Hello (Micah Bell x Reader)

Boy troubles

I woke up with an aching feeling in my limbs. I groan as I sit up, walking out of my tent. I notice that I am the only one awake, well until I see Dutch sitting  on a log watching the crackling flames.

"Hey Dutch, how are you?" I murmur, sitting next to him. Dutch just shrugs kicking a stick into the fire.

"Y/n, do you like me?" He murmured turning and looking into my e/c.

"Of course, Dutch. Your a good friend." I smile, but I notice him flinch and look down. 'Did I say something wrong?'

"Do you like Micah?" He growled out clenching his fist. I blush and fidget with my belt.

"Dutch, what's going on?" I whisper placing my hand on his shoulder. He just sits there for a moment until he turned towards and grabbed the back of my head slamming his lips onto mine, my eyes widen.

I push on his chest pushing him away. "Dutch... I can't.." I whimper out, looking down at the dirt.

"Why not? There's nothing holding us back, we both are single and have some chemistry. why do you push it away Y/n?"

"What about Micah, I know he likes me too.."

Dutch growled at the mans name. "Your gonna have to choose, and I am getting tired of waiting. If I have to pound the fuckers face in to win you over, I will. I mean it, I will kill that bastard without a second thought if you ordered me to, I am crazy about y/n cant you see that. Can't you see that I have fallen hard for you.." He whispered, grabbing my hips and resting his forehead against mine.

"Dutch, give me time... I do not know what my heart wants right now.." I sigh, standing up walking away. I don't know what to feel right now...

"Morning sweetheart, come here for a sec." Micah called out from his tent, I sigh and walk over and enter his tent. I was surprised to see the man shirtless and pulling up his jeans, this caused a strong blush to form onto my face and ears.

"Mornin'" I murmur hiding my face, Micah just walks over and pulls my hands away from my face.

"Cute, glad Im able to fluster you girly." He chuckled while caressing my cheek. I blush but can't hold back my smile anymore, I already know who I want and it's sadly not Dutch. I like Dutch, but he doesn't make me feel this way, the way Micah makes me feel.

"Micah." I murmur my blush turning a brighter red, I slowly reach out touch his cheek with my finger tips. His face faulter's for a minute, unsure what's happening. I can tell he is not use to this feeling, to feeling loved.

I stand on my tip toes and gently press my lips against Micah's, when I pull away he is wide eyed but then he yanks me forward and slams his lips against mine. I could feel he was starved of a woman's touch, starved of being loved. I wrap my arms around his neck and deepen the kiss, he licks my bottom lip asking for entrance and I gladly let him in.

His grip on my hip and hair gets tighter, he keeps pulling me closer trying to close the non-existant space between us. I could tell he was hungry for more, that he wanted so much more.

"y/n, god I love you." He murmured while peppering my neck with kisses. I blush to those words but smile, I was happy to learn how he feels about me.

"I love you too Micah." I murmur grabbing his shirt collar and leading him to bed, I plan to show him how much I love him.