“How was your day angel?” You ask, taking your favorite seat, his lap.
Wrapping his arms, he nuzzles into your chest, “I don’t know how many times I’ve said-”
“Hush,” You put your finger over his lips, “My angel baby” you whisper before you kiss him. You can feel him smile against you and he sighs happily.
“What do you see when you look at me?” He asks.
You pretend to think hard about what you’ll say, “A beautiful boy. With a big heart,” you cup his face as he smiles up at you, “My angel”
Now we need hc or a small fic where the reader calls Michael an angel even after she finds out what he is, sorry I don’t make the rules
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