I hope you’re doing well!💜🙌🏻

Much love, -🍅

(hello here is part two, sorry for the long delay urm, there is going to be like two more parts to this because i didnt get to put everything i wanted in this and it was already too long lol, so keep your eyes out for the next part/s)

part 1

you wake up a few hours later, finding yourself completely like latched onto mike’s waist and he’s got his arm around you, his head hanging down, almost on top of yours. it takes you a few seconds but it suddenly hits you and you realise you two are cuddling.

you can’t help but stare at him a little, he’s beautiful. you manage to carefully detach yourself from mike, immediately missing his warmth. he doesn't stirr one bit, he is knocked tf out 

mike wakes up about an hour later all groggily, and he blinks himself awake and looks down, lowkey (highkey) wanting you to still be there but you aren't :( but there's a note on the coffee table in front of him. ‘goodmorning for when you wake up! the mechanic called and i’ve gone to sort out my car. i’ll give you back your clothes later, see you at work! - y/n. <3’  even though he’s half asleep, he lights up a little reading the little love heart you left. 

someone's broken into the pizzeria and destroyed it :( vanessa calls you explaining everything and you decide to go into work a little earlier than usual. glass everywhere, old arcade games all mashed up and just broken/destroyed shit everywhere. it’s gonna be a long night. 

after a quick ass whooping from vanessa (not literally, she’s just pissed) she sets off and you get to work quickly. once again putting on the old 80s music mix tape and putting it to play through the speakers, you get to work picking up all the old toys and concessions thrown across the main dining area. 

mike pulls up with abby, and he see’s the lights on, noticing you’re a bit earlier than usual. anyway, they sit in the car, mike explaining rules to abby, “is y/n going to be there?” even the mention of your name has mike feeling something, “uh, yeah, y/n w-will be there” “i like y/n” abby’s smiling, looking at the pizzeria sign. 

you’re busy sweeping up glass, music in the background, and you suddenly hear a “woahhh” you turn around and it’s mike and abby. a smile lights up your face, “hey guys” you were not expecting abby but probably babysitting problems and you weren’t going to snitch to your boss about it. definitely not.

both mike and abby are looking at the damage, and mike looks at you, “oh yeah, vanessa called me earlier and some kids or something broke in earlier this morning” he nods and then he notices you’re actually still wearing his sweatshirt (his heart!!!!)

when abby is all set up, asleep in the office, mike walks out the security office to find you picking up chairs and moving them. “im sorry, for bringing abby, max wasn’t picking up and i couldn't leave her-”  “mike dont stress it, it’s all good” and you smile at him and that kind smile always flutters his heart !! hes got big big crush

you guys spend the next few hours cleaning up as much as you can and the conversation just flows between you (you do most of the talking but he likes listening to you talk) and you make him chuckle a few times and aHHH 

when the two of you are cleaning the kitchen area, your palm grazes a piece of glass, and you let out a little ow looking at your hand, nothing dangerous just a little pool of blood, mike stands up INSTANTLY from picking up something from the ground, “what happened? You okay?” “yeah, just nicked by hand on glass i think” and he strides over to you instantly, holding your hand looking at you palm. he’s very gentle holding your fingers, shining a flashlight. you’re desperately praying the heat in your face isn’t smeared all over your cheeks in heavy blush thank god for dim lighting.

medic mike to the rescue (even though you've assured you’re fine) and you guys are sat at the kitchen counters, on cheap plastic chairs, a first aid box on the table next to you. he’s got your hand in his, and a pair of tweezers. he manages to get the glass out, you hiss a little in pain and he’s focused on getting the glass out so he mumbles (not carelessly hes just focused) “sorry”, “its okay!”, “all done”. 

“where’d you learn to be such a good medic?” “abby” you laugh at his response as you look at your hand, and mike’s just looking at you, staring. something about your smile and the fact you’re in his sweatshirt, it’s doing things to him. (not horny things you pervs) too early for love but something nearly as strong is there. 

“you’re a very good person mike. I hope you know that” your voice is gentle as you look up from your hand, and make eye contact with him, the warmest smile on your lips. no ones praised him like this in such a long time. being constantly told he’s a failure or feeling like the whole world is against him, hearing something so genuine from such a genuine person, he’s unsure how to answer. “there’s a lot of people who would disagree” and begins to tidy up the med stuff, looking away from him but you stop him and reach out, grabbing his hand, he slowly looks at you. “no, mike, i really mean it. you’re a wonderful big brother, and you helped me this morning, you even gave me your clothes, you made sure i was safe mike, y’know. no one’s been this nice to me in a long time”

man doesn't know how to or when to kiss he hasn’t been kissed like since his first kiss when he was probably around 16? you’re gonna have to instigate. he’s silent, looking at you, processing your words. your chairs are already close together, knees touching. you slowly bring your hand up to his cheek, and lean forward and your lips meet softly. !!!!!!!!

its quick and you pull away, he’s flustered!! you look into each other's eyes before he kisses you back, a bit hungrier, more movement and he’s got his hand on the wrist that’s holding his cheek. 

