Michael Clifford Imagines

pinning him down to give him kisses (requested)

"I'm so happy that you're here," Michael smiled as he carried you through the hotel room door, slamming it behind him with his foot.

He was so excited to see you again. You could hear his heart pounding in his chest as you laid your ear against it.

Your visit to see him on the tour the boys are on wasn't a surprise. It's been planned out for the last few days. But it feels so surreal for him to finally be able to hold onto you and give you all the kisses he pleases after spending several weeks only being able to see you through the screen of his phone.

He dropped you onto the hotel bed. You grinned as he hovered over you, his fingers instantly wrapping around yours as his eyes lit up.

"What do you want to do first?" He asked. "Anything is fine with me. It's getting a little late but we can go get some dinner or go sightseeing if you'd like."

"Okay. In a few. First, there's something else I want to do."

He nodded, his starry eyes staring right into yours.

Suddenly, you were rolling over to make him fall onto the bed.

"What are you doing?" He laughed before you pinned his hands to the bed with your own and then began to pepper his entire face with kisses.

His heart was so full of love and so happy he felt like it might just burst right from his chest. He moved his fingers a little against yours, but not to get out of your grip, rather to just wrap them around your own.

You let him as you trailed your lips to his. You kissed the corners of his lips before pecking them softly. He closed his eyes, expecting something more, something longer than just a simple peck. But you took him by surprise again and trailed them to his neck and his chest, pushing down his hoodie a little so you could leave soft little kisses on the skin you could access.

You stopped and pushed your forehead onto his.

"You're just the cutest." He smiled. "Now give me a real kiss."

"Happily." You said and pushed your lips onto his.

He hummed against your lips, melting into the sweet kiss and the way your lips tasted.

But you pulled away again, wanting to continue to shower him with kisses and hear that laugh fall from his lips; the one you adore and the one you've been desperate to hear in person again instead of just your phone.

"I love you." You said as you kissed his cheek.

"I love you more, y/n; so very much."