The left outfit is Michael's and the right outfit is Isaac's, I love Isaac's shirt though....gimme.

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Michael woke up about four that morning, and was clearly disappointed. Why can't he just get some sleep?

He sighed, hugging the ATL pillow he had brought with him and snuggling under the warm blanket to try and at least take a short nap.

But he just couldn't, he was cold and he felt like he could hear everything because it was just so quiet.

He looked over to the sleeping boy in his bed and cooed when seeing him sleep like he was a little kid.

His right arm hugging his blanket, his left under his pillow, hand close to his lips, his hair scattered and he looked so peaceful overall.

He just wanted to cuddle with the small boy, he looked like he could if he wanted. But he still barely knew anything about him.

But then again, his mind went back to Nick. He hugged his All Time Low pillow again, biting the corner of it to keep him from crying aloud.

He wasn't going to do that with Isaac, he wants to make sure Isaac is a good guy and won't hurt him. It sounds silly, but he just doesn't want to be hurt again. He already felt like the biggest idiot to go after someone like Nick.

Michael doesn't know if this is just a phase, or if he really is exploring his sexuality, but he just knows he doesn't want to get too attached to the boy too soon.

He thought about when he kissed Isaac's forehead before they both drifted off and how he felt his stomach flip.

He didn't mean it romantically, just comforting the smaller boy. He glanced back at Isaac, and noticed that he also had earbuds in. How didn't he notice that the first time?

He sat up, carefully going over to the bed and following the wire of the earbuds to under the pillow. He lifted the pillow slowly before grabbing the phone and turning on the screen.

The light from the phone nearly blinded him as his eyes needed to adjust from being in the dark.

He swiped the screen, glad he didn't have to figure out any passwords, then went to the Spotify app.

He looked at what was playing in Isaac's "Happy" playlist and nearly snorted when he saw that one of his songs were on.

Permanent Vacation

He noticed Isaac shifting a bit and he lightly brushed his finger along the sleeping boys jawline.

Isaac shivered and flushed red in his sleep, causing Mike to hum slightly and turn off Isaac's phone, putting it back under the pillow, and ruffle his hair before laying back down on his 'grounded' bed.

He curled back up under the blanket, hugging his pillow and took out his own phone and earbuds.

He put in the earbuds and listened to Panic! At The Disco, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, and Twenty Øne Pilots.

He's not emo, he just has good music taste.

Going onto Twitter, he decided to just reply to fans and post random selfies. He didn't know what he was doing but he just kept himself occupied.

Once it was about six in the morning he had dozed off listening to TØP's "Stressed Out" whilst Isaac woke up at around seven or eight.

He stretched a bit in his bed, yawning and then grimaced when he heard his music, not in a bad way but just because he forgot it was on.

So when he heard "This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles" he blushed fiercely, and then glanced at the older boy on the ground.

Sometimes he questions why he listens to Nicki.

Isaac sat up, grabbing his phone and changing the song.

Which was strange when Nightcore - Take a Hint came on, but he didn't mind and started mouthing the words.

He didn't care if the song was for girls, he liked the song and didn't mind.

He sat criss cross on his bed as he checked some notifications on his phone, clearing the ones he didn't find interesting and then checking out the ones he was interested in.

He unawarely started humming, and this started to be a habit for him even though his singing wasn't a good thing to hear in his opinion.

The song changed to Gasoline by Halsey, he sang along, his mind going back to when no one but him was in the room. No one else could hear him.

But little did he know Michael was watching him, listening, and smiling. Sure he did have his earbuds in before, but Michael had yanked them off in his sleep.

So he awoken to the younger lads singing, but his voice wasn't bad. It was cute and he wanted to hear him sing forever.

Sadly, he couldn't. Isaac soon noticed Michael and froze completely and he looked as pale as a ghost. Michael felt guilty for staring and that he made the boy tense, so he apologized and went to change.

Isaac gulped and went to change also, but he kept on his sweatpants and put on a different sweater and put on some more bracelets.

Seeing his cuts made them itch, and it bugged him since he knew he couldn't do any of that unless he was in his room alone.

It was too risky just to go into the bathroom and do that when he had someone in his room and could find out by hearing him cry.

But an idea came to mind; he kept it in his head and planned it out.

Michael suddenly spoke up, causing Isaac to snap out of it and blush when he realized he didn't have a clue on what Michael said.

So Michael repeated himself, "have you heard their new album yet? One Direction's?"

Isaac gave a small smile and nodded, he had and it was amazing. He loved probably every single song on that album, his favorite just had to be A.M. out of all the songs though, it was hard to choose but he just loves that song.

"Pretty good album yeah?"

Isaac nodded again, opening his mouth to say something but his confidence soon draining.

He wanted to know why Michael specifically asked about One Direction, though. It sort of caught him off guard since he did have other posters besides 1D up. Was it just weird that he liked the band?

It didn't seem to bug Michael when he found their album (which he was still embarrassed about) and he said it was 'adorable', it just sort of made him uncomfortable.

He shouldn't overthink this, he knows later maybe he'll ask about Fall Out Boy or something.

He glanced over at his bracelets, some covered by his sleeve and he sneakily picked at the cuts under them. He couldn't help it, he needed some kind of pain and he knew it was bad but he didn't care.

He felt a cut open and the blood go onto his finger, he panicked slightly since it felt like a bit of blood and he didn't want Michael to see.

He quickly and quietly went to the bathroom and shut the door.

Grabbing a towel and taking off the first couple bracelets, he saw his wrist and sighed when seeing he wasn't full on bleeding out.

But he pressed the towel to the cut, wincing a little but kept it on his wrist for about a minute before pulling the bracelets back on and putting the towel back.

He walked out, avoiding Michael's gaze and sitting on his bed. He put in an earbud and put sneakily put on "I Can't Remember" and went on Wattpad.

He may have made an account and is maybe reading a Larry fanfiction.

He's read a couple of the 5 Seconds Of Summer fanfictions, and right now he's attached to reading Larry_Lashton's stories since she wrote both Larry and 5sos stuff.

She also had one or two books about Phan but thats another story (shit the puns) for another time.