painting the apartment//michael clifford

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a/n what the heck!!! 100 reads!!!! that's insans considering these are just little blurbs i write for my friends :') also IKNOW my grammar is terrible in all of these, the struggles of typing on a phone. But anyways, thank ya'll and enjoy xx

okay so you and mikey had just moved into a lil teeny apartment downtown and it's super cute and small but it's big enough for the both of you and you're just happy to be living with mikey finally after dating for such a long time. there was a bit of an issue tho, the whole apartment was painted and ugly mustard yellow which neither you or mikey was overly fond of. so ya'll went shopping for some paint and had a bit of an argument in the middle of home depot bc you wanted to paint it lilacs and blues and whites and mikey wanted to paint it reds and yellows amd oranges (despite the current colour of his dark blue hair) you were so exasperated with him at the time you just threw your hands up in defeat and said you were going back to the car and he could get whatever the hell he wanted. So you're chilling in the car and there comes mikey with four cans of paint and he places them in the backseat before getting into the front seat and telling you as much as he wanted warm colours he'd much rather you be happy so he got the colours you wanted and you felt a bit bad about it.but nonetheless happy to have gotten your way. so when you get back to the apartment you start covering the floor and furniture with tarp and getting everything ready for painting. you go to find some of your old clothes to paint in but then mikeys just like really??? you're gonna get messy anyways??? just put on an old bra instead???? so you're like ah whatever might as well so you go throw your clothes in your room ad comeback to see mikey in just his boxers with his lil tummy that you love so much showing and he just looks at you and smiles to himself and isblike "how the hell did i land such a pretty girlfriend?? " and you push him and are just like shut up loser and you go crank some tunes like halsey or the maine or green day or atl or whatever the heck ya want and you start painting the walls but eventually mikey gets distracted bc you're reaching up and bending over. Then you turn around and wipe the paint brush on his tummy and tell him to get to work, plus since i feel like mikey is a competitive lil poo he'd literally be like heck no and take thE ENTIRE BUCKET OF PURPLE PAINT AND DUMP IT ON YOU and you'd get mad bc he just wasted all that paint but soon enough your throwing paint back and forth and once you're both collapsed on the floor in a fit of giggles you take in the fact the walls are now half painted and have splatters everywhere but you're now too tired to continue so thayvjust leaves ya'll to shower together and eat ch inese takeout on the floor bc you're too lazy to take the tarps off of the furniture

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