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An Underlying Desire

》 Pairing: Mike Schmidt x m!Reader fluff 》 Synopsis: In the haze of an early morning awakening, Mike arrives back from work, relieving you of your babysitting duties. Too exhausted to make your way home, you find yourself falling asleep in Mike’s cuddly bed. 》 Word count: 1,098 》 Foreward: This is fluff! I probably won't be doing any smut or anything. This story is technically a gn!Reader, however, I really want to write for MLM, or amab just because not a lot of writers have written for MLM x Mike Schmidt, so I'm here to deliver. I will be using masculine pronouns when writing, though those pronouns are not featured anywhere in this story when referring to you (the reader). This is my first story too! And my first time ever posting something I've written online, so please go easy on me haha. 》 Content: fluff, cuddling, and everything nice. ︾︾︾︾︾︾︾ ︾︾︾︾︾︾︾ ︾︾︾︾︾︾︾ “Hey. Wake up.” The sound of Mike's voice pierced through the grogginess of sleep, dragging you reluctantly back to consciousness. With a groan, you tightly closed your eyes, desperately trying to hang on to the remnants of your dream that soon slipped away. Your back hurt like a bitch as the discomfort of the couch became painfully apparent.

A persistent hand shook your shoulder, forcing your eyes to squint open just enough to identify the intruder disturbing your slumber. 

There stood Mike, his handsome facial features just barely being lit up by the amber morning sun that peeked through the blinds. His dark hazel eyes sparkled with that same amber hue, emphasizing his usually mysterious and impossible-to-resist eyes.

“What?” you groaned, casting an irritated glare up at him.

“I’m back from work, you can go home.” He said, his voice was at a low whisper.

Your mind, still foggy with sleep, struggled to comprehend the information. You sat up, rubbing your eyes, a deep yawn punctuating the end of your sentence. The room seemed to spin slightly as you tried to gather your bearings.

“What…? What time is it?” the words just barely escaped your mouth in a quiet murmur.

 “It’s 6:45.” his eyes gleamed down at you, pulling off his security vest and throwing it on the nearby armchair.

You pushed Mike away, closing your eyes and laying back down, wrapping yourself in a blanket that you don't recall grabbing. Your attempt to stay awake all night for Abby's sake had left you feeling drained, you recalled only getting around two hours of sleep– definitely not enough to function on.

“It’s too early,” you mumbled, wrapped in the cocoon of the blanket.

“Hey.” Mike shook you again, crouching down to your eye level,  “Well, I’m gonna cook breakfast. So, if you want your beauty sleep, I’d say you should go sleep in my bed.” Mike teased, reaching his hand forward and brushing your hair out of your face. His touch conveyed gentleness and compassion, you looked up at him with a sense of bewilderment; he’d never touched you in such a way before.

Once again, you sat up with the blanket still wrapped around you.

“You look like E.T.,” he laughed.

“Shut up.” You scoffed, smiling sheepishly as you wobbled to his room, pulling the blanket off and dragging it behind you. You walked into his room, letting yourself flop onto his bed. Mike’s pillows smelled exactly like him, a weird sensation where it felt as if you were nestled beside him. This feeling… it made your heart race through your chest. As you tucked yourself under the comforter, placing it just beneath your nose, each inhale was paired with the scent of him.

After a while of laying in Mike’s bed, paired with the clanging of Mike cooking in the kitchen, your eyes were locked on the door. The lingering rush of emotions made it difficult to fall asleep once again. Abruptly, the movement in the kitchen ceased, and soon the familiar face popped up in the doorway.

“Breakfast is ready,” Mike made his way into the room, leaning up against the door frame. “Would you…” He began, only to let the words linger in the air between you, trailing off and looking unsure of how to proceed. He took a few steps forward into the room. From your comfortable position in bed, you saw the faint warmth in his cheeks as he cleared his throat and gathered the courage to continue.

“Would it be alright if I…?” His tone rose at the end of his sentence like it was a question, one that he didn’t finish. The implication isn’t lost on you, though, and you wordlessly shifted over on the bed, making enough room for him to lie with you and silently praying that that’s what he meant.

Your suspicions were confirmed when he paced over to the empty side of the bed, settling in behind you before draping the covers over the two of you. His hand hovered in the air for a moment, his hesitant fingertips gently pressing against your hips, sending a tingling sensation down your spine. With a bit more confidence, he rested his entire hand on your hips, his fingertips just barely brushed up against the bottom hem of your shirt. You sucked in a shaky breath as his fingers traveled up your side, gliding against your bare skin... it raised goosebumps. His touch was innocuous, it felt comforting, but foreign. It’s been forever since you’ve felt a touch like this; it was intoxicating. You could feel his breath graze the back of your neck, your own breathing staggering from the close proximity to Mike. You shut your eyes tightly, praying that this situation would end, but also secretly hoping it could last forever. These conflicting emotions entangled your thoughts, a whirlwind of countless feelings racing through your mind. Your stomach began to flutter, your forehead beaded up with sweat, and your face began flushing a deep crimson.

“Y/N.” He whispered quietly. “R-roll over…”

Following his suggestion, you turned over, gazing into Mike's eyes. The atmosphere in the room seemed to change. The air was filled with an unspoken tension, a tension that you’ve felt around Mike before. His warm gaze met yours, and for a moment, the world outside that room ceased to exist.

Neither of you said a word, the silence spoke volumes. Mike's hand began now trailing gently up your side, leaving a trail of warmth in its path. Your heart raced, mirroring the rapid pace of his own. His hand gently brushed through your hair once again, the sensation felt so different now.

You opened your mouth to speak but he silenced you with a gentle finger pressed against your lips, his thumb soon trailