Michael x Jamie Oneshots

Cuddle Time

It was merely night with the darkness entering the half little room with a lamp on the side. The television blaring with comedy movies that I paid no attention to. My attention focused on my lover blabbering away about fantasy kingdoms. A large grin on his lips as he talked, and constantly pushing his hair behind his Ear. It was adorable, and it made him more stunning when he would flush over something he said, or when I touched him suddenly.

  "Just imagine, Michael. A world where you controlled everything, and everyone looked up to you," he sighed dramatically, rolling off my chest, and onto the mattress next to me. He threw an arm over his forehead, smiling like a dork, and his hair thrown around the pillow.

  "That would be a great place, honey, if you were a narcissistic asshole. You would be a magnificent kingdom if we ruled it together," I announced, stating true facts, and clicking my tongue.

  "Jesus, you don't even know how to dream. It was an imagination time, and you sucked at it," he exclaimed, laughing lightly. Unaware that I was glaring at him, he laughed it off.

  "Baby, I can't dream. When you die, you can't dream anymore, but I guess I have to take the fall for that," I chuckled. Ennard turned to me, his mouth open wide and his eyes glaring with disappointment.

   "Really? So you can't dream about me, and our kingdom named Minnard Land?" He cocked a brow at me. I nod, propping myself up with my arm, and staring at the television. It seemed that a new movie was on, and it was a romance. A guy and girl dating before, and he got crowned king. They were broken apart but she became a service lady for the castle.

  "Minnard Land?"

  "Yeah, Minnard Land. Elizabeth gave us a ship name combination our names together. We would rule the kingdom as lovers with it named after us, you dumbass. What's the point without naming it after you if you literally control it?"

  "I don't know. Why would you want to control a whole kingdom anyway?"

  "Ugh, stop being such a party pooper. No one wants that," he complained, shaking his head. Having the thought of running a whole palace and everyone inside it would drive me crazy. Too chaotic, and it would only have people judge me about the way I do it. I can say an obvious answer to the response.

  I ignore him complaining, focusing on the movie. She must really want a dick up her ass if she volunteered to clean a castle. Cleaning is such a time waster, she could do much better without that arsehole. He moved on and crushed her heart, it was a drama movie to say the least. And he moved on, forgetting the poor girl. I felt terrible, even if it was just a film.

  'How could you, George? I loved you, I still love you. But all you did for me was hurt me. You were crowned king, and you hurt me. I hope you're proud of yourself.' She walked off camera, the view focused on the 'king'. Tears streamed down his face, watching her back turn to him.

  "Karma's a bitch," I mumbled, amazed that she has the courage to do that. He treated her wrong, and she broke up with him. Now he feels her pain. Equality.

  Surprisingly, this was only fifteen minutes in, and the rest of the movie was about her finding another love. I read the description, wanting to know who she chose; a hot athlete or a stubborn king. Who would you choose?

  "Michaellllllllllllll."

  "Hmm?"

  "Pay attention to me. Don't even hope that's us someday," he pouted, crawling onto my abdomen, getting face to face with me.  Ennard's arms pinning me to the bed, and legs cradling my hips from moving. He knew I liked this position.

  "I wouldn't dream of it, sweetheart. I would never think about hurting you, or becoming a self-centered arsehole like him," I said, holding his waist and turning us on our sides. Our legs got entangled together. Our faces an inch apart.

  "You won't become like him?" He questioned, rubbing my chest with his hands. Ennard's hands traveled around my neck, running through my hair.

  "I won't. I will treasure you for the rest of my life, which happens to be forever," I acknowledge, running my hands along his tiny waist. I smile down at him, gazing into his eyes.

  "Glad to know." His eyes lower to my lips, as does mine, as well lean towards each other, hoping to connect our mouths. At first, the kiss was slow and passionate, transferring to a hot, Wanted kiss.

  Ennard basically panting for air as my hands held him tightly and lips kept his moving. Seeing as I can't breathe —I don't have lungs— there isn't a purpose for me to stop. Ennard needed to breathe and get oxygen inside his lungs. He pushed against my chest, trying to break from me. Once he managed, he panted.

  Saliva liberating from the corner of his lips and his face flushed a dark red. He wiped at his face.

  "Sorry, hun. I forgot," I chuckled nervously, rubbing his skin in a soothing manner. Ennard caught his breath, reconnecting our lips. He pushed me into the wall, climbing onto me, and forced his lips on mine.

  I smile into the kiss, my hands roaming his body before parting. I've found my safe place, right where I needed to be.

  "C-can you stay home from work tonight? For me?" He mumbled, avoiding eye contact. His body releases into mine, pressing them together closely.

  "You're such a devil."

  "That doesn't answer my question."

  "I don't know, darling. You know how it can be without two of us," I click my tongue, cracking a smile. I flip Us on our sides again, holding him closer to me. Ennard presses his forehead into my chest.

  "Please?"

  "Uhm, sure thing. Don't be sad."

  "I'm not."

  "You're adorable."

  "I'm not."

  "Mhm, sure," I hum, grabbing the remote and shutting the television off. Knowing the time, this was Ennard's normal sleep time, and hour before I left for work, but I guess I'm staying home tonight. If i could get to sleep quick enough, he wouldn't bother waking me.

  I shut the lamp off, the darkness surrounding us. Ennard curled into my chest, his breathing slowing. I smiled down at him, kissing his forehead.

  "I love you."

  "I love you too."

  We fell asleep, the movie that watched reciting through my mind. Thank God we weren't like that. I wouldnt know what I would do if Ennard left me for someone else.