Requested: LooveThatCronch
Prompt: N/a
Info: Musical: Be More Chill
Character: Michael Mell
Reader type: Goranski! Female
Prompt: "Ist this loser f*cking my baby sister?!"
Plot: The reader is the sister of the infamous Richard Goranski. Michael has a huge crush on her and Rich knows that and threatens him (Idk what). The reader secretly has a crush on Michael, too. Michael tells her and they start making out and Rich comes in and is all like "Is this loser f*cking my baby sister?!"
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"Hey (Y/n)?" Michael asks me, causing me to look up from my homework and swivel my chair.

"Hmm?" I ask, tilting my head slightly. I stretch and get up, flopping on my bed next to Michael.

"Can I tell you something?" He asks me, looking down at my tired body. Sitting up on my pillows, I smile.

"Of course. What's up?" I reply. "Everything ok?"

"Yea everything's fine I just wanted too- I don't know." He starts, cutting himself off and taking a deep breath. I tilt my head in worry and sit up all the way.

"Are you sure?" I ask him, worry clouding my voice. "Did something happen Mikey?? Please tell me I'm getting wor-"

"I like you." He cuts me off in a rush of words.

"-ried. Wait what?" I ask, my mind going blank.

"I like you. I like you ok..?" He sighs, looking away from me and pulling his legs towards his chest. "I've liked you for a long time but I haven't been able to get it off my chest. I'm sorry that its so random but-"

I interrupt him by placing my lips on his, stopping the jumbled words from flowing from his mouth. Our lips move in sync, up and down, up and down, in a repeated rhythm of hormones and love. I attempt to keep myself from running out of breath, but inevitably it happens and Im forced to break away from his soft lips. Breathing heavily, I cup his cheek lovingly and place my forehead on his.

"I'm guessing you like me too?" He chuckles breathlessly. "Or am i wrong."

"Good guess." I giggle and attempt to place my lips on his again, but the door suddenly slams open.

"What the fuCK IS GOING ON?"

"What the FUCK RICHARD!" I yell at my brother. "There's this thing called KNOCKING."

"Yea no shit!" He yells back. He scoff and walks out, mumbling to himself. "I can't believe my sister is fucking a loser."

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Can you tell I gave up lmao?

I do like this one tho-

~~Griffon~~