Secrets ➸ Misaac

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Also last chapter was really awkward I'm sorry but here's less awkward fluff chapter 23 lol

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Isaac played with his sleeves, gnawing at his lip as  he stared at Michael's calm face as the older boy slept. It was just a couple days after the game they had played and its really all he could think about.

But its all Michael could think about too.

He couldn't get the image of Michael hovering over him, eyes locked, their hot breaths mixing- out of his mind and every second of thinking of it made his chest tighten and the bottom of his stomach fill with butterflies.

God he could only imagine what the kiss would've been like (well if they did kiss in the moment that is). That thought made him only want it more and more, he really was questioning his sexuality now.

He knows he likes some girls, he likes a couple girls in KPOP bands and stuff, but god damn he'd take his life just for one kiss from that green eyed boy- sure that was drastic but you get the point.

He wanted to say he was bisexual, just so if his Mom ever found out he could say that and it'd might slide by and won't seem as bad.

Thats the thing with society today, if you say your homosexual its the worst thing in the world.

Say your bisexual and all of a sudden people back off and let it slide. No big deal.

He all of a sudden blinked out of his thoughts, seeing the bright green eyes staring back at him and his face flushed with red.

"You have pretty eyes," Michael mumbled, only making Isaac blush more.

"Y-Your's are p-prettier.." He stuttered, trying to cover his cheeks with his sleeves.

Michael snorted at the boys adorableness and kissed his temple, making sparks fly through him and his heart speed up.

The eighteen year old hid his face into the red haired boys chest, taking in his scent and trying to calm down his loud heart.

He listened to Michael's heartbeat, realizing it was going almost at the same speed as his own heart.

"God dammit I have Good Girls stuck in my head, is it even normal to get your own song stuck in your head? Either that or I'm going crazy, I'm not going crazy right?" Michael rambled a bit making Isaac laugh and shake his head.

He found it cute Michael rambled.

He liked how his accent made it sound like he was speaking gibberish or how he stopped in the middle of a sentence cause he couldn't pronounce a word.

"Ugh I can't sleep, fuck I can never sleep what the hell am I saying? I'm awake and I want to do something but its nearly midnight and- fuck this, its cold." Michael hid under the blankets making Isaac laugh.

"Michael what exactly are you doing right now?" He giggled, Michael peaking his eyes out from the sheets making him laugh more.

"I really don't know, I think I had too much coffee." He got up, standing on the mattress and jumping on it as Isaac moved to sit on the edge of his bed and watch the older boy jump around.

He jumped on the mattress for a while before he jumped onto Isaac's bed and laid across it.

"My head hurts," he pouted, getting on his hands and knees and laying his head on Isaac's lap. He let the younger boy play with his hair as he locked eyes with him.

"I'm tired but I have energy this is not o-" he had stopped mid sentence with a yawn, it reminded Isaac of a kitten to be honest.

"-okay." He finished, making the eighteen year old laugh and play with his hair again.

"Can you sing to me? So I can sleep?" He pouted, giving Isaac a pleading look, "please?" Isaac wanted to say no, since he wasn't much of a singer and thought his voice was sucky.

The older boy tugged at his shirt, still giving him the sad eyes and only jut out his lip more when seeing Isaac's resistant eyes. Isaac sighed, moving so both of them were under the duvets and for once he had Michael at his chest and hugging his waist.

"What song?" He whispered, giving into the idea as Michael thought for a moment.

"I don't know, you can chose." His words muffled into Isaac's chest, cuddling impossibly closer to the boy as Isaac tried to find a song.

"E-Everybody's got their demons, even wide awake or dreaming. I'm the one who ends up leaving, make it okay... See a war I want to fight it, see a match I want to strike it, every fire I've ignited, faded to grey."

Michael's heart swelled at the sound of his voice, even if it was sort of quiet since the boy was nervous.

Even if the song was sort of based around deeper voices like Michael's, Isaac somehow squeezed in and made it sound cute with his voice.

"But now that I'm broken! Now that you know it! Caught up in a moment, can you see inside? Cause I've got a jet black heart, and there's a hurricane underneath it, trying to keep us apart,"

"I write with a poison pen, but these chemicals moving between us are the reason, to start again. Now I'm holding on for dear life! There's no way that we can rewind, baby there's nothing after midnight...that could make you stay..."

The eighteen year old looked down at the elder, seeing he was sound asleep, cuddled into his chest, so he sang quietly again.

"The blood in my veins is made up of mistakes, lets forget who we are and dive into the dark, as we burst into color and turn into life,"

He began to slowly fall asleep himself, until he heard a raspy voice speak.

"Isaac?"

Fuck.