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⬩summary Β» you take michael to have his wisdom teeth removed and take care of him while heβs missing you.
⬩a/n Β» this was requested! it was really fun to write this so iβm expecting to finish it with a second chapter sometime , thank uu βΉπΉ
you were trying your best to calm him down but you could tell michael was having a very difficult time. his jaw was swollen and cheeks were flushed from the swelling due to the procedure.
βmikey, please just sit down for a minuteβ¦β you tried to reason with him but the anesthesia was still coursing his system and making him a little delirious. he was certain he didnβt know you and he had to find out where his girlfriend had gone off to, he could have sworn heβd just seen herβ¦
βnuh-uh,β he mumbled with a mouthful of gauze. βi gotta find my baby.β you found yourself doing a light jog around the house just from trying to catch up with him. has he always been this fastβ¦?
βmikey, the doctor said you have to rest and ice your face every two hoursβ¦β he disappears down the hallway, turning the corner into the bathroom. shortly after the light flicks on, you hear silence followed by a soft gasp. βmikeyβ¦?β
you travel down to the bathroom, peeking your head in the door. you see michael, looking in the mirror intently as he studies his reflection with confusion. you see him poking at the blood-stained gauze slipping out of his mouth before he spots you. his eyes widen and he slaps a hand over his lips before turning to face you.
βplease donβt lookβ¦!β worry paints his face as he mumbles incoherently, words slurred from the anesthesia and muffled from the cotton. ββm fineβ¦ just donβt lookβ¦β
βis it the gauze, michael? let me see so i can help.β he dodged your approach immediately, still covering his mouth. βmichael,β you demanded softly. βlet me see it.β he shook his head and tried to use his other hand to keep you away but his movements were too uncoordinated.
you were able to get close enough to help him rebalance before falling over. he gripped your shoulder to hold himself upright as his big doe-like eyes scanned your face. he felt his face get warm from the sudden physical contact and close proximity.
βmove your hand so i can see. iβm trying to help.β he finally removed his hand slowly to reveal the pinkish cotton gauze sitting between his lips. you gently pulled it out and michael was absolutely mortified.
βis that my tongue?!β he exclaimed with a lisp. tears began to fill his eyes as he panicked. βmy tongue fell outβ¦β his bottom lip quivered with genuine distress as the tears fell dramatically.
βno, michael, itβs the gauze the doctor put in for the blood.β he continued to cry, not hearing a word you were saying. he sniffled and hiccuped at the thought of something so embarrassing happening in front of this pretty girl he canβt recall ever meeting.
βmikey, look.β you turned him to face the mirror again, gently squeezing his jaw to coax it open. βsee that right there? your tongue is still there.β he tried to blink the thick tears away to be able to see inside his swollen mouth.
βmy tongueβ¦?β he leaned forward, opening his mouth a little wider and poking his tongue to make sure it was still there and alive.
βyes thatβs your tongue, baby.β his eyebrows shot up immediately. he looked at you through the glass, tears drying on his cheeks and face twisted in annoyed confusion.
βbaby?! iβm not your babyβ¦β he shuffled away from you, letting your hands drop back to your sides. βmy girl would not be happy if she knew you were here.β
all you could do was laugh softly. βmikey, i am your girlfriend.β he fell silent but he thought hard.
he raised a hand to wipe his damp cheeks before staring at you intensely. βyou? youβre my girlfriendβ¦?β he sounded surprised, like it was unbelievable.
βyes, angel. itβs me. i took you to the doctor this morninβ.β you toss the gauze you extracted from his mouth in the trash and held out a hand for him to take. he slowly slipped his hand in yours, still very uncertain. you switched the light off and slowly led him to the living room.
michael was still silent, still deep in thought. he let you lead him to the couch and he didnβt flinch when you sat a little too close to him. instead he just looked over at you with the same confused look.
