Imagine Michael throwing rocks at your window at midnight. You and Michael had a weird friendship, you'd never speak in the morning but once midnight hit, you guys were the best of friends, you weren't complaining. You loved when he'd throw rocks at your window, meaning he was ready to walk to your guys usual spot In the woods on a huge rock you both had found walking aimlessly one day. You were sat at your desk in your room drawing when you heard the little Hits of the pebbles hitting your window, you dropped everything with a huge smile on your face and went to look out the windows, your smile dropped when you saw Michael had a busted lip and a swollen eye. " Oh my fucking god Mikey what happened" you yelled from the window. " just got into a little fight is all" he said calmly. " Little my ass, come in the house" you said to him, you made way to open the door quickly due to your parent sleeping, good thing they were heavy sleepers. As you opened the door , Michael was already standing there, his face looked worse up front. You grabbed his face gently to insepect it more, " My god, come on I'll clean you up and you better tell me what happened". You grabbed his hand and pulled him into the house, you tightened the grip not wanting to let go of him, you were so upset at how he looked. Michael had a sad look on his face, upset with himself that he made you upset. Once you reached your room, you still hadn't spoken to him. You made way to your bathroom to wet a towel so you could clean his face. He sat there thinking of ways to make it up to you but the best he could think of was one of his famous hugs you loved so much. So when you returned back infront of him he grabbed your hand and pulled you into him making him fall back on the bed so you laid on top of him. You stuck your head into the crook of his neck, enjoying his warmth and soothing back rub he was giving you. " whyd you get into a fight" you asked, regardless of it being muffled he still understood you. You felt him exhale, hesitant to answer you but he did anyways " I fought because a guy was going around telling people he had slept with you on the date you went on" you could hear the anger in his voice as he reminisced the moment. You knew exactly who he was talking about, Jackson, a somewhat popular kid in your biology class, you had finally gone on a date with him after his countless asking. To say you regretted your decision of going was an understatement, he wouldn't stop flirting with the waitress and was just overall rude so you told him never again. You looked at Michael with soft eyes , but confused as to why he protected you, you guys never socialized in school or in the public eye. He noticed the confusion on your face, " just because we don't speak in person doesn't me I'm not going to protect you at all, I care about you (y/n), you're the most important person to me" he said with sincerity in his voice, and you knew he was telling the truth because when he lies he has a tendency to bite his lip. Without a word you hugged him, even though it pushed him back on the bed and your were hugging him while he was laying down he instantly wrapped his arms around you. After a few moments you heard him whisper " I love you, I love you so much, I'd go to the ends of the earth for you, I hated how he was speaking about you because he didn't deserve to speak about you no one does, you're too precious for your own good, meeting you was like hitting an important milestone, you made my life so much better , I don't know what I'd do without you." Once he was done you kissed him, tears going down your face, you pulled back lightly smiling, " I love you too Clifford".
