❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

∴♡All For Love (Bad Era) - Part Three♡∴

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So....here's to hoping that this one doesn't suck!
Enjoy!

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Smiling softly, you let out a subtle breath as you lay on Michael's bare chest - both of your unclothed bodies concealed by only the beige blanket. Michael's long fingers run up and down your bare upper arm gently as you pay close attention to his shallow breathing.

Even though you aren't looking at him, you can very much tell that he's smiling softly.

"What?" you ask a little, referring to his smile.

"Nothing," he chuckles a little, continuing to stroke your arm lovingly. 

"Was it that bad?" you raise an eyebrow, propping yourself up on your elbow to look into his deep brown eyes.

"Oh princess," he winks after a brief moment of silence. "It was the complete opposite,"

"Oh my God.." you giggle, diverting your eyes away from his soft ones. "Wait..." you frown slightly after yet another moment of comfortable silence. "What did you just call me?"

"Oh.." he clears his throat nervously, a slight blush rising to his face. "I didn't mean to offend-"

"Say it again," you say with hopeful eyes, earning an amused smirk from him in return.

"Princess?" he raises an eyebrow playfully, making you close your eyes - squealing slightly.

"It feels so nice to be called that," you open your eyes and giggle. "I've never been one to receive a lot of...affection," you smile uneasily.

"Well," Michael whispers, using his index finger to tilt your chin up. "I don't just feel affectionate toward you. I love you," he exhales.

"What?" your eyes widen upon his confession. 

"I do," he nods, his smile becoming wider. "I honestly do,"

"You can't," you swallow nervously.

"Why not?" he frowns a little.

"Sophia," you say sadly, realizing that he was already dedicated someone else.

In response, Michael sighs - closing his eyes momentarily before opening them again.

"Listen..." he begins tentatively. "About Sophia..." he inhales sharply before continuing. "There's something about her that you don't know...but I need you to wait a little before I can tell you what it is," 

"Michael..." you frown, your eyes going wide. "Is it something bad? I-"

"Look, do you trust me?" he asks, looking..almost...sad. 

"With my life," you breathe out.

"Then you'll trust me on this. It won't be long before I tell you everything...just know that I do love you," he smiles a little. "I've realized that now,"

"I...love you too," you smile shyly - blushing madly as you do so. "But...didn't you want someone...neutral to be your editor. I mean.." you smirk a little.

"Well, I guess we'll have to change that then," he winks, making you giggle slightly before the two of you are interrupted by the deafening sound of glass shattering violently.

You scream as Michael grabs you, rolling over so that you are underneath him - so as to shield you from the shards of glass that have scattered everywhere.