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Can you stop? [Mike]

Y/N's POV:

I stared at my boyfriend, Mike as he sat on the floor.
"Can you stop?" I groan aloud, rolling onto my back on the bed.
"Stop what?" His voice rang out.
"Stooopp Mike!!!" I say again, staring at the ceiling.
"Stop what, Y/N?" He asked confused.
"Stop being so cute" I closed my eyes and furrowed my eyebrows.
I heard him chuckle, and then silence.

After a few seconds, I felt weight on top of me and I opened my eyes to see Mike straddling me and smiling down.
His beautiful, hazel eyes stared into mine.
"And why should I do that? Does it bother you?" He asked. 
I took in his appearance, no shirt and black,baggy shorts. His hair was blue and spiky.

"Yes! It bothers me!" I say.
"And how's that?" He smirks, leaning down, his face was an inch from mine.
"Because it does!" I say again, pushing him off me, he lays on his back and I sit on top of him with my hands on his chest. Mike laughs.
"I can't help if I'm cute" he says putting his hands in my thighs.
"I know, that's why I love you so much" I said.
Mike makes a shocked face then pushes me off him.
"You only love me for my looks?!" He asks, over-dramatically.
"No! No! I don't! I love you for more than your luxurious looks! I promise!" I plea in a fake tone.
"No! No you don't!" He pretends to cry.
"Yes I do! I love you! Your hair, your eyes, your phenomenal smile, your amazing, deep, intricate personality!"
"Really?" Mike gasped dramatically.
"Of course" I stroke his blue hair.

Suddenly, he turned around, looked into my eyes and we both broke into laughter at our little scene. He pulled me over and kissed my lips. And then I  rested on his warm, bare chest. He stroked my hair with one hand as the other arm wrapped around me protectively.
"You know I love you, yeah?" He asks, just above a whisper.
"Yeah, I know, I love you too" I say.

He turned on his side, so that my head was just below his and he wrapped both his arms around me. He planted little kisses on top of my head.
"Are you tired?" He asked.
"Yeah, you?" I asked.
I felt him nod. He slowly stroked my hair and hummed Numb until the both of us fell asleep.