5SOS Imagines and Preferences

Closure (Michael)

The New York air was crisp and biting, making Michael shove his bare hands deeper into his coat pockets as he walked down the sidewalk, eyes scanning the numbers on the townhouses. The streets were empty and the wind was picking up, and oh my god it was so cold, Michael just wanted to go home, but he couldn't sleep until he got closure. He had to tell Y/N, even if it was the last thing he did.

He approached the familiar townhouse, walking up the three steps before giving the door a firm knock. Michael let out a shaky sigh, his bottom lip trembling as he stared at the rose-red door, his hand returning to the warm haven of his pockets. Please open up, Y/N. Please.

The door opened a moment later, revealing Y/N's tired face. Her lips curved into a smile as she gazed up at Michael. "Hey," she greeted, eyes brightening. "What are you doing here?"

"Can I speak with you?" Michael asked, teeth chattering slightly. Y/N nodded and briefly looked behind her before accompanying Michael outside. The door closed slowly behind her, leaving the two in the frigid weather. Michael reminded himself to keep this quick, since Y/N wasn't bundled up like he was.

"What's going on?" Y/N mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest to keep warm.

"What I'm about to tell you might surprise you," Michael began, his eyes staring deep into Y/N's. "I shouldn't even be telling you this. You're my best friend and you're getting married, but I need closure."

Y/N looked up at Michael expectantly, her stomach uneasy with worry.

"I'm in love with you, Y/N," Michael whispered, a small smile on his lips. "I have been in love with you for years. You're my entire world, Y/N. You're the reason I wake up in the morning, and want to spend another day on this planet."

Y/N went still, her eyes wide and her lips parted with shock. "Michael, I-"

"I'm not asking you to leave him," Michael cut off, his hands grasping hers. "I know he doesn't make you happy, Y/N. I could make you happy. I could give you the world if you let me, Y/N."

Tears filled Y/N's eyes as she sucked her lips into a straight line, a sigh then following. She could see her breath coming out in swirly clouds of white as she exhaled. Michael could read her like a book. She was unhappy. She was set to be married in two months, but she wasn't in love with her fiance. He couldn't make her nearly as happy as Michael could. "I can't," she whispered, shaking her head and closing her eyes tightly.

Michael leaned in, his hand gently cupping her cheek before he crashed his lips to hers. She tasted like cherries and red wine and Michael felt like he was in heaven, his heart melting when he felt her kiss him back. His thumb brushed over her engagement ring, reminding himself that this was so wrong, but it felt so right.

A tear slid down Y/N's cheek as she kissed Michael. She knew that in a perfect world, they would have ended up together and she would've been happy, but this wasn't a perfect world and her life wasn't a fairytale.

Michael separated their lips slowly, his breath coming out in silent gasps. Y/N's eyes were still closed, her eyebrows furrowed and her lips slightly parted. Her eyes opened at last, allowing more tears to slip out.

"Think it over," Michael murmured, giving Y/N's hand a soft squeeze before letting go at last. He turned around, hopping back down the steps and walking back down the sidewalk where he came from.