request: Can you do an imagine where y/n wears one of Michaels sweaters and they have a lazy day together where they cuddle lots and share cute soft kisses?
“ Michael get your elbow out of my boob.” you say as he lays his head on your arm and cuddles next to you on the bed.
“ Babe, there’s not enough space.” he says as he tries to get comfortable under the blanket fort you guys made a couple minutes back so you could watch movies in privacy.
“Well, then- Ow!” you say as he elbowed you in the face.
“I’m sorry, love.” he says and leans up and gives you a kiss on the cheek. Immediately your insides become warmer and your cheeks turn redder.
You pressed play and the beginning of the movie started playing on the laptop screen. Normally you would concentrate really hard on the movie wanting to submerge yourself in the plot and relate to the characters, but Michael was making it so damn difficult as he takes your hand and starts kissing your knuckles five minutes in.
“What? Am I doing something wrong?” he says and trails his lips up your arm.
“Stop.” you say although you kind of wish he didn’t. You take a sip of the coke bottle next to the popcorn bowl and try to ignore him.
“ Is that a yes?” he says and continues leaving kisses until he reaches your tickle spot.
Your arm yanks back in protest and you manage to spill at least half the bottle of Coke on yourself.
“You, dick.” you say playfully and punch him in the arm looking down at your wet shirt.
Michael on the other hand keeps laughing, his shoulders shaking, going up and down.
“Aw, babe, you’re so clumsy.” Michael says and continues giggling reaching for something behind him.
“ You’re fault.” you say and pout your lips.
“ Here, then, take my sweater.” he says and hands you his white one which he knows is your favourite.
You take your shirt off and put the white sweater on. This is the sweater you loved seeing on Michael. It was a little big for you, but at least you were dry, comfy and you could smell his aftershave and deodorant that was in the little fabric. You loved it immediately as you peck him on the cheek.
“ Thanks, Mikey.” you say.
He doesn’t reply but pulls you down on top of him and lets your lips collide. His lips are soft and you taste the salt from the popcorn and him. just him. You pull away and both of you have to gasp for air as you lie onto his chest and hug his little tummy.
“ Damn it, you look better than me in this sweater.” he says and tugs on the sleeve.
“No one looks better than you in this sweater, Michael” you say.
He chuckles and gives you a little smile before kissing you on the top of your head.
You snuggle into his warm chest, and he holds you close wrapping his arms around you. You sigh contentedly before your eyes fluttered shut, the sounds of Michael’s even breathing pulling you into sleep like the tide.
A/N: I hope you liked it my loves, this is my second imagine so far and i’m kind of nervous, but anyways i still hoped you enjoyed it. thank you to @natpanda08 for requesting this! it was such a lovely idea! ( and honestly i love michael’s sweaters so this was really fun to write) thanks to everyone as well who like/reblog my writing. seriously you guys are the best and thanks to everyone who still continue to support my supernatural series! part 5 is coming soon so prepare yourself.