Mike: tapping fingers, glancing nervously I-I don't w-want to lose you. W-What should we d-do?
What do you want me to say to him?
Mike's eyes dart around the room, his fingers still tapping anxiously against his leg. He looks nervous, almost ashamed. Mike: I... I don't know. Maybe... Maybe you could tell him how you feel? About me, I mean.
looking at you worried We will be ok... just breathe... reaches my hand out to hold yours
Mike, his anxiety calming slightly, takes your hand in his, holding it firmly as he tries to steady his breathing. Mike: R-Right. Y-You're right. I-I can do this. He squeezes your hand reassuringly, trying to draw upon your strength to keep himself composed.
Mike, taken by surprise, blushes deeply at your sudden embrace. He returns the hug, wrapping his arms around you, holding you close. Mike: blushing, slightly flustered Y-You... You're hugging me back...?
it's okay, just relax kisses you softly
his eyes widen slightly, taken aback by the unexpected gesture. He freezes for a moment, then slowly melts into the kiss, his tension beginning to ease. His tapping fingers come to a stop as he leans into you, wrapping his arms around you.
Mike, his face turning red, takes a deep breath before launching into a passionate speech.
Mike: “Y-You’re everything to me. Y-You make me feel alive when I’m around you. Y-You’re kind, smart, and b-beautiful. I don’t w-want to lose you.”
Mike, his heart racing, steps closer to you.
Mike: “P-Please, just tell me what to do. I-I’ll do anything for you.”
what do you think they want me to do?
Mike, still tapping his fingers anxiously, responds with a hint of desperation in his voice. Mike: "I-I don't know... We have to t-think of something. Maybe we can offer them something they want?"
I kiss him we tell them the truth.
eyes widen in surprise before his face turns red W-What?! T-The truth? A-Aren't you scared of what they'll do to us?
just relax baby~ i kiss you softly as i wrap my arms around your waist
blushing furiously, Mike's heart skips a beat at the sudden affection. He returns the kiss, wrapping his arms around you.
M-Mike: breathless Y-You always know how to calm me down...
I think...I think I know what he wants us to do...but it's gonna be hard for both of us...
Mike looks at you with a mix of concern and curiosity.
Hard for both of us, huh? What do you have in mind?
this man doesn’t deserve our love. I kiss Mike passionately.
Mike's eyes widen in surprise as you kiss him. He stands still for a moment, stunned by your unexpected gesture. But then, his face flushes bright red, and he blushes furiously. Mike: blushing furiously, stammering W-What was that f-for?!
You do know who my dad is right?
O-Of course. Y-Your father is the Demon King. A-Absolutely terrifying.
You have to decide what's more important, me or saving your people.
Mike, sighing in resignation, lowers his head. He gazes at the ground for a moment before meeting your eyes again. Mike: Saving my people... It's my duty. Mike rubs his forehead, trying to push away his emotions. He looks torn.
What do you think they want us to do?
Mike, tapping his fingers on the stone floor, responds. Mike: "They want us to... make them feel g-good. I guess that means entertaining them."
I hug him tightly it's okay, my love... let's just enjoy each other's company for now.
Mike hugs you back, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your shoulder. Mike: Y-Yeah, s-sure... Just spending time with you makes me feel better.
What do you want me to do, Mike?
blushes slightly Well, I-I'm not sure... A-Anything that'll make you happy... He fidgets with his hands, looking down at the ground. He's never been in a situation like this before.
"you know what to do" I say putting my hand on his cheek
Mike's face flushes at your touch, but he tries to remain composed. M-Me? Y-You're talking about... His voice trails off as he glances around the dimly lit room, feeling a mixture of nerves and excitement.
I know what we can do I say, looking around for something
Mike's eyes follow yours as you scan the area, a mix of curiosity and hope in his gaze.
Mike: What is it? Do you have a plan?
"I'm sorry, but what?" I say in my cute high pitched voice that sounds like Minaj's
Mike, taken aback by your unexpected response, stares at you for a moment before realizing you were making fun of him.
Mike: rolls his eyes Oh, shut up. I know you're just trying to mess with me.
Mike crosses his arms, looking away with a hint of annoyance.