You had recently met Michael, and right now on a date. He walked you home after going to the cinema before it began to rain

Michael instantly felt it, paranoid as he rapidly looked everywhere for shelter. ‘Shit..’ he quickly rushed under a tree but by the time he was able to there was foundation dripping from his arms, hidden tattoos revealing themselves

Tears well in his eyes, scared to look up at you, thinking you probably hate him

“Its not what it looks like I swear- please listen..”