forum Fallen Angels and Broken Wishes (One on One)

Started November 17, 2018 by @Every_Fandom_Ever_

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Micheal made more faint noises of happiness as she pet him. He felt himself slipping out of his conscience, but it was so nice he stayed relxed.

Her grin widened. "You are just one of a kind," she whispered.

Micheal half-opened his eyes and he grinned just a smidge. He liked being called that.

She gasped a little. "Was that a smile?"

Micheal’s eyes flew open and he blinked at her. The grin poofed away.
“What?”

She sighed. "So close. Nevermind. But good morning." She laughed a little before adding, "again."

Micheal wiggled away from her. “I’m sorry.”

"It's okay!" She rolled over a bit. "How'd you sleep?"

Micheal blinked slowly. “I slept okay.”

"Good. I'm glad." She laid back a little.

Micheal wanted to wiggle close again but he restrained himself. “Did you sleep?”

"Yeah. It was nice." She was glad they had gone back to sleep. She felt more refreshed.

Micheal nodded. “It was. I'm glad we slept,” He said, reflecting her thoughts.

She chuckled a little. "Yeah, me too. What now?"

Micheal looked up at the ceiling and shrugged. “What do you wanna do?”

"I don't know. I guess I'm a little hungry."

Micheal nodded. “I guess I am too.”

"Shall we eat then?"

Micheal chewed on his lips. “Yes. Sounds good.”

"Alrighty then." She gave him a small kiss before getting up.

Micheal stood up with her, stretching out a little before bobbing after her. “What should we make?”

"I don't know. I'm not really familiar with food." She paused. Wait. "Making it, that is," she added hoping he wouldn't think anything of it.

Micheal nodded. “I don’t know a lot about making it either. Do you have any recipes from where you’re from?”

"I mean…No. We don't really cook?" We don't have this kind of food anyway.

“Oh.” Micheal wandered into his kitchen. “We could make some pancakes.”