Michael Clifford Imagines

you want his attention

It's his day off yet he's still working hard.

He was jotting down lyrics that came to his mind, humming a soft melody under his breath. You sat back on the bed, watching his focus only be directed towards the lyrics on the paper.

You understand he's a busy guy. His job and schedule are more hectic than you could ever fully grasp, even though you've been by his side for the last year. But it's his day off and not only do you want his attention but you also want him to relax. You want him to not feel pressured for one day. He deserves it.

"Mikey" You moved your hand along his back, the fabric of his black sweatshirt under your fingertips. "Baby?" You whined, catching his attention. "Yes?" He hummed, still moving the pen across the paper. "Take a break. It's your day off, you deserve to relax."

He craned his neck as you rubbed his shoulders. "I know, baby. But I really should get something done. Just give me like fifteen more minutes."

You'd already given him two hours.

An idea came to your mind. There was one way to get his attention. You kissed his neck softly, hearing the soft breath fall from his lips in response. "But, baby. We can do anything you want. We could order some takeout,"

You paused and started to trail your lips across his skin. "Watch some Netflix," Your lips moved to his jaw and the pen fell right out of his hands. "Y-Y/n? What are you doing?" He asked but you could see the smile tugging at his lips.

"Paying attention to my boyfriend, which is kinda the opposite of what he's doing to me." He threw his head back with a sigh and looked back up at you. You went to kiss his neck again but he moved so your lips could touch his instead. "I'm sorry, baby. I just get so caught up sometimes. But I'm all yours, alright? It is my day off and I wanna spend time with my girl."

He pulled you beside him and when he went to kiss you, you took him by surprise by laying the remote against his chest. "So... Netlfix?" He took the remote and threw it on the table. "Nope. I'd rather kiss you instead," he muttered before gluing his lips back to yours.