Plot: you're sick and Michael helps you
Imagine: You laid in bed scrolling through tumblr when Michael came into your room “I brought movies” he basically yelled “you’re so lame” you said jokingly he gasped “Y/N that really hurt” he dramatically put his hand on his heart. He put a movie in and laid beside you and got as close as he could “you’re going to get sick” “no I won’t I’m to punk rock to get sick” you rolled your eyes and cuddled with him. “Oh now I’m not lame anymore huh?” You giggled “I guess not.” You woke up the next day to Michael sick and rolled your eyes “now you get to take care of me” he smirked.
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