Secrets ➸ Misaac

3.6

Okay I'm going to really try to make this long since the last chapter was short so don't hate me if its terrible (/.\)

THAT PICTURE IS SO CUTE I CAN'T EVEN RIGHT NOW OMFG BYE

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Michael woke up on his mattress on the floor, he's been trying to sleep without Isaac next to him all the time. He wasn't doing well. It was 3 AM and he could not sleep at all.

He groaned quietly and squirmed under the blanket as he hugged his ATL pillow.

"Isaac?" He whispered, looking up at the sleeping boy has he heard quiet mumbles.

He sighed when he got no response and stood on his knees, going to the edge of Isaac's bed and trying to make out the words his boyfriend was saying.

"No! Stop!" Isaac said a bit loudly, shifting and his breaths became shaky. "Give it back!"

Michael didn't know what to do when he heard this, he wasn't good with this kind of stuff.

"No! Mom stop!" Isaac raised his voice, tears falling down the side of his face as his face became red. "MICHAEL" he yelled and the older boy immediately shook him awake.

Isaac shot up after a minute of yelling for the red haired boy and rubbed his eyes, looking around frantically.

Michael sat next to him and engulfed him into a hug, letting the boy cling tightly to him as he let out a few sobs.

Calum ended up rushing into the room and flipping on the lights. Michael squinted from the sudden brightness and Isaac became tense.

"What happened?" his voice was rough and deep, raven hair was a mess and all he had on was a pair of sweatpants and a white tank top.

"Sh-She c-cut i-it up!" Isaac cried, no longer caring Calum was there. Calum furrowed his eyebrows and stepped in, closing the door and sitting on Michael's 'ground bed'.

"What'd she cut up Isaac?" Michael said softly, an arm wrapped around the boys waist, the other around his shoulder with his legs over his lap and the boy's head on his shoulder.

"I-I c-can't s-say" Isaac's hiccuped and continued to cry into Michael's neck.

"Why no-"

"C-Cause C-Cal-Calum's h-here!" He choked out, clinging to Michael's waist.

"He's my best friend Isaac, he won't judge I promise. Right Cal?" Michael turned to Calum, giving him a 'say you do before I murder you' look.

Calum nodded, "I won't, whatever it is you can tell me Isaac." he confirmed.

Isaac just whimpered and pointed to the closet with a shaking hand, Calum curiously got up and headed to the closet.

He opened it and the first thing he saw was two separate sections, one side had all Isaac's normal boy clothes and the other side had more girly clothes.

"Th-The sk-skirt," Isaac squeaked, digging his nails slightly into Michael's back.

"Shhhh baby its okay," Michael whispered in Isaac's ear and kissed his temple, rubbing the boy's side. Isaac stared at the tan boy standing at his closet. He was scared and more tears fell from his eyes.

Calum turned to the two and smiled, held his arms out. Isaac ran over and hugged him, feeling so much better as Calum hugged him tightly.

Michael couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, he had to bite his tongue and look away so he didn't rip Isaac away from his best friend.