Can you make one where like Micky gets hurt and you've known him for a long time and he's always had a crush on you and when your patching him up, he won't stop squirming because he gets nervous around you?
“What?” You yell, cutting Micky off. He’d been calling you obnoxiously from the next room for the past five minutes.
“I think I sprained my ankle,” he said, hobbling into the living room and plopping down next to you on the couch, pouting. You frowned.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner you idiot hold on let me get-” You kept rambling while you ran around searching for an ice pack and a first aid kit.
“Hold still,” you murmured when you found the previously mentioned items and sat back down.
Of course, since Micky was Micky, he couldn’t stop squirming around for the life of him. You finally had to resort to keeping the ice pack on his ankle and waiting for him to get the jitters out of his system so you could wrap up his ankle.
“How’d you even sprain your ankle?” You ask after a few moments of awkward silence. He started fidgeting with his fingers.
“I, uh, well, um, shelfchairfellankle” was all you could make out from his answer.
“What? Quit fidgeting and tell me in English.”
He repeated the same gibberish.
“Why are you so nervous?” You asked, confused at the lack of confidence he was displaying that was so unusual, coming from Micky.
“Fine. You got me. I really like you, Y/N. A lot. And you make me so nervous… Which is why I can’t sit still.” Micky confessed, avoiding your eyes. You rolled your eyes, because even you knew about his crush on you.
So you grabbed his face and kissed him, which was completely natural because of course you liked him back.
He pulled away, a dazed look on his face.
“Wha-” he mumbled incoherently.
You noticed he wasn’t moving anymore and quickly wrapped up his ankle.
“There. All don-” You were interrupted by a pair of lips on yours.
You smiled; this relationship was going to whole new levels.
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