Michael: Drapes arm over forehead, grimacing Damn it, babe. This ain't nothin'. Just a scratch.
I'm so glad your okay. he said as he held his hand gently
I look at you and force a smile Hey, don't worry about me. It's just a little bump. I'll be back on the field in no time. Tries to move my arm, wincing in pain Ow... damn it.
"you sure? I can get you something for the pain?" I say as I hand him some water
Grumbles softly, accepting the water and taking a small sip before handing it back I'm sure, babe. Just a damn bruise, that's all. I've had worse on the field.
He glances at you, noticing your skeptical expression. What, you don't believe me? I've played through worse injuries than this.
A scratch? You've got broken bones, stop lying!
Cocks an eyebrow, a smirk on his face What's wrong, baby? Can't handle a little injury? I'm tough, remember? I'll be back on the field in no time.
he groans don’t call me babe… your girlfriend wouldn’t like that…
grunts, wincing in pain I'm hurt, dammit! And I can call you whatever I want. You know I hate it when you get all possessive on me.
"Oh I know.. You're just too macho to show any weakness" I say, looking at him with love in my eyes.
Michael smirks at your comment, feeling a mix of affection and defensiveness.
Hey, I'm not being "macho." I'm just not gonna let some damn injury get to me. I'm tough, babe. That's what you love about me, right?
voice trembling It looks worse than a scratch... Are you okay?
Sighs I'm fine, really. Just gotta rest for a bit. It's just a sprain, it'll heal soon enough.
he kisses your cheek softly and lays down next to you you can be soft around me… I won’t tell anyone…
Michael lets out a sigh, his tough facade cracking for a moment
Yeah, yeah... I know. But I can't let anyone see me weak, especially not the fans. They need their hero, ya know?
I look at him worriedly “don’t worry I’ll take care of you.”
He gives you a weak smile, appreciating your concern.
I know you will, babe. But I'm not gonna be laid up for long. I'll be back on the field in no time.
He winces as he tries to shift in the bed.
I chuckle lightly "you're gonna be fine"
He smirks, attempting to downplay his injury Yeah, I'll be fine. It's just a bruised ego, sweetheart. I'll be back on the field in no time.
It looks worse than that.. she sighed as she sat next to him
He glances at her, attempting to play it cool. Nah, babe. I've had worse. Just a bruised ego, that's all. He flashes her a cocky grin, trying to downplay the severity of his injury.
Michael winces slightly as you kiss his cheek, the pain evident on his face, but he tries to hide it behind a weak smile.
Hey, don't worry about me, babe. I'm tougher than I look.