oop what if one day you just play around with michael’s hair (when it’s longer) and like put it in a manbun or something and at first he’s like “why did you do that???” and you just answers that you think he looks good so after that he starts putting his hair up more often and honestly, he secretly likes it too

thelangdoncooperative:

😏😏😏 listennnn at home he can do a man bun but I also need it out to PULL ON IT

imagine calling young Michael your Angel as your cutesy pet name for him and even after he admits what he is you still do, and as much as he loves the nickname (he feels special and giddy when you call him that) he finally brings it up “You know, I’m literally the opposite of that” and you just smile softly, twirling some of his hair “You’re still my angel” he smiles, almost a little sadly, you’ve always been so gentle with him, you hold his hand, pulling him from his thoughts “My guardian angel

thelangdoncooperative:

THATS CUTE AF MY POOR FUCKING HEART

Y/N playing around with eyeshadow on Michael and him actually liking it and doing it regularly 😭 OH THE FLUFF

thelangdoncooperative:

“Stay still, Bub” her lip stuck out just a bit as she concentrated. When she was finished blending in the eyeshadow she stepped out of the way of the mirror and came to stand behind him. “What do you think?” She waited anxiously for his answer.

Michael leaned in closer to the mirror and broke out into a wide smile, “It looks really good. I look…hot” he laughed.

She hugged around his shoulders, resting her head on his shoulder, “so you’ll let me practice on you more? Say yes!”

He laughed, turning his head to catch her lips, “Yes. You can try more”