#80s school

teen michael x reader

reader is gn, but is referred to as a girl in the last sentence

you found yourself on your last period of the day. friday afternoon and your last class was a free period! what more could you ask for? you were sitting in a free testing room, reading a book in one of the comfiest chairs in the room.

the test room was split into two rooms, when you enter it’s a sort of lounge, that’s where you’re seated. if you go through another door, you find an actual classroom. desks upon desks.

a couple of girls and teacher was in the room with you, no one was in the other room.

you’d conversate with the girls in the room every so often before burring your nose in your book once again. you find yourself getting lost in your book, not paying attention to your surroundings. it’s so easy to get lost in thought with books, almost as if you’re there with the main characters as you read. it’s fascinating, really.

without you knowing, the teacher slipped out of the room for a moment and in slipped your boyfriend!

ahh, your beloved boyfriend michael. the bad boy, the trouble maker, the bully. all of that meant nothing to you. no matter what people say about him, he’s completely different. sure, he is a bully, but behind closed doors? he’s the sweetest guy you’ll ever meet. without the pressure of his friends or father, he’s completely different.

however, you? you’re an angel. straight a student, who is loved by all teachers and almost everyone at school. you’re able to socialize with anyone at anytime without making it awkward! you’re a dream, really.

michael stood in front of you, trying to get your attention. he tried clapping, saying your name, whistling, waving a hand in your face, and nothing worked! he decided to rip the book from your grasp, waving it in front of you as you looked up.

“hey babe.”

the words rolled of his tongue, making it sound like honey. you most likely would’ve smiled at him but he interrupted your reading. michael had his foxy mask on his face. you always found it dumb, and despite all your protests, he never leaves it home.

the couple girls in the room giggled behind michael, making you blush. “michael afton. give me back my book right now! i just got to the best part!” you demanded, standing up. “or what~? what do i get out of it~?” michael teased, bending down to your height. you blow hot air out of your nostrils angered. you tried to snatch the book back, only for mike to stand up tall and hold it just over your head. “haha. very funny mitchell.” you snap back. the amount of times that subs pronounce his name as mitchell or michelle is so funny.

michael raised an eyebrow. he took off his mask, letting it hang on the side of his head. he turned the book around, taking a look at your book. he smirked, realizing what it was.

“the outsiders? really?” mike teased, a hand in his pocket.

you blush, taking this opportunity to swipe the book back. “it’s for an english project.” you answered. technically it wasn’t a lie, but said project wasn’t announced until next month. “lies. we have english together.” michael responded.

you grumble, stuffing your book back into your bag before sitting down. you fixed your skirt by swiping your hands across it after sitting. michael took a seat next to you, manspreading. you crossed your left leg over your right and played with your hair, embarrassed. you felt heat rise to your face as you saw your boyfriends sitting position. the sweatpants he was wearing were not making it any easier.

michael yawned, stretching, and doing that basic arm-over-shoulder thing that guys do. with his arms draped over your shoulders, he pulled you closer. you could smell the bubble gum he was chewing in his breath you were so close.

just about as michael was to make another move, the teacher comes back in.

“hello afton.”

“hello todd.” michael responded, using the teachers first name.

“wait. afton? what are you doing here? don’t have class with mr. moe?” mr. matthews asked michael.

“yeah. but he let me go. said i should go take a walk because i was being ‘to aggressive’—“ michael did air quotes “— and i found myself here.”

“hm. really?” the teacher questioned. placing papers down on his desk.

michael shrugged, pulling you into his chest. “yup. anyway, my partner and i have somewhere to be. so i’ll just take them—“

“oh no you don’t. afton, just because your partner has a free period doesn’t mean you do too. so get back to mr. moe’s class and for fucks sake take that god awful mask off!” mr. matthew’s demanded.

michael grumbled, standing to his feat and dusting his sweatpants.

“come with me? i have gym right now.” michael asked, grabbing your hand that was once laid in your lap. you knew his schedule by heart, four of this six classes you had were with him. the fifth class was home ecc, you had it with one of mikes friends, the one who wears the freddy mask. the sixth class was free for you while michael had gym. “ugh, i hate gym.” you spoke, taking your hand out of his.

“i know you do. but please? i’ll buy you a snack after school.” michael offered, getting down on his knees. “it gets lonely without you.”

you smile at his statement. no matter who he’s around, he still cares for you. sure, there might be times where he yells at you. but that’s how his father treated him and his mother(after he apologizes over and over). what a lovely boyfriend you have. no matter how many times your friends and family tell you “he’s no good” or “he’s just like his dad”, you knew none of that was true. despite how much people say, he’s the opposite of his old man.

“alright. i’ll go. but only if the snack is ice cream!” you answered, standing up. michael did the same, his eyes never leaving yours. his beautiful blue eyes, how often you got lost in them. michael smiled, grabbing your bag and hanging it on his back.

“that’s my girl.”

sorry if it’s short! it’s my first time writing for michael so let me know what you think! and if you have any suggestions for another x reader of him let me know as well <3

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Anybody remember buying one of those pink hunky erasers at their school store and then about halfway through the year putting holes in it with every manner of available office supply in an effort to ruin it so you could get a new one because come on, nobody can make an eraser that good last all year?? Me too ;p

I can see what’s on its way into my basket!