Stay Together For The Kids - Michael Clifford Fanfiction

Mornings.

The sun feels like it is screaming at me to wake up. But I have no intention to. My head is pounding and I'm worried if I open my eyes I'll lose my corneas.

I go to roll over, away from the sun, but instead I hit something solid during my turn.

Confused, I blink my eyes open, and see a very asleep (and very naked) Michael lying next to me.

Remembering last night, and everything that happened, I expect myself to feel guilty. I surprise myself when I smile.

I slowly move myself closer to him, careful not to wake him. I pull the blanket up carefully, resting it over him so he's not so exposed.

I can't help but chuckle when I look at him sleeping. His mouth is gaping open, dribble drowning the pillow. So attractive. I'm reminded how much he looks like our daughter.

Remembering how I probably should be home with her now, I look around the room in search of a clock. My eyes find a small alarm clock tucked in the corner of a bed side table.

The old alarm clock blinks the red numbers at me and I know I need to get up.

I silently try to roll out of the bed, and start huddling up my clothes that had been abandoned across the room.

Wow, we really did leave a mess last night.

I have managed to get my underwear and shirt on, but jeans are a lot more difficult. I try to quietly jump in my jeans, doing a little dance to try and squeeze them on.

I'm trying so hard to be quiet, and so, of course, I knock over a glass.

Michael groans as the glass smashes on the ground.

"Come back to bed." He murmurs, not opening his eyes.

I chuckle, walking over to the bed, and sitting down on the edge.

Michael slowly open his eyes, smiling as he wakes up.

"Morning." He laughs, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

I lean down to kiss him, but before I can reach him, Michael throws me down on the bed.

"Michael!" I laugh, trying to pull myself back up, while Michael climbs over me to stop me from getting up.

"I have to go home!" I say, trying to push him off me.

He ignores me, and leans down, pushing his full weight into me. His lips collide with mine, and I take in his full kiss.

I take my guard down, lifting my hands to run through his hair, and let him sink into me. Much to my reluctance, Michael pulls away. I open my eyes and see a giddy grin on his face.

"I have to go home." I repeat, but softer. I don't really want to go home. But I know I have too.

Michael looks away from me, but is still hovering just over me.

"Do you think I could come see her today?" I know what he means by 'her', and I hesitate. He looks pained when he asks me, and it almost breaks me.

I bite my lip, stewing on his question.

"Michael," I start slowly, "I don't think we should change things with the custody. There's a lot I can't forgive just yet." I tell him. I don't want to hurt him, but it's the truth.

Michael looks back to me, and I feel terrible. I want him to be a father. But I can't let him into Ruby's life just yet. Not when there was so many things we had to figure out.

Finally, Michael nods. "I know. That's why I'm going to prove this to you. Ok?" He looks almost determined, and a shining ray of hope flickers through me.