❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥The Competition(Bad Era)♥

"Crap," you mutter as you pace frantically up and down you and Michael's bedroom. 

"Princess," Michael chuckles as he sits up on the bed and admires the way you always look beautiful - even when you're nervous. "Calm down, you'll do great,"

"No, oh God! I haven't even revised," you frown as you adjust your sweater nervously.

You'd been chosen to participate in a 'Computing Competition' by your University and there were three of you in a team. You'd never been one to revise or cram so you were extremely nervous as you were going to be in front of thousands of people.

"You don't need to revise for a competition, do you?" he raises an eyebrow in confusion.

"You kind of do...but then again," you shake your head. "It's not like I ever study," 

"Exactly! And you still ace your exams...so relax," he says encouragingly.

"Yeah but that was before, remember...my grade has dropped because of my depression. How am I going to do this?" you continue to panic and he sighs.

"Princess, you're still a very smart girl and I don't think I even need to tell you that because you know it as well," he stares at you genuinely. "Now breathe and wait for me while I get ready, will you?" he asks gently and you stare in confusion.

"What?" you rest your hands on your hips

"I'm coming with you," he smiles as he rushes off to get ready.

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"Mrs. Jackson," the mediator widens his eyes slightly at the fact that you are already married but continues anyway. "In the sense of telecommunications, elaborate further on what transmission is," he looks up at you.

You breathe and stare out at the sea of people in the auditorium. You instantly spot your loving husband making a 'thumbs up' gesture and you smile softly.

You clear your throat lightly and lean into the microphone as you formulate your answer.

"In telecommunications, transmission is the process of sending and propagating an analogue or digital class of information signal over a physical point to point or point to multi point transmission medium either wired, optical fiber or wireless," you answer softly and the mediator nods.

"I will accept that answer, Mrs. Jackson," he continues to nod. "Well explained,"

You lean back into your chair and exhale softly as the competition finally comes to an end.

"Well, ladies and gentleman! That wraps up the competition for today," he smiles. "And I am very pleased to announce that Waterbridge University has won the competition,"

Your eyes brighten as you realize that you and your two team members are the winners. Your other two team members jump up excitedly and you giggle as you hug them. The three of you are led front and center of the auditorium and then presented the awards. You smile as the audience cheers and you spot Michael in the back, smiling proudly.

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"I told you, you'd do great," Michael winks as he walks in and you lift your head up from your novel. 

"Thank you," you smile shyly. "I'm so happy,"

"I know. I'm so proud of you," he walks toward you on the bed and stares lovingly at you.

"Thank you," you sigh as you lean your head on his shoulder while he rubs your back.

"You were so cute when he asked you that last question," he remarks.

"What?" you chuckle. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean..." he trails off fondly then continues. "I just think that..when I saw your expressions during that last question, I saw just exactly why I fell madly in love you," he whispers lovingly.

"Really now?" you question playfully. "That is very interesting," 

"I'm serious," he laughs a little. "I love you so much," 

You turn your head to look into his eyes. 

"I love you more," you giggle as his eyes widen.

"Isn't that my line?" he rolls his eyes playfully and you giggle even more.

"Not anymore," you mutter lovingly as he kisses you softly.

"You're amazing," he says softly.

"So are you," you retort playfully.

"No, I'm serious," his expression is serious yet soft.

"So am I," your expression mimics his.

The both of you stare at each other for a moment before breaking into laughter.

"I thought you were serious!" you say through giggles.

"I was!" he giggles as well and you shake your head.

"I love you," you smile in sincerity.

"I love you too," he says softly as he kisses you once more.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I'm sorry that might've been a little short but I wrote this one because I actually do have a computing competition this morning and I should be getting ready but....priorities.🌈

I hope you enjoyed it though and please do feel free to leave me a comment or message yeah?

I gotta go but keep dreaming and keep being you!🦄

Peace!
Love, Flower🌸

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