Their outfits on the top/side like always :) Left is Isaac's Outfit and the right is Michael's Outfit!

Just going to be a filler but fluffy chapter I guess so enjoy because fluff :)

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Isaac wasn't one to wake up at 2AM, since he's definitely not a morning person (but who is?).

But when he turned, he saw Michael wide awake and on his phone, one of his hands where under the covers and the other was holding the phone.

Earbuds were stuck in his ears and he was biting his lip. Isaac was over the top confused, he knew Michael had insomnia but why would he just go on his phone?

Doesn't that just make you stay up longer?

He shifted a bit so that he was hiding under the covers a bit and watched Michael.

Soon Michael sighed, seeing the time and shut off his phone.

He lied on his back, staring up at the dark ceiling, he felt so tired but he knows he won't be able to fall asleep.

His mind drifted into a spiral of thoughts and questions- he felt like he was in a place of his mind that no one else bothered to explore.

He got this feeling in his stomach, he began to feel like he was falling and he didn't know how to stop it. He was still in his spiral of thoughts.

He doesn't know what to do, his thoughts kept taking over and he didn't like the feeling in his stomach.

But soon, he felt someone get under the blanket with him and cuddle to his side.

He blinked and breathed in, realizing he had held his breath. Then he looked over and saw Isaac- the eighteen year old cuddling him.

"Isaac?" He whispered, confused on why he was awake and why he had come down here.

"Hm?" He hummed, hugging his waist and tangling their legs together. Michael smiled shyly, wrapping his arms around the boy as he nuzzled his face into his neck.

He sighed contently, biting his lip once again. He shook his head and just continued to cuddle and hold the smaller boy.

"Nothing." He mumbled, feeling his eyes droop. "Night Izzy," he slurred, now almost fully asleep and unaware of the little nickname he gave.

Isaac blushed, giggling silently but enough for Michael to feel his hot breath on his neck.

"Sleep well Mike"

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"C'mon lads time to get u-" Ashton paused at the entrance of the door after he had opened it. He saw the two still asleep but in the same bed.

Cuddling and snoring lightly; it confused him on why they both were sleeping in the same bed. He had nothing against it, it just confused him.

"Ashton, dear, they awake yet?"

He whipped around, hand on the door knob to block the view, Paula raised an eyebrow at him.

"Uhh no but I'll wake them, its fine." He flashed his dimples, Paula gave him a suspicious look.

He continued to smile until she had walked off with a nod. He sighed, he didn't know why he had done that. He really didn't, he just felt like it was a right move for some reason.

Maybe it was because he see's how hurt Isaac is around her, he always saw how Isaac went from happily talking to Luke to wanting to run upstairs and cry once his mom even spares a glance at him.

It was so depressing to see, since Isaac really looked like he wanted to have a good time but was just so sad and being shyer than he already was.

He opened up the door again, stepping in and walking over to the two peaceful sleeping boys.

He shook the mattress a bit in hopes that he didn't really need to shake the two awake as of that was a rather rude way to wake someone.

Though it didn't really work, so he just pulled the blanket off, and if that didn't work, he'd remove the pillows, then he got annoyed and just lifted the mattress until they both fell off causing them to jolt awake.

"You two need to wake up, breakfast is ready and you were too busy cuddling each other to death to wale up to any of my other attempts to wake you."

The two glanced at each other quickly but blushed when remembering last night; Isaac didn't even know in the moment that that was extremely awkward and he didn't even think he'd have the confidence to just do that.

But it could be because he had woken up at 2AM and he was too foggy from sleep.

He swallowed a lump in his throat and nodded, getting up and going to put on some clothes and get ready.

Michael followed in the actions, pulling off his shirt and throwing on an AC/DC tee, black skinnies, black socks, his usual bracelets, beanie, and a new sort of oversized long sleeved, hooded, red plaid sweatshirt.

He liked it a lot, it was cozy and kept him warm. But something was different about today, he didn't know what it was until he had finished getting changed and remade his mattress-floor-bed.

He got at least five hours of sleep last night.

Sure, it wasn't big to most people. But when you're   insomniac(?) its a big deal.

He felt so well rested for five hours; but he realized the bathroom door was closed now and Isaac was in there.

That made him a bit anxious, after that blade/shower incident he was now really apprehensive with leaving Isaac alone.

He just waited outside the door patiently (more just like setting on the edge of Isaac's bed).

Biting his lip, which he was now seeming to do often, and listening for any crying or sniffs just incase Isaac was doing it again.

He bounced his knee a bit and pulled out his phone, going through some Twitter feed and posting a selfie on Instagram.

Soon enough, maybe about thirty five minutes later, Isaac came out of the bathroom, his hair straightened and swept to the side. Smelled nice, teeth brushed, glasses on, cute sweater, sweat-pants.

He could see the bit of mascara and liquid eyeliner, even if it was too hard to see with his glasses on.

But Isaac was more attracted to how Michael looked at the moment, the sun was poking out through the thin curtains.

Making it the perfect lighting, the small twinkle in his beautiful green eyes. His plump bottom lip caught in between his teeth, hair messy but it was a good type of messy.

The way his leg was anxiously tapping and the outfit it general- it just made him realize how cute and sexy Michael is all at once.

He blushed fiercely at his thoughts, trying to push them away.

He took a risk and snapped a quick picture just so he could stare at it even more later, he was glad Michael hadn't noticed he just took a picture of him otherwise that'd be awkward.

He sheepishly sat next to the twenty year old, making the mattress dip. Michael turned to him and smiled, "five hours of sleep last night, thanks to you you little marshmallow." He poked Isaac's side making the boy giggle flush.

"Five hours is better than three," he smiled, the elder laughed and nodded, leaving a small kiss on Isaac's neck leaving shivers run down Isaac's back and a jolt of electricity run through him.

His face felt hot from blushing so much, is it possible to die from blushing?

"So what do you wanna do toda- right breakfast. Lets go." Michael chuckled, getting up and they headed downstairs.

He remembered yesterday Isaac said that Jordan was better than him, and now it just replayed in his mind. It was sad that Isaac thought that, because he thinks Isaac is perfect even with his flaws.

A person without flaws is like cacti without the needles.

It just isn't right.

After breakfast, the two went back upstairs for a bit and a sneaky idea came into Michael's head as they tried to figure out what to do.

"Do you know what Gay Chicken is?"

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A/N: Okay I'm sorry I had to XD but just so you know its not that time of the story yet just to clear it because I'm still going along with the description I promise.

This is just leading up to it.

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