You're it for me
Request: you and Michael have been dating a bit and he wants to
meet your parents but you’re scared bc they’re strict when it comes to
tattoos and stuff so you always avoid the subject until you
guys get into a little argument bc he thinks you aren’t
happy/confident in dating him
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“Where did you get this?” Michael asks, scrounging his nose up at the sweater you’re wearing.
“Don’t diss it,” you pout, hugging yourself, “my mom knit it for me and it’s really comfy and warm okay?”
He nods, a ghost of a smile passing on his lips before he puts his arms around your waist and hugs you from behind.
“She sounds awesome,” he says before pressing a kiss to your neck, and you cringe because under his light tone is a more serious one.
Michael and you have been dating for about six months now, and he still hasn’t met your parents. You met his even though they live on the other side of the planet and you know how much family means to him. He keeps asking and making references and you keep making up excuses, but you know one day he’ll explode.
But the thing is, you’re afraid of making him meet your parents. Of course you love him to bits and would like nothing more than for him to become part of your family the way you have with his, as Karen seems to have adopted you, but it’s not that simple. Michael has piercings and tattoos and dyed hair and dropped out of school to tour the world with his guitar…he’s just a far cry from the good guy with a stable job and a higher education that your strict parents have always dreamed you’d end up with.
You’re scared of their reaction because you’ve learned to ignore their ranting whenever you do something that they deem to be “irrational” or “ridiculous”, but you don’t think you could deal with them criticizing the most important thing in your life right now, that is your relationship with Michael.
“She’s cool,” you answer neutrally after too long a pause.
He is silent for a bit before retracting his arms from around you. Instantly you miss his warmth, especially when he turns to face you and there’s a frown on his face that tells you he’s not letting go this time.
“When am I going to meet them, Y/N?”
“I don’t know, Mike, they’re out of the country right now.”
“That didn’t stop you when we visited my family in Oz,” he retorts immediately, and your heart sinks as you feel an argument coming in.
“I just, I don’t know, it seems like such a milestone,” you say softly, trying to rescue the situation from an impending disaster. “I’m just nervous.”
“You weren’t that nervous when we met my parents Y/N,” he says immediately, the words angry. “I don’t understand what the difference is.”
“It’s just not the same, it feels more real somehow. I just don’t think I’m ready.”
His eyes widen in hurt before narrowing again.
“So my parents are less important than yours? And what do you mean you’re not ready? I thought…I thought we were in it for good?”
You see the insecurity in his eyes and the slightest bit of fright in his voice and your heart breaks. The truth tumbles out of your mouth before you can word it correctly.
“It’s just that you have piercings and tattoos and you’re not the Ivy League person that they want for me.”
He is completely still as he stares at you for a few seconds, and then he swallows hard and you know, you just know you fucked up big time.
“Is that…is that what you think too?” Michael asks, clearing his throat to ward off he vulnerability in his voice and continuing in a hard, cold tone. “I’m not good enough for you, is that it? Are you embarrassed of me, is that why you don’t want to introduce me to your parents? Because I’m just a fling who’s good enough for some time so you can feel like you’re living on the edge, but not good enough to actually be committed with?”
“Michael what are you even saying? I met your parents of course you’re not just a fling to me!”
“Well apparently it wasn’t that important to you! Fuck I can’t believe I let this get this far!” He yells.
“Mike that’s not what I meant and you know it! God, come on, you know I’m in love with you!”
By now it’s a full-on screaming match and there are tears welling up in your eyes because you’ve always hated confrontation and you can’t deal with this.
“I don’t know jackshit except that you’ve been stringing me along and getting all the advantages of being in a relationship with a famous person without ever investing yourself!”
It’s a low blow and it hits you square in the face. You know that’s just how Michael is when he’s hurt; he’s always had trouble dealing with his feelings which often leads him to be in a bad mood, but it’s never been as bad as now as he’s throwing your love back to your face and your heart is beating so painfully in your chest.
“Mikey…” You say softly, trying to make him realize that you’re not okay with what he’s saying, but he continues as if he hasn’t heard you.