#ceo!michael

Calum Hood

Hello love! I decided to do this as an AU with CEO!Michael! I hope you like the headcanons which are down below! As a bonus I added a moodboard of CEO!Michael ;)

Pairing: Michael x fem!S/O

•Although powerful CEO Michael Myers lived a luxurious life full of fancy cars, board meetings, and flying around the country in his private jet, there was a part of his life that would be still be ordinary to him: his love for music.•

•On the rare days when things at the office aren’t hectic and the paparazzi aren’t tripping over each other trying to get a picture of him, Michael will visit his favorite record store to pick up some of his favorite records so he can listen to them in his house after a long day.•

•It’s on one of these days that he slips into the record store after closing his umbrella since on this day it was raining (honestly, sometimes he wished that he could control the weather) and the warmth of the store felt amazing to him. He began his usual routine of browsing the store for any new records they might have.•

•Just as he’s about to reach for one of the records so he can get a better look at it, his fingers make contact with someone else and he feels a slight jolt go down his spine and he can see the person next him had the same reaction he did•

•The young woman, he notices has a slight blush on her cheeks as she shyly apologizes and there’s a part of him that thinks most young women wouldn’t come into a record store unless they were dragged in here•

•When she sees his eyes roam around the store, she briefly comments that she came here alone and Michael finds himself slightly intrigued by her.•

•Soon they begin a somewhat playful banter over who should get the record.•

Bonus: A moodboard for CEO!Michael

When you’d met Michael, you knew life wasn’t going to be normal anymore.

He was twenty three and had the world at his feet. The youngest CEO in the city and already one of the most successful. From the beginning of your relationship he’d proved his love of extravagance and spontaneity; never one to miss an opportunity to treat you or show you off. After a year and a half together, you’d have thought you’d have been used to it by now.

Apparently, you weren’t.

When the knocking first began, you’d put it down to your noisy neighbours. But it carried on and got louder and more urgent and eventually, you realised that someone was banging on your front door, not somebody else’s. So you begrudgingly dragged yourself out of bed to yank open the door, fully prepared to yell at whoever it was who’d dared to interrupt your sleep.

Until you saw Michael standing there.

“Mike?” You asked, eyes taking in his appearance. He was still wearing the suit he’d left his place in the day before when he’d kissed you goodbye, except his tie was missing and the top buttons of his shirt undone, aswell as being untucked. “Are you okay? What time is it?”

“It’s 3am. Wanna go get somepizza?” He asks, running his hand along his jaw. “I just…please say you’ll come get pizza.”

“Let me put some shoes on.” You nod, smiling softly at him before re-entering your flat. You heard him let out a sigh of relief as you slid some converse onto your feet, thankful you’d fallen asleep in leggings and one of Mike’s shirts. “Mike?”

He hummed in response as you turned back to him, grabbing your keys and joining him in the hall as you locked your door.

“Where are we gonna get pizza at 3am?”

He smiles for the first time, throwing his arm around your shoulders as the two of you headed for the elevator.

“Princess, you seem to have forgotten who I am.” He says, and although he still smiles, you notice it doesn’t reach his eyes. “If we want pizza, we’ll get pizza.”

“Bad day at the office?” You wrap your arms around his waist, stopping the two of you after you step into the lift. Michael sighs again, hugging you closer as his lips find the top of your head.

“Are you sure they’ll like me?”

Michael looked up from where he was fastening his tie, eyescatching yours from across the room. He grinned when he took in yourappearance, your body clad in the red velvet dress he’d bought for youalongside the matching shoes. Your hair and makeup was done to perfectionthanks to the stylist he’d hired for you for the day, although he was scepticalthat the lipstick would survive the night.

“They have to like you Princess.” He smirked back, still strugglingwith his tie. “Or I’ll fire them.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” You rolled your eyes, crossing the room tohelp him with the tie. “How are you a CEO of a multibillion dollar company, andyou can’t tie your own tie?”

“Good job I’ve got you then, isn’t it?” He smiles, hands landing onyour hips and squeezing gently. “You don’t need to be nervous you know.”

“It’s your company Christmas party and I’m meeting them all for thefirst time, of course I’m nervous.” You sigh, smoothing out his tie beforelooking up at him. “What if they think I’m not good enough for their boss?”

“Then I’ll definitely fire them.” He shrugs, causing you to rollyour eyes again. “Y/N, I don’t care that I met you because you’re the cutebarista who made my coffee every morning before I got the courage to ask youout. You’re my girlfriend and I love you, end of story.”

You sighed as you nodded, taking his hand and allowing him to leadyou out of his house to the awaiting car. He was right of course, it shouldn’tmatter what his employees thought of you, but you couldn’t help but feelintimidated as you arrived at the hotel where the event was taking place. Youwere out of your depth, even if he didn’t realise it.

“I’ll go get us some drinks.” He smiles as you enter, pressing akiss to the side of your head as you suck in a breath. “I’ll be two minutes,tops. You’ll be fine.”

He’d barely been gone a minute when another voice chimed in.

“So you’re the cute coffee shop girl.” A tall blond appeared atyour side, a grin on his face as he held out his hand. “Luke Hemmings,marketing manager. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“And you.” You breathe a sigh of relief as you shake his hand, thename ringing a bell in your head. “You’re a good friend of Michael’s, right?”

“We like to make sure his head doesn’t get too big.” Another manjumps in, this one with much darker hair as he stands beside Luke, holding outa hand. “Calum Hood, operations manager. You must be the famous Y/N.”

“Ignore everything they say, it’s all lies.” Michael grins as hereturns, a couple at his side as he hands you his drink. “Especially anystories about when we were teenagers.”

“They are most definitely true.” The third man laughs. “AshtonIrwin, financial officer, and my wife Victoria.”

“I’m here to save you from the boring talk.” She grins at you. “Agroup of the WAGs are over in the corner if you want to join us?”

“I’d love to.” You nod, turning back to grin at Michael. “Don’tfire anyone whilst I’m gone.”

He laughs, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“I’ll try not to.”

But eventually, Michael would notice you. Like, really notice you. He would notice the coffee that would be waiting on his desk for him, always hot, no matter what time of day he decided to stroll in. He would notice the carefully written notes you’d stuck to his files to make his job as easy as you could. But most of all, he’d notice the disappointed looks you’d send him whenever he walked in, still slurring his words.