A Date With Micheal

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Y/n POV

I woke up on the couch in Micheals living room.

I felt along my body to realize I was wearing what Billy had given me.

At my feet my puppy laid, curled up in a fluffy ball. I gave it a light pet, not wanting to wake it up.

As I looked up and around the room a sudden burning smell filled my nose.

I held my nose, disgusted with the smell but jumped in worry as I thought 'Could Micheals house be burning down?'

I left my puppy to sleep and followed the smell into the kitchen-

"Micheal! What're you doing?" I asked with a cough as I ran up to him.

He jumped at the sound of my voice, looking incredibly nervous as he tried not to make eye contact with me.

Once I got up to him I saw that he was holding a handle on the stove. Even just the handle looked to be burning, though Micheal kept his hand on it.

"Micheal stop!" I said, looking up to him in worry.

He continued to look down at the pan, his hands shaking.

He lets go of the pan and wacks it off the stove, the overly burnt food he attempted to make and the burnt to a crisp pan he destroyed, clattering on the floor.

He holds his forehead in his hands as he supports himself up by placing his elbows on the hot stove, which made me nervous but he doesn't seem to mind it.

Under his breath I hear him curse to himself in frustration.

"Micheal please." I say as I tug lightly at his arm, wanting him to stop.

He took a deep breath and lowered his hands, his head turning to look at me.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make you something-"

"But I'm a fucking failure." He says angrily with gritted teeth as he looks down again.

I first lift one hand, caressing his cheek as I look up into his eyes.

He continues to look down in hate, my action not changing a thing.

I lift my other hand, taking his other cheek in my hand.

I turn his face to look at me, pulling him down a little so he was close to my height.

"Listen to me, you're no failure at all, you tried your best and that's what matters. Plus I would love to help you." I explain to him, making him lightly smile.

He takes a deep breath.

"Okay Y/n I understand." He says as his smile becomes bigger.

"Good." I say satisfied with a smile as I let go of his cheeks.

He stands up back at his normal height, observing the stove.

"But it was supposed to be a surprise-"

"Hey! No more complaints! I'm helping now!" I demand.

I grabbed his cheeks again and I pull him down to my height, making him stumble and let out a small chuckle.

"What're you doing?" He chuckles.

"This-" I say with a smirk.

I pull him in for a quick kiss, our lips barely touching.

As much as I wanted to taste him, I still wanted to tease him a little.

He looks down at me with raised eyebrows and a light smirk as he realized what I had done.

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