michael clifford blurbs

Christmas w/ mikey

It was christmas morning, and you and michael had agreed to sleep in, yet you awoke to a high pitched and furious beeping noise, bolting from bed you realized it was the fire alarms that were going off.

As you walked out of your shared bedroom, you saw michael cautiosly waving a hand towel slightly below the fire alarm. The beeping stopping a few seconds later. He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and flung the towel oved his shoulder before turning around, once he noticed your presence he smiled guiltily. "Im so sorry baby, i wanted to make christmas pancakes for us !!" he sighed.

"What are christmas pancakes?" you giggled. He then grabbed your hand and pulled into the kitchen, he pulled you to the stove where you saw various amounts of pancakes shaped like christmas trees with what it looked to be multi colored chocolate chips buried in them. Although many of them were quite lopsided you 'awed' and kissed his nose.

"So why did the fire alarm go off then?" you question "well I was in the middle of making the pancakes but I forgot to wrap your present so i- i uh kinda started doing that and forgot about the pancakes" he then walks over to the pan and opens the trash can, flipping the burnt pancake into the bin.

"Since you're awake, would you like some of my famous pancakes?" He giggles, you nod eagerly. He rushes to the stove and places 2 'christmas pancakes' on your plate. As you walk to your kitchen table, he follows you like a little lost puppy awaiting your reaction to his creation.

Once you're settled in a seat you cut a sliver of his festive treat and pop it into your mouth, slowly chewing a smile spread to your face, him following shortly after. "Do you like it??" He says slowly. "Michael, aw yes they're really good!!" He coo's and pulls you towards him, engulfing you in his warm embrace.

You bury you're face in his neck, taking in the faint smell of his cologne. He leans his chin onto your head, making the height difference between you two quite obvious.

You press a kiss to his temple and you giggle seeing the layer of pancake batter in his stubble you wipe it off with your thumb and wipe it on your old pajama pants and he shoots you an appreciative smile.

hola ppl ikik i haven't updated in forever but im back :-)

-bree