Y/N POV

I wake up to my alarm clock, slamming my fist on it, and it breaks. I sit up, pick it up, and chuck it across the room. I hear someone run up the stairs and they burst through the door. It was Michael.

"Are you o- you threw your clock didn't you?" He said

"Yeah..."

I see his face is extremely red. I look down and remember that I took off my shirt before I went to bed. The first thing I see is my blanket and I cover up my torso. At least I'm wearing a bra.

"I um, uh I'll be downstairs." He said, closing the door behind him

I get up, putting on my Virgil sweatshirt and zipped it up. I went into the bathroom and saw I was blushing madly. I walked out and saw Michael on his phone.

"Sorry about that. I forgot I took off my shirt before I fell asleep." I said

"It's fine." He said

I could tell VERY easily that he was blushing. I sat next to him, not realizing that the zipper had came down.

"Y-Your zipper came down. I can see your bra." He said

I quickly zipped it back up again and blushed

"Why were you looking in the first place?" I asked

"Uh..... I brought you food and your favorite slushy." He said

"But it's ni-

"It's 1 PM."

"Holy shit."

"Your zipper again." He said

I slapped him

"Stop looking!" I yelled