Smutty Imagines

19||Mikey🌹{What Distance Does}

{This is kinda long}
You had just gotten home from a long nerve-wracking day of work. You knew as soon as you got home you still had to reply to emails and just had so many things to complete in general.
Though you couldn't do that because your apartment was a mess. You shared an apartment with your boyfriend Mikey and time after time you had to tell him to clean up after himself and you began to get a bit tired of it. The two of you haven't been on good terms lately anyways. You've been arguing and snappy towards each other for about a week now and you had no clue why.

I unlocked the door, turning the knob and revealing a once again, messy apartment. This morning before leaving I asked Mikey if he could please clean up around the house a bit. I only asked him this because most of the time he would be home all day and if he left he wouldn't be gone for too long. Today was different.
When I came in he wasn't in the kitchen nor the living room so I checked our bedroom and anywhere else he could be in the apartment, but nothing.
I then faintly remembered that he sent me a text message earlier today but I never got around to reading it. So I grabbed my phone from my bag to check it.
Mikey
went out with the boys don't wait up

I made a riled face before dropping my phone onto the counter. I became frustrated because I knew he would most likely stay the night with his friends and not bother to come home. Now don't get me wrong, I love his friends but Mikey has yet to do anything I had asked of him. It makes me sound like his mom but he knows how much of a neat freak I am so it bothers me.

I sighed before deciding to just clean everything up myself because you know what they say, if you want something done do it yourself.
Nearly an hour later after cleaning up our whole apartment, I sat down to answer the million emails I received. Though once that was finally over with I was getting super tired.
It now being 11:23 pm, I wanted to take a shower before heading to bed.
After hopping in the shower, I allowed the warm stream of water to hit my body all while zoning out trying to relieve stress.
When I washed up and couldn't stand the hot water any longer, I stepped out and just put on a sports bra and sweatpants.
I looked into the mirror and sighed before walking out of the bathroom and hopping into our bed. I stared up at the ceiling heavy in my thoughts, thinking obviously about Mikey.
Who knows what's next for us?
As I was about to roll over, I heard Mikey come through the front door. I didn't really want to talk to him so I rolled over pretending to fake sleep.
The door to our bedroom suddenly opened
"Y/N" he called, but I said nothing.
"Y/N I know you're not asleep because you never sleep on that side" he uttered.
Damn I thought to myself.
"What do you want?" I said with a hint of attitude.
"I brought us home some food do you want some?"he questioned.
"No Mikey I don't" I slightly snapped not really meaning to.
"The fuck is your problem?" he fired back causing me to sit up.
I paused quickly
"You're my fucking problem" I blurted.
"What did I do?" he asked.
"What do you mean? what did I do, I come home from a long STRESSFUL day at work to find that can't do one thing, CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF" I began to yell.
"I was going to CLEAN UP once I got home get off my dick" he shouted.
My head began to ache and I was getting more and more frustrated "You know what just go you can leave I'm not dealing with this I have shit to do tomorrow take your stuff and get out" I screamed at him.
His face immediately fell soft "You know you've changed Y/N I just wanted to spend time with you because you're never home anymore and I never get to see you but the one night I want to spend with you, you start an argument with me for no reason" he said throwing his arms out.
I then watched him as he walked into the bathroom grabbing a few things and a bag.
"It's like I don't even know you anymore" he puffed before walking out slamming the door.

