my turtle (mike fuentes/tony Perry)

mikes pov:

it was my turn to wake up Tony. and to be perfectly honest I was scared shitless. tired Tony was grumpy Tony who was SCARY Tony. so I started by whispering his name and shaking him lightly. then I stopped. I kindof just traced his tattoos. I noticed faint white scars on his arms. "Mike it's not nice to stare" a voice said. I literally flew backwards. I looked up and saw those beautiful chocolate brown eyes I loved so much. "damn it Tony what the hell man!!" I yelled. he sunk back. "i-im sorry" he whispered. oh no. "no no turtle its okay I'm sorry you didn't do anything wrong." I said. he didn't answer but I heard him whimper. I climbed into his bunk and wrapped myself around him. "turtle?" I said. nothing. shit face. this is why I do not wake Tony up in the morning.