Last night had been a blur --- after downing several shots at a house party, Michael was completely busted... which led to you having to bring him to his own house, but unfortunately you had slept over as well since it was far too late.

And no, nothing happened between you two.

Michael was curled up in his bed, holding you in his arms as both of you were practically cuddling. Honestly, it was cute --- he rarely let his guard down around you. He was having a peaceful sleep with you, until the door slammed open.

He looked up reluctantly, his eyebrows furrowing together into a scowl as he saw his annoying little sister, Elizabeth. His head was pounding from the hangover.

"Wake up, Mikey! The sun is up!" Elizabeth giggled, her curly hair bouncing with every jump she made; until she spotted you and her grin widened even more. "Ooo, you're with a girl~"

Michael shot his sister a glare, not wanting her loud ass voice to wake you up. He was sure that you would've been exhausted too. "The fuck you want me to do when the sun is up? Photosynthesis? Get out, Liz," he spat, watching his sister run out of the room.