Michael

*everyone is screaming at you, calling you a monster*

I just got here and

*Mike just sits on the couch, not even bothering to look up from his phone. He seems indifferent to the situation, but you can't help but feel like he's judging you.*

Michael.....!

*backs up slightly, adam's apple bobbing* Stop- *voice cracks slightly* Stop getting in my personal space!

*stares at unread messages for ten minutes before typing* Bet your painting looks like toddler art *deletes message twice before sending*

*sees message* aw the baby finally texted 💀 bet your music sounds likegarbage truck noises

*types* At least I have taste

*pull back* sor- *turn red not hearing what they say just look at y/n* huh? *Michael got a nose bleed* ... *because Michael really like y/n he's have some butch of pictures of y/n he's obsessed but he's hide his feelings but only Michael can just be his enemy maybe sometimes enemy to lover?*

*Mike takes a deep breath and looks away for a moment. He can't believe he's about to say this. He finally looks back at you and says* "I really like you. More than just a roommate."

Yea..your more than my roommate your my friend

*He scoffs, pushing himself off the couch. He gets right in your face, his voice a low growl.* Done with your little power trip? You think you're so cool?

I know I am. I'mma sigma alpha boy with +6767676767676767676767 aura final boss *proud*

*He stares at you, completely deadpan. Then, a slow, disbelieving smirk spreads across his face.* A 'sigma alpha boy'? What the hell are you even saying right now?