So like... drunk Mike time?
but of course! we gotta have a drunk mikey!😊 he’s super soft here omg i’m not sorry____
“Kitty!” Michael shouts as he bursts through the front door.
You jolt awake at the loud noise having fallen asleep on the couch from waiting up for him to come home. He went out for a few drinks with the guys after a good studio session. You’re rubbing your eyes when he finds you on the couch and he’s quickly apologetic.
“Oh no, did I scare you?” he whispers crawling on top of you.
“Almost gave me a heart attack,” you sigh and he places his hands over your chest.
“I’m sorry kitty,” he keeps whispering, “I was excited to see you.”
“It’s okay,” you sigh again blinking your eyes awake. His bright green eyes are even brighter from the amount of alcohol he consumed. “How was your night?”
“Are you mad at me?” still whispering.
“Mikey, you can stop whispering, I’m awake,” you giggle ruffling his hair. “What’d you do tonight? You’re home earlier than I thought you’d be.”
“Just drank and laughed, then I saw your picture and I had to come home.”
“Why?” you smile slowly.
“Because your eyes are so pretty,” he sighs resting his cheek on his hand.
You like the weight of him on top of you, he’s warming you up in the best way.
“Your eyes are the prettiest,” you poke his nose and he blinks, going cross eyed. It makes you laugh and he grins drunkenly.
“No, you’re pretty, kitty. Hey! Pretty kitty, pretty kitty,” he mumbles and you laugh beneath him.
“Thank you,” you play with his cross earring.
“The song’s about you,” he informs tracing his finger on the zipper handle of your hoodie (it’s actually his). “Is this mine?”
“Mhm.”
“You’re prettier in my clothes, too kitty. The song is about your eyes, and your smile, and your laugh, and your eyes . . .” he lists off holding up a finger.
“My eyes twice?”
“Duh,” he scoffs playfully, “you have two. And your picture made me want to come home so now I’m home but I scared you but you aren’t mad at me so I’m okay.”
You love how he always rambles in run on sentences when he’s drunk. It’s so endearing and precious so you lean forward to kiss his nose then his lips softly.
“Oooh, what was that for?” he grins trying to wink but he blinks both eyes.
“You’re just too cute,” you giggle.
“No, no, you’re cute, kitty.”
The rest of the night is spent with a battle of who’s the cutest until he’s snoring softly on top of you. _____
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