βwhat? what is it?β you asked, curious as to what could possibly be going on in his head at the moment. you watched as his eyes trailed all over your face, maybe finally putting the pieces together.
βyouβre real prettyβ¦β he managed to say softly. his eyes sparkled in the early afternoon sunlight that peeked through the windows. βmy girlfriendβ¦?β you nodded your head reassuringly. his eyes dropped from your face, silently appreciating your outfit and the way you sat so comfortably beside him.
βwhatcha thinkinβ bout, handsome?β his gaze snapped back to yours at the sound of your voice.
ββ¦ i canβt tell yaβ¦β his voice was so quiet; he seemed shy suddenly.
βyou can tell me anything, angel.β he pouted softly, his swollen, gauze-stuffed cheeks making him look more adorable than usual.
he couldnβt look at you anymore. he focused on the floor and the magazines spread across the coffee table as he felt a little shameful about his thoughts. βmy girl is real sexyβ¦β he admitted quietly. βsheβs got real pretty legsβ¦ and nice lipsβ¦β
βdoes she nowβ¦β you could tell heβd probably already forgotten what you told him, so you just decided to entertain him. βwhat else?β
βshe donβt let me see her changeβ¦ says it makes βer nervous. i saw her one timeβ¦ but it was an accident!β your blood ran cold at the confession. he saw you change? whenβ¦?
βshe left the door openβ¦ she put on this real cute skirtβpink. βs her favorite color. i know i shouldnβt have stayed, but the way she shimmied into itβ¦β michael shut his eyes and leaned his head against the back of the couch as he recalled the memory. βshe wore my favorite panties i got herβ¦β
his favoriteβ¦ the pink and white polka dot panties with a pink bow on the front heβd bought you last month. you wore those today, along with the soft pink skirt you picked out this morning. michael watched you dressβ¦ this morningβ¦? you tried to stay calm but you couldnβt help the nerves you felt from having him see you like that for the first time, but you also couldnβt help the warm feeling pooling in your belly at the thought of him seeing you that way and silently appreciating you from afar.
βplease donβt tell herβ¦ i donβt want her to be mad at meβ¦ i really didnβt mean toβ¦β the silence that followed rang in your ears. you werenβt mad at him; you couldnβt get mad at him.
βi donβt think sheβll be madβ¦β if anything, the initial shock was turning into something warmer under your skin.
βi donβt keep secrets, but i canβt tell her what i really think about sometimeβ¦β his head rolled heavily to the side as he relaxed even more.
βyou can tell meβ¦ if you wantβ¦β you knew it was probably wrong to encourage his loose lips while heβs in this state, but you just really wanted to knowβ¦
βsheβd think iβm dirtyβ¦ i canβt control itβ¦ sheβll bend over, wearing that pretty skirt and tiny topβ¦ i look sometime but i donβt think she noticesβ¦β but oh do you notice. he couldnβt be more obvious even if he tried. βshe lets me touch her a little when we kiss, βs the best thing everβ¦ love when she let me touch thereβ¦β
you felt yourself blushing a little at his descriptionsβhe felt so strongly about you and it made you feel so special. a few moments of more silence passes before you hear michaelβs soft and steady breathing. heβd fallen asleep that fast. you let out a breath you didnβt know you were holding. he really thinks this way about you? maybe you should keep it to yourself. or tease him a little when he wakes up.
you gently nudge his arm a few times to wake him up. βmikeyβ¦ come on, letβs go to bed.β you stood up from the couch, your hand in his. you continued to gently wake him so he could at least walk to the room. he was so groggy and still uncoordinated so he leaned heavily against you as you led the way.
he plopped heavily on the bed, not caring about where he landed. he sprawled out against the covers and let out weighted sigh.
βangel, you donβt wanna get comfortable?β you asked. he shook his head and mumbled something incoherently and immediately drifted off back to sleep.
he looked so cute and peaceful, you decided to leave him alone just like that. now you have to decide if you can keep a secret or not.