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Blind Michael AU

Blind Michael AU

Ten months ago I met my boyfriend, Michael Clifford. Michael is the most amazing boyfriend, he knows what to say when I’m upset, he tells the best jokes, he is the best at cuddling, not to mention he is great in bed. For the most part you wouldn’t even know he was blind. I mean no one expects a guitarist from a famous band to be blind, but he was.  I never planned to ask how it happened but sometimes my curiosity gets the better of me and one night I asked him. He told me it was a hereditary disease that started taking his sight before he even appreciated it and he was completely blind by the time he was 6, then he had to relearn so many things, how to read, how to be get from one place to another, everything that other people take for granted, he had to learn all over again.  But none of that mattered to Michael now, he is a good sport about it, tells blind jokes and everything. He does have his days though, the ones where he just wants to walk himself right off the edge of a cliff. Today was one of those days. Michael had been up in or bedroom sulking all day. I walked into the room half expecting him to be up and dress already over whatever had made him down, though that is not what I found. I walked into our bedroom to find my blonde haired sweetheart burrowed under the covers doing what I only could assume was crying, as I heard the slight whimpers escape into the empty room.  

"Hey Mikey, is there anything I can do for you? Do you want me to have your mom come over? The boys? do you want me to make you something to eat? I could go make you a ham and cheese sandwich and try out that new audio game I picked up the other day, the guy at the store said it is supposed to be ten times as fun as the other one we have." 

"No I’m fine just leave me alone." 

"I am not going to leave you alone. I’m worried about you Michael, it’s not often you are upset but when you are all I want to do is cry because I have no idea how to help you. Please tell me how to help you, or at least what is bothering you." 

"I’m upset because I can’t see, I know what it is like to see and I can’t do it. I remember some images from when I was a kid but those pictures are constantly fading like a chair left in the sun to long. The colors fade in and out of my memory, I can hardly remember what the color green looks like anymore, I lost some images a long time ago, flowers, the paintings in my parents living room, the family photos that my mom used to take. Those are all things that I have forgotten what they look like and that pains me. What kills me are the things I will never get the chance to forget how they look, our home, our children, graduations, birthdays, weddings, my best friends, you. I will never be able to see any of that and that kills me inside." 

"Well Micheal, I can’t bring your memories back and I can’t bring your sight back but what I can do is promise that no matter what, whether it’s describing how something looks or helping you find your way around, or dying your hair, or even just cuddling up next to you so you know you aren’t alone, I will do anything for you. I am so agonizingly in love with you that even if you were not blind and could see how hideous I was and didn’t want to be with me anymore, I would stalk the hell out of you. But since I don’t see that happening anytime soon I am going to go downstairs, make you a sandwich, and by the time I get back up here you better be out of bed and ready to go play a gosh darn video game with me. Now am I clear Clifford? 

"Chrystal." I got off the bed and turned to walk out the door. "Hey Y/N?” 

"Yes love?" 

"I love you to the moon and back." 

"I love you twice that."