RoadTrip oneshots

Mack- Snowstorm

Jack's POV

It's 3:30pm and I am going to Mikey's house, my boyfriend, I had just checked the weather and their was to be a snowstorm. I had to be at Mikey's at 4pm, to study for exams, so I decided to leave now.

School exams are very important to me and Mikey was going to help me revise over our books. I got to Mikey's at 3:50pm. I went into his house and made my way to his room. I went into his room to see my precious angel cuddled up in a ball, on top of his quilt. I put my bag down at the door and quietly closed the door. I made my way over to him and later down behind him. He didn't flinch so I laid my head on the pillow and slowly drifted off to sleep.

*2 hours later*

I woke up and looked at my phone.6pm. OMG. We didn't revise. I saw Mikey waking up so started pressing feather light kisses along his shoulders. He turned around and saw me. He mumbled something along the lines of 'Hi baby.'

'Gorgeous!' I said, tapping Mikey's shoulders, as he was falling back asleep. This time he actually woke up and asked me if I wanted a drink. 'Hot chocolate?' I questioned. 'Anything for you gorgeous,' he said, as he kissed my head.

As he left the room, I stood up and walked over to Mikey's window seat. I say down on it and looked outside. It was snowing. Really heavily. I won't be able to get home.

Mikey came upstairs with two hot chocolates and he set them on his dressing table. He came over to me and sat beside me. You can't go home in that gorgeous,' Mikey said softly. I hummed in response and put my back against his chest.

As it got later, I just laid in Mikey's embrace. Watching the sky change colour, the stars coming out and the moon shining through. Eventually, Mikey whispered in my ear, 'It's getting late, time to change for bed.' I told him I had nothing to change into. He pecked my lips and went over to his wardrobe, he grabbed my favourite hoodie of his and gave it to me.

I changed into it and my boxers and climbed into Mikey's bed. He crawled in after me and I cuddled up to him saying my last sentence of the night before I fell asleep, ' I love you baby, maybe we will have a white Christmas this year.'

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