*• Imagines •*

Hate; mgc

Imagine your boyfriend Michael has been getting a lot of hate from 'fans'...

You walk into your room to see him curled in a ball crying in bed, scrolling through Twitter.

"Michael, what's wrong gorgeous!" You run over to him.

"Y/N, I- I -" he stutters.

You take the phone from him to see the tweets:

Ugly, you should go slit your wrists!

You don't deserve to be in this band.

You're the ugliest one in the band!

Go commit you ugly fuck!
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"Mikey oh my god! Don't pay attention to them all, you don't deserve this" you throw your arms around him to let him cry into your shoulder.

He pulls you in the bed for a tighter hug.

"B-but am I r-really ugly, Y/N?" He whimpers.

"Of course you're not, Mikey! You are the best thing that's ever happened to me!"

"I j-just don't think I-I am" he sobs, his phone vibrating with more tweets.

"You are Michael!" You felt yourself starting to cry, "I am more than great full for you, I don't know what I'd do without you!"

You rub his back as he starts to calm down a little.

"Turn your phone off for a while, baby" you advise him as he does so.

"I-I love you Y/N" he still cried, he snuggles closer to you in the warm covers of your's and his kingsized bed.

"I love you to Michael." You wipe the tears away from his pink flushed cheeks.

He places a kiss onto your lips, sliding his hand down to your waist to pull you in closet to him.

You both drift away to sleep.

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hey! i haven't posted in a while, sorry. i've been a bit busy handling things that have been happening at the moment. we have had so many people read this, wow tysm! hope you all have/had a nice day.
— charl rejectedcth_