(since i have been spammed for part two)

part 1

"do you want pizza for dinner?" mike asks abby tiredly, popping his head around her bedroom door. abby sat at her desk, drawing away, pretending she hadn't heard what happened an hour prior. abby responds with a happy hum and a nod of her head. "okay cool" mike goes to walk out his sisters bedroom, but he catches a glimpse of what she's drawing. it's himself, you and abby outside of a house, holding hands, and a small cat. "are you okay mike?" abby asks noticing her brother looking sad at her drawing. mike rubs his eyes with his hand, and sighs, "yeah abby im-". "i heard you and y/n fighting. are you guys breaking up?" and she looks genuinely upset at the thought of you and mike not being together.

"no abby" he's quick to response automatically but notices his sister's face. "you know how like we fight sometimes it's like that-" "y/n looked really sad. you must've done something mean" abby has a point. he's still stood, holding the door handle, looking at abby, sighing. "im gonna order pizza" mike shuts the door and walks off. abby just watches with a sad little face, but turns back to her drawing. mike orders pizza, and sits on the arm chair in front of the tv, thinking over everything, his flip-phone in his hand, looking at the 'im sorry i love you' text he had sent not long ago to you, debating whether to send more.

the evening goes on and the siblings eat dinner. mike goes off to shower, and as he's gone abby goes to the landline phone, a bunny plush toy in her arms. you had written your phone number on a note in her room in case of emergencies. "hello?" you'd picked up. "mike is really sad and i dont know what to do" hearing abby's voice on the other line broke your heart. "abby-" "can you please come back? i miss you. mike misses you! he's really sorry"

(i like angst im sorry)

"because i dont have time to deal with you and your shit right now-" the second the words leave his mouth in an angry shout, his face instantly falls. oh fuck.

OHMYGOD

It's official, I am now in love with Mike-

Ok, bye 🫣

(move spoilers i guess if you havent seen it?? blood mentions)

instead of vanessa, you're the one at the end of afton's knife. you had watched as afton had gone to go attack mike and abby, you quickly remembered vanessa had given you her gun, so you shot. twice. and he turned to you, giving mike and abby a second to run or hide. afton had an evil grin on his face as he strode towards you, too quick for you to react, and pulled you in almost for like a hug. his knife plunging into your stomach, a pained gasp leaving your lips. your mouth wavered open, gripping the knife in your abdomen with trembling hands, tears in your eyes. afton looked you right in the eye, evil, pure evil.

you didn't remember too much. abby had alerted mike to what was happening, and mike looked over at you, creating an image that would permanently be etched into his brain. you looked so scared and so in pain, the blood dripping through your fingers was something he'd never forget. vanessa had managed to distract her dad just enough for abby to do her drawings and for the animatronics to turn against their captor. "y/n!" mike had yelled, running over to you, where you still stood shocked, unsure what do to. you moved your hand and the knife fell out. your breathing quickened, and you began to cry silently. you remembered looking at mike who's arms were around you as you nearly fell, a look of fear upon his features, unsure what to do to help. you passed out in mikes arms a few seconds later, both of you on the ground. "y/n? y/n??? no no no no, y/n" he had never panicked so much in his life, holding your head, "come on come on come on, please, y/n, y/n"

it took almost a week for you to wake up. but mike and abby visited you everyday, vanessa did too. drawings from abby covered the hospital bedside table, they were all drawings of you being a hero or you, her and mike altogether holding hands. mike had told you that he loved you for the first time, sitting next to you on a plastic chair, holding your hand, brushing the hair out of your face, as you were unconscious.

mike was away when he got the call you had woken up, he risked all the speeding tickets for you. despite everything you had endured, you still had a smile on your face when you saw a tired mike entering the room. he sat down next to you, and held your hand in an instant.

"the nurse told me you slept here a lot" and he blushed a little. he tried to apologise and you wouldn't let him, it wasn't his fault. you could see tears well in his eyes, you knew he was beating himself up. and the two of you sat and talked for a long time, and you stroked his face with your finger, happy to see him. he wiped the stray tear rolling from your eyes, moving your arms too much hurt you a lot and all you wanted to do was hug mike.

you were in the hospital for nearly a good month basically. mike made sure to come and see you everyday, you told him he didn't have to but he still did. abby visited a lot of the times too, sitting next to you on the bed, reading the cards she'd wrote you and she explained all her drawings to you. mike would stay with you until he was kicked out due to visiting hours over but you had a nice nurse who would accidentally forget mike was in the room and let him stay longer.

i can see him being super soft bc he probably gets nightmares occasionally

also love ur writing <3

thanks for ur kind words angel xx