For some reason guilt struck me immediately. I was torn between whether or not I should go apologize. As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was somewhat right. I was never really home anymore because of work, I hadn't noticed how much I really missed him.
So I finally decided that I'd better swallow my pride, stop being a bitch and say sorry. I jumped down from the bed to go out into our living room.
"Baby I'm-" I paused.
Not only because he wasn't in here but also because I spotted what was on the table; flowers, my favorite food, and a bear.
It brought a pure smile to my face but I quickly snapped out of it realizing I had to stop Mikey from leaving.
Before running out of the door I grabbed one of his hoodies tossing it on.
I looked on both ends of the hallways not seeing him. By instinct I knew he had probably ran down the hall by the elevator. So I started for the left end of the hallway.
When I reached it and turned the corner Mikey was standing in front of the elevator waiting for it to come.
I slowly walked over to him causing him to turn around and look up from his phone.
"I don't want to argue with you anymore Y/N" he said.
"Shutup" I whispered before kissing his lips.
I pulled away and looked up into his eyes with tears forming in mine "Mikey....baby" I said placing my hand on the side of his cheek.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry......I act so stupid sometimes I don't want you to leave I want to go back to our apartment and spend time together I'm tired of fighting" I cried to him.
"I'm sorry too" he smiled before kissing my forehead.
"Come on" he said grabbing my hand.
I figured we were going to go back and watch netflix and cuddle together, but the following events weren't that innocent.

We walked all the way back to our apartment and the second we opened the door, he pulled me in slamming me up against the door closing it.
This made me gasp causing him to smirk and only continue to kiss me harder.
I felt an immediate hand to my ass so I encircled my arms around his neck to deepen our kiss.
He picked me up, surprisingly, only to bring me to our bedroom. He slammed me down onto the bed and I became instantly turned on.
After closing the door he removed his sweatshirt throwing it somewhere on the floor as did I.
He grabbed my jaw positioning my face upwards before pressing his lips back onto mine. As he did this I ran my hands under his shirt all the way up his chest ending at the hem of his jeans. Teasing him I ran my hand over his now growing bulge.
He moaned and it instantly set me off, I needed him.
I pulled away only to stand up and push him back onto the bed.
Shock and lust took over his face all at once.
I bit my lip as I got down on my knees looking up at him.
He already had his shirt off so I unbuttoned his pants sliding them completely off.
I began rubbing him through his boxers and I could tell he was getting tired of the teasing.
So I slid off his boxers instantly greeted by his now hardened member.
I then brought my tongue to his tip careful not to break eye contact. I swirled it around seeing his head cock back in pleasure.
It only encouraged me more. So I brought him fully into my mouth eventually feeling his dick hit the back of my throat as I deep throated him, almost gagging.
"Fuck babygirl right there" he moaned signaling I was doing something right.
I continued to bob my head up and downwards until I felt him start twitching in my mouth.
After pulling away there was a trail of cum dripping from my mouth to his dick.
I licked up any remaining cum left around my mouth.
He had obviously had enough because he stood me up and pushed me right back down onto the bed.
With no time wasted he pulled off my sweatpants along with my underwear leaving me in my bra.
"This has to come off" he said just before removing my bra, and throwing it somewhere behind him.
"I'm about to make you scream my name" he murmured into my ear sending chills through my body.
I gasped as he suddenly pushed into me.He started out slowly, then sped up with every other thrust.
"Oh baby" I moaned.
He quickly stopped only to flip me over so that I was now on my hands and knees.
"Tell me what you want" he asked just before sliding back into me from behind.
"Fuck me daddy" I moaned as he pounded into me.
"Harder" I whimpered.
I heard the headboard begin to hit the wall. His thrusts began to get faster and harder "Fuck I'm close" he groaned.
"Ah m-me too"
He kept thrusting until we both finally came. We laid down, breathless, next to one another.
"I love you" I whispered in his ear.
"I love you too" he said faintly smiling.
I then got up to throw on one of his t-shirts.
"What are you doing?" he asked sitting up.
"To eat the food you brought hurry up so we can eat" I said before walking out of the bedroom.
We ended up watching netflix and eating the pizza he brought home.
"I hope you know you still have to clean up" I said with a devilish grin.
"But you already cleaned up" he said.
"Not the bedroom, remember you made that mess" I said smirking.
He just glared over at me with a stale expression.
He ended up doing so and we never really had an argument like that for a while.

Though I wasn't complaining because you know what they say, makeup sex is always best.