you were deathly afraid of storms ever since you were a child. Rain you could deal with, it was kinda relaxing, but the moment the first crack of thunder rang, the fun was all over

Mikey was in his room, painting, unbothered by the thunder, lightning, and rain, you didn’t know how he did it

you stood outside his room, contemplating going in and asking for comfort with your fear. Everyone else was asleep, he was all you had