Mikey's outfit. Also, I couldn't find a picture of this outfit without him making an interesting face, so just ignore it!
Michael was sitting on his couch, his legs shaking as he kept glancing down at the watch he barely ever wore. The time was ticking by slower than it ever had before and Michael didn't appreciate it, but at the same time he did. A part of him wanted to just have six o'clock hurry up and arrive because he wanted to see Ashton, but the other part of him was dreading it. He didn't want to talk to him about his strong feelings that he had for him, but he knew that it would be a regret if he wouldn't do it. As Luke said: "you don't know if you don't try."
It was about five minutes to six and he was hoping that Ashton would decide to be there early instead of being there right on the dot or later. The anxiety was killing Michael. The problem he was having was deciding when he would bring it up. He wanted to tell him that he liked him, but that wasn't something that just came up in conversation. There wasn't really anything that could lead into it without causing suspicion. It wasn't like he could just blurt it out. Well, he could, but he wasn't that kind of person.
Before Michael could stress anymore, there was a subtle knocking on the door, causing the butterfly in his stomach to multiply into an entire herd. He got up, his legs shaking, and opened the door to reveal a very stunning Ashton. It took all the strength that Michael had not to let his jaw fall onto the floor.
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"Hey, Michael," Ashton said with an innocent smile - something that looked silly with the badass ensemble.
"H-hey, Ashton. You look nice," Michael complimented, trying to sound as casual as he could, but knew that he was failing epically.
"Thanks. I just got this jacket the other day. I've been wanting it for ages and it finally went on sale to where I could afford it," he smiled, proud of the article of clothing.
"Well, it looks great. Come on in," Michael said, gesturing the boy in.
"So, what are we going to be doing tonight?" Ashton asked, leaning on Michael's couch.
"Um, I was thinking we could go get something to eat and then see what happens after that?" Michael suggested.
"That would be fine with me," Ashton agreed.
"Great," Michael smiled. "Do you want a bottle of water or anything before we get going?"
"No, I'm fine. Thank you though," Ashton declined.
It felt weird to have Ashton in his apartment and they weren't going to do anything. Not only that, but there was an obvious tension in the room and Ashton was acting weird. He was more distant than he used to be with Michael. It made Michael even more nervous and scared about telling him about his feelings. If there was that tension now, it would be even worse when the truth was out and Michael didn't want that.
"Any ideas of where you want to go?" Michael asked.
"There's this place not too far from my apartment that looks pretty good," Ashton suggested.
