As I begin to doze off to the sound of Michael's heart beating beneath my ear, the door slams closed.
"Michael? Where are you dude?"
I hear Calum's thick accent echo throughout the apartment. Michael tries to talk as quietly as possible to not disturb me. The flex of his abs awakens me fully and I sit up in Michael's bed with my head on his shoulder.
"Sorry baby, did I wake you?" he says with blue eyes filled with guilt.
"No, I wasn't really asle-" I stop myself mid sentence because of the sight before me. Calum walks in, shirtless and glimmering with sweat. He just got back from the gym, and damn, was it working. I speak thoughtlessly.
"Calum, holy shit! You look really good. Going to the gym is really paying off, huh?"
Calum smiles. "Thanks Y/N! Yeah, I'm really proud of myself."
"You should be! Michael, maybe you should go with Cal next time! You could use it," I say with immediate regret.
"I could...? Well Jesus fucking Christ Y/N, sorry for not meeting up to your goddamn expectations," he shouts, shoving me off of him.
"Michael no, that's not what I meant! I was just-"
Michael cuts me off. "Just telling me I'm not good enough? Is that it?" His face is as piping red as his hair and a vein is pulsing from his forehead. I've never seen him so angry. I knew he wouldn't hurt me, but I knew that I hurt him. I sit on the edge of the bed and begin to weep out of frustration. Calum zoots out of the room to avoid getting any more involved.
"Michael, you know I love how you look. What I said was so dumb, I can't forgive myself for it so I don't blame you," I say with a tear dripping off the tip of my nose.
"I never said I don't forgive you. It's just... I'm pretty insecure about my body all right? I don't have abs or super toned arms or any real physical redeeming quali-" I cut him off with a full embracing kiss. He doesn't try to pry me off of him, so I deepen the kiss. He runs his chilly fingers up my spine and lets them saunter around my body, leaving goosebumps everywhere. We lie down together and hold each other close.
"I'm so sorry, Michael. I love how you look and I don't want you believe otherwise. You know I love you, right?" I feel horrible.
"I know, and I love you too. That's why I was so angry, I just love you so much that I become absolutely terrified that you'd ever leave me. Please don't leave me Y/N." His voice is shaky and insecure.
"I could never." I kiss him again and we fall asleep in each other's arms.
