I watched Michael through the mirror as he straightened my hair. He said he wanted to try and I let him. I trusted him enough to not destroy my hair. He had his tongue sticking out slightly as he concentrated. He looked adorable.
"I love your hair babe" he spoke for the first time. "It's really soft"
I giggled at his remark. He winked at me in the mirror before focusing on my hair again.
"Why did you want to do this?" I asked.
"Because you dye my hair and I wanted to do something with your hair" he shrugged. "I hope I don't hurt you" he whispered. I almost didn't hear him.
"I love you Michael" I said randomly but I meant it. He looked up making eye contact with me through the mirror.
"I love you to y/n" he sounded very serious. "Ok there" he said switching the straightener off.
"Wow" I breathed as a smile made its way on my face. "It looks great"
"You think so?" he picked up a lock of my hair and twisted it around his finger. "I don't know"
"I'm being serious Michael it looks amazing" I pecked his lips.
"Oh I have one more thing for you" he beamed. "But you've got to close your eyes" he added. I obliged until I heard rustling. I peeked my eyes open to see he had a small bag in his hands.
"Y/n" he groaned. He wrapped his arm around my head so it was covering my eyes. It was like a headlock but over my eyes.
"Your such a bad girl" I could almost see him smirking. I felt him place something on my head as he removed his arm. There was a flower crown on the top of my head.
"Thanks Mikey" I wrapped my arms around his neck bringing him down into a kiss.
"Your very welcome sweetheart" he smirked.
