+Know your place+ Michael Afton x Fem!reader

"Stay there, you're soaked and I don't want to mop the floor!" Y/n yelled as she searched for a towel and some clothes, taking an oversized hoodie she had with a pair of shorts from his father.

When she returned, Michael has been standing at the doorstep just like Y/n told him to. "Here, ill be waiting" Y/n said as she walked towards the kitchen to process what was going to happen while getting some snacks.

When Y/n turned to ask if Michael wad done, she looked at the doorway, seeing Michael. "I'm guessing you're done" Y/n said before mentally slapping herself, of course he was done: he was literally at the doorway. Michael simply nodded as he watched Y/n, making her feel a little self conscious. She grabbed the bowl of popcorn and drink as she signaled him to come with her to the couch.

"What do you want to watch?" Y/n asked, sitting down on the couch. She took the remote controller before scrolling through the possibilities. "I don't know, do you watch horror or something?" Michael said disinterested as he took a handful of popcorn from the bowl. "Uhh, nuh uh; we are going to watch 'finding Nemo'" Y/n insisted, which Michael just gave her a look of are-you-kidding-me.

"you literally asked me for a suggestion"
"I know"

"Then why bother asking at all?" Michael said frustratedly, leaning back at the couch annoyed by Y/n's response. "Because I wanted to be nice" She responded before shrugging, scrolling down before she saw the movie and clicked on it.

"How the fuck is that supposed to be nic-"

"Shut up, the movie's starting" Y/n hushed him, which ended up giving her a few mumbled curses as response.

As the Movie progressed, things had gotten more comfortable. But still, they sat at the opposite sides of the couch like evading the plague. Y/n couldn't help but glance a few times towards Michael, wanting to see if he enjoyed watching: which he seemed invested enough to be so. Y/n smiled to herself, finding herself to be good company after all; totally not noticing that she invited her arch-enemy in her house.

When the end credits rolled, she stretched her arms a bit before looking at Michael. "Enjoyed it?" She asked curiously, which he responded with a small nod while looking towards the opposite direction of her. She chuckled in response as she turned off the TV. "We should go to sleep, it's pretty late. We can have some breakfast before you go" I said, suggesting him to eat something before heading off tomorrow.

Michael nodded before turning, facing her. "Where do I sleep?" He asked, which she smiled at. "Couch" She responded with a amused look at her face. This time, which Michael did roll his eyes. "Should've seen it coming" He said before groaning and standing up to stretch. His shirt lifted up a little, as she dozed off to wonderland as she couldn't lie: Michael had a nice body build.

Michael noticed it, smirking at her as he made a cheesy remark about it: "Take a picture, it'll last longer". Y/n snapped out of her fantasy world before blushing out of embarrassment. "As if, who would want to hook up with you?" Y/n said defensively. She did not just stare at her arch-enemy and think he's hot, not today... or ever.

"I never said anything about hooking up, Y/n. But of course, who wouldn't want to be with me of all people" He said in a playful tone, which flustered her even deeper into a pit.

"Keep lying to yourself" She said before stomping off with the empty bowl that had been a bowl full of popcorn. Why couldn't she think of a better remark?

As Y/n placed the bowl in the sink, she gave herself some time to cool off; why was she getting flustered over him of all people?

After cooling off, she decided to go back to the living room to see a shirtless Michael. 'Okay I was NOT ready for that what the f-' Y/n said, stepping back to the kitchen without alarming Michael. "Who even sleeps with their shirt off?" She muttered to herself.

She slapped her cheeks a few times. "Get it together Y/n" She said before taking a deep breath and walking back to the living room. This time, Michael noticed her as he smiled. "Took you long enough, thought you'll never come out of the kitchen" he said while running his(now dry) hair. Y/n took her willpower to not look below his shoulder as she rolled her eyes. "Whatever, ill get you some pillows and a blanket" Y/n said before walking away.

Michael followed her, much to Y/n's liking. "Why are you following? I'm just getting you your pillows and blanket" Y/n asked, slightly annoyed. Michael shrugged, apparently no good reason at all. Y/n sighed as she walked into the spare room with blankets and pillows.

"Choose whichever you want" Y/n said, not bothering to choose for him. Michael did as he also purposely threw a pillow in Y/n's direction, a small 'oof' escaped her mouth when it landed on her face. Michael snickered in response, before getting smacked by the pillow.

This went on into a pillow fight before lying down on the ground laughing. When the laughter died down, the air around the two became more lively as they began talking about themselves. It became more clear for Y/n about Michael about why his father was not always being there and would be shoving the responsibilities of Eli and Evan to him, which she couldn't help but feel guilty.

After a while, the clock struck 1 and the two began to get more tired ad they called it a day and Y/n almost falling asleep twice at the couch.

They wished each other goodnight as Y/n walked up to her room, one sentence floating around her mind when she got in bed and dozed off.

'What is wrong with me?'

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MY INSPIRATION GOES BRRRRRRRR

IM SORRY IF THIS CHAPTER IS A BIT DRY; THE MOTIVATION ON THIS CHAPTER JUST STRAIGHT UP LEFT MY BODY T-T

I'm hoping on a bit more of a smoother sail with the two bonds to make things a little more civil yk.

I hope your still enjoying this as always and I'm hoping to see you in the next chapter ^_^!!

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