you began to worry what was really going on. "Um, is there something wrong? I feel like you've been acting weird all day. Is something bothering you-?"
He cut you off with a low chuckle left his throat and he stood up straight. He began biting the inside of his cheek.
"What was that for?" You asked, mirroring his actions, standing only a foot away from him. Michael avoided your heavy gaze, biting his fingernail repeatedly and looking down at the floor.
"I know what you said." He finally let out, removing his fingers from his mouth and crossing his arms lazily over his chest. You looked at him with an eyebrow raised, clueless to what was going on. "Oh don't act like that. I overheard your conversation with Luke and I know that you would rather me fucking him." He spoke harshly. Immediately your mind panned back to last night, when you and the boys were all sitting around just talking and fooling around. Michael had gotten up to go to the bathroom and that's when the other boys, especially Luke began joking with you. You've always been the closest friend to him so you guys always joked about certain things that shouldn't be said in public. Last night's joke was that you would get so drunk that he'd have you all to himself, but he was truly just kidding. Luke just thought of you as a sister and him a brother. Sure your relationship might have been a tad inappropriate at times in conversation, but he knew your deepest darkest secrets, also that you were absolutely crazy in love with Michael and had eyes for nobody else.
You sucked in a deep breath, "Michael that's not at all what we were talking about. I don't even know how you got that? You know me and Luke are just friends and I THOUGHT you knew how I felt about you." You were honestly shocked he would even doubt you and your feelings toward him. Your arms were crossed over your chest for what felt like safety, like you had to defend your emotions from him.
"I don't know what to think now Y/N." Michael was still not looked at you.
"No, if your gonna be like this then I want you to look me in the eye when you tell me that you actually doubted our relationship. Like I would ever in a million years think about being with anybody but you." The room fell silent once more. In an act of pure haste, Michael latched his lips onto yours, immediately allowing his tongue to tangle with yours. His hands fell to your waist, looping his fingers with the loops of your jeans and he walked you backwards until the back of your knees hit the couch and you fell backwards with a soft oomph. You weren't going to fight him, there was really no use. You laid back against the couch so you weren't sitting up any longer. Michael's hands worked to undo your pants and you slid them down your legs, along with your panties. While he stood to undo his own, you leant up and quickly removed your top.
"We have to be quick," He warned shutting and locking the door. He grabbed a condom from his wallet and quickly unwrapped it and slid it on, then crawled back on top of you, placing his lips on yours. He moved his hand down to your clit and began rubbing in circles as you brought your hand to stoke his length feeling him quickly harden. This made him moan into your mouth and you felt him plunge a finger inside of you, pumping in and out. He kept his mouth moving against yours to keep you hushed and thank god he did that because if he wouldn't have your moans would have drawn every single person to the room and there would be a line at the door. Michael then added another finger, only doing a few pumps then pulling both out. Seductively, he took your bottom lip in between his teeth and bit down lightly as he positioned himself at your entrance.
"You're gonna have to be quiet now Y/N," He chuckled, "I know how you like to yell." You smirked looking up at him and nodded. He entered you at an easy rate, allowing you to adjust. Your shoulders had tightened up, but as soon as you let out a breath and they sunk back into the couch, he began thrusting. One of his hands covered your mouth and you moved your leg around his waist so when he thrust back into you, you could pull him closer. With each thrust he hit your spot and you wanted so badly to just scream his name. Instead, you shut your eyes tight and let out a whimper. Your back was arched into his chest. "I'm so close Y/N" He told you and you nodded, mumbling in agreement.
You felt yourself reaching your high and with one more thrust, Michael hit the sweet spot and you released, letting out a breathy moan against his hand. He took his hand away from your mouth, placing it on the arm of the couch behind your head. "C'mon babe," You cooed and he dug his head into your neck, taking skin from your neck between his teeth and biting down as he filled up the condom.
He pulled out of you, but didn't move. Michael propped his chin up on your chest and smiled up at you. "I don't mean to always act like that. I know your just friends with Luke." Your face mirrored his and you ran your hands through his hair.
"Michael I love you and that's never gonna change." He leaned up, pecking your lips.
He grinned, "I love you too."
