5SOS Imagines

You Guys Playfully Fight-Michael Clifford

Imagine: You guys playfully fight/Michael Clifford.

You were laying on the couch just scrolling through your social media and laughing at funny memes that you would come across. This was what your lazy day consisted of, not that you minded.
You heard your boyfriend, Michael, come through the door and shuffle up the stairs to throw himself down on the couch across from you. Nothing was said between the two of you for half an hour before your phone beeped, indicating that you received a text.

M: Stop laughing.
You pulled your eyebrows together and looked over at Michael but he was too busy playing on his phone to notice you.

Y: Stop being grouchy.

You heard his phone beep and figured he was reading the text you just sent him. The room was dead silent, the only sound you could hear was the clock ticking and your phones beeping.

M: You look pretty.

You chuckled at the text and quickly responded back.

Y: You do realize that I'm literally across the room from you, right?

You waited for a response but you never got one. Instead, Michael plopped down on your stomach causing you to groan out in pain. He didn't move but he was keeping you warm so you let him be. You began poking at his side and he would squirm away from your touch and giggle. "Stoooooop," he stretched out with a laugh.

He grabbed your hand, a little too rough, when you wouldn't stop. "Ouch," you slapped his arm and he let go of your hand, "that hurt. Asshole."

He shifted his position above you to where he had one hand on your arms and pinned them above your head, his legs pinned against yours so that you wouldn't be able to kick him. He wiggled his fingers and smirked, "My turn."

"Michael, I'm warning you! Don't you-" you couldn't get out what you wanted to say before screams of laughter escaped your lips as he started to tickle your sides.

Somehow you managed to escape his hold and you kicked him off the couch. Michael had a look of surprise on his face as he stared at you, "You little douche bag. You're really gonna get it!"

Your eyes widened. That only meant that he was gonna tickle you and not stop until you pee. You jumped off the couch and over his body; taking off towards the bedroom.

So, I'm back. I'm sorry if this imagine is dumb but I wanted to update with something. Work has been hell but everything is getting sorted out after the 8th of December. I was having issues with a co-worker but she's switching shifts so, we're good. I hope you guys had a wonderful Thanksgiving!

-Shelby.x