“So, what are we eating tonight?”, Mikey yelled from the living room.

“I don’t know, you wanna order something?”, I came into the living room with my phone in hand.

“Well, since mom is not gonna return till morning from her night shift, why not…order Chinese, pleeeeeeeease”, he put his best puppy pleading eyes. It was adorable and I couldn’t resist it.

“Oh Mikey, what am I gonna do with you when you get fat, huh? With all that greasy food…”, I joked.

Mikey crawled to the nearest end of the coach and helped himself to get on his knees by clutching my shirt with his delicate long fingers. He was then almost as tall as me, since I was standing and he was on his knees on the couch. He looked me in the eyes while getting closer and closer to my face slowly till our noses were brushing and said, “Aw, but you know you’ll like me even if I look like a whale”. He then kissed me quickly on the cheek, smiling and sat back down to watch the shitty comedy he was watching before.

“Tease”, I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

“Oh, did you want a real kiss? Well, you’ll have to apologize for calling me fat and, I tell you, you’ll have to try really hard”, he winked playfully.

“Ooooh, so you wanna play? Okay then”, I said calmly before climbing on top of him and starting tickling him in the spots I knew he was the most ticklish. He was screaming and laughing and trying to breathe but I wasn’t stopping.

“What are you- oh my- GERAAARD- sTAHP- I- Ì give-UUUP”, he screamed between hysterical laugher.

“Oh really? Well, you’ll have to try really hard”, I imitated him, winking.

“But- OH NO-STOP-IT- FIINEEEE”, he yelled laughing and when my tickling ceased, he shifted a little under my weight so he was able to kiss me. And he did, he kissed me with his perfect lips. It was amazing, the feeling of his lips on mine and his body against mine. I almost thought it was just a dream but then he parted my still dry lips with his fucking tongue. I’ve never French kissed him, oh my god.

I was not responding for a couple of seconds that felt like eternity but then I realized what was going on and I responded with as much passion as him. He was being dominant and I just really liked that, I let him lead this. The next moment I knew, he somehow managed to roll us over so I was sitting on the coach, with my hands still on his waist and him on top of me, exploring my mouth with his tongue, dancing with my tongue. He gripped my shirt so tight, I thought he was going to fucking rip it, he was so close to me, all of him, I could feel the warmth radiating from his body and I could smell his sweet scent lingering on his flawless skin.

He started kissing me, so it was only fair for him to break the kiss, and he did. I was kind of disappointed and it was probably obvious because he smiled at me and kissed me one more time before sitting next to me and snuggling in my chest, while we ordered Chinese food. Ah, life was perfect. For now.

Notes

Here, have some fluff! This is probably the shortest chapter so far, but it's my personal favourite~
Don't get used to fluff and perfection, though. Things are about to get a little rough. xd
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