Mike Zacharius x Reader One Shots

Modern!MikexReader| Can I borrow a shirt?

Requested by @Waffle_TheDragon
Thanks bby <3

The sun filtered in through the blinds and hit you in the face. You stirred and yawned. Mike shifted next to you, he wrapped his arms around your frame and pulled you closer. "Morning.." He mumbled into your hair. He took a deep whiff of your intoxicating scent and stretched. Mike, in his sweats, got out of the warm bed and stretched once again. You, in nothing but your undergarments, did the same.

"What do you want for breakfast?" You questioned. Mike thought about it for a moment. "The usual, eggs, bacon, and coffee." He said as he trudged through your apartment. "Hey, uh, Mikeypoo?"
You called him by his pet name. He groaned and replied, "Yeah?"
"Can I borrow a shirt? All mine are dirty." You pouted and looked up at him. "Please?"
"Yeah, sure." Came the reply. You dug into one of the drawers of Mike's clothes and pulled out a shirt.

You pulled on the shirt and walked into the kitchen to get breakfast started. You sat the pan on the stove and got out the eggs and the bacon from the fridge. Mike sat in the living room, petting your cat/dog/fucking iguana/idk. You washed your hands, put your hair up, and began to cook.

You didn't hear him, but Mike came up behind you and hugged you. His head rested on your rear. "I don't know what I'd do without you." He spoke. "Me? Or my ass?" You laughed. "Both." He smiled and kissed your cheek. His facial hair tickled you as always.

You flipped the food around in the pan before finally putting it on two plates and turning off the stove. "It's ready Mister Zacharius," you giggled. Mike sat at the island counter waiting. You put his plate in front of him and sat down next to him.

**fuck this shit, timeskip**

It was around noon and you and Mike sat on the couch in your pajamas and cuddled with the cats/god damn unicorns/lions. Mike had his arms wrapped around you protectively. "You look good in my shirts," he mumbled into your hair. You had your legs wrapped around his waist. "I look great in everything, I'm fabulous." You joked.

But you had to admit that you were a bit chubby and you didn't like a lot of things about yourself. But in Mike's eyes, you were all he ever wanted. From your stretch marks to your scars, Mike loved every single thing about you, and he'd never want you to change. You had a bit of negativity in your life but none of that mattered to you when you were with Mike.

He pulled a blanket over the two of you and kissed your hair. You smiled. The blonde man kissed your cheek and your neck. You were very ticklish and you giggled when his facial hair touched you. He continued to kiss you all over. But then shit got real and he started to tickle you. "Mike!!" You squealed as you curled up and tried to defend yourself. You laughed harder and harder. "I'll scratch your back if you stop." You said, gasping for breath. "Not until you say that I'm a sexy beast." He laughed. "No!" You managed to say in between laughs.

Mike continued to tickle you. "You're a sexy beast okay!!" You yelled and Mike picked you up off the ground. "That's all you had to say." He dug his face into the crook of your neck and he set you down on the couch. "I love you, you idiot." You smiled and crawled on top of  Mike. "I love you too, (F/n)."

So there you sat, in his shirt, and fell asleep on Mike's chest.

[fin mother glubbers]

Ugh suck my dick sorry this is short and sloppy.