Depression ~Michael Clifford

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"Michael what the fuck are you doing?!"

Michael flinched at the loud voice which he established was Ashton's based on the heavy accent(they're all losing their accents and it's killing me) the fork dropped to the ground as a result of the guitarist heavy flinching. 

"Shit!-" Ashton stood up and rushed over to Michael's side."-Let me see it Michael" Ashton voice was the definition of demanding so Michael didn't even have time to think about the demand before his palm was in Ashton's grip, his body eager to please the demands Ashton was spewing out.

Apparently, while Michael was lost in thought, the fork had been subconsciously pressed harder and harder into the blonds(Do I keep changing Michael's hair??) hand which eventually led to him having four small puncture wounds leaking blood on to the floor. Ashton had first noticed the drops hitting the floor to immediately discover Michael's spaced out look as well as the fork he was hiding under the table.

"Fuck! Calum get the first aid kit" Michael's mind hadn't fully gotten caught up in what was happening, he still felt spaced out kind of like he was going to faint. He didn't have time to dwell on it much since ,a few moments later, his world turned black.

He was only out for a few seconds(at least that's what he guessed) since he was still sort of in his seat, the only difference being that he was now supported by Ashton. Calum came running into the room with the first aid kit at the same time as Luke appeared out of nowhere with a glass of water.

"Is he awake? what happened? was it the bloodloss??" Calum sounded close to tears which not only Michael realised as Luke made his way over to comfort the distressed bassist,engulfing him in a hug.

"Michael" His focus shifted to the drummer who was currently standing in front of him snapping his fingers to gain his attention.Michael let out a hum as an answer,suddenly feeling exhausted, he leaned more into Ashton who grew even moore worried of the action."Michael, what's happening? Do you feel like you're going to faint again?" He kept his voice low and soft this time which Michael appreciated since he was on the verge of falling asleep."I'm tired..." Ashton let out a sigh in relief"Oh thank god I thought you were dying!" Michael didn't answer just leaned into Ashton snuggling up as close as possible considering the fact that he was still on a chair and Ashton was standing.

"Alright let's get you up to bed then mister.  Just as soon as Calum has fixed you up." Michael raised an eyebrow at that and looked down to find Calum wrapping his hand in gauze. The tired guitarist hadn't even noticed that Calum was there let alone that he was touching his newly made wounds. This should probably have concerned Michael but he was just too tired to care and gave a low grunt at the fact that he couldn't sleep right at that moment.

Once Calum was done(he had really become the doctor of the house) Michael found himself being carried bridal style up the stairs towards their room. The blond was gently put down on the bed as well as stripped from his jeans by Ashton, the drummer proceeded to change himself and then join Michael on the bed as he wasn't letting the small boy out of his sight for a while to make sure he stays alive.

Michael was barely conscious but he was almost certain he heard someone whispering a gentle "I love you" accompanied by a kiss on the forehead, and that was the last he remembered as he finally drifted off to sleep.

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Since Ashton had stayed awake all night,constantly checking if Michael was still breathing it was no surprise when Michael woke up way before ashton the next day. Another reason for his early awakening being that he fell asleep at around six PM.

Michael did not have the patience to wait for Ashton to wake up so he snuck out of the drummer's bonecrushing embrace and walked downstairs into the livingroom to watch some netflix before the others woke up.

But apparently he wasn't the first one up...or the second one. When Michael moved into the living room he discovered two half naked bodies heavily grinding on each other while their lips were connected in a passionate makeout. Michael's whole body flushed as he tried to quietly back away from the scene happening in the living room.

Embarrassingly for Michael he failed,big. He happened to knock some kind of decorative vase over which overpowered the only other noise in the house being quiet moans and heavy breathing.

The two figures jumped apart at the noise,Calum ending up on the floor next to the sofa where a very confused and startled Luke laid. Michael tried to explain himself but after the very steamy conversations Michael seemed to lose his ability to talk and was now just opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water.

Calum was in no better state than Michael and if he wasn't so tan then a blush would be extremely prominent on his sharp cheekbones. Luke seemed to get out of his daze first and offered Calum a hand to drag him up and put him on the couch. After he handled Calum Luke slowly made his way over to the gaping band mate by the door frame leading into the livingroom.

"Michael, why don't you take a seat next to Calum on the couch and we can talk about what you just witnessed." Michael didn't really respond so Luke just took his hand and led him over to the couch as well.

While Luke took a moment to figure out how to start the awkward conversation Ashton came storming down the stairs in nothing but boxers. he reached the living room and let out a sigh of relief. "Oh thank god. I heard a crash and then Michael wasn't there, I thought somebody died" Ashton basically panted out. The drummer took a look around the room and questioned the awkward vibe surrounding the room.

"What happened in here?"