Michael was the heartthrob of Camp Jupiter. He had every girl wrapped around his finger, likely due to his charmspeak. Well, except you. For some reason, his charmspeak didn’t work on you. It frustrated him. He had tried everything. Love potions, charmspeak, spells, he just couldn’t get through to you.

But, he wasn’t one to give in. Ever.

So, he decided to do it the old fashioned way, and try and ‘sweep you off your feet’. Well, how that would go, he didn’t know.

One day, you were training, and he snuck up behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“Hey, cutie. Need help over here?”

Michael says with a smirk, rubbing his hands fondly against your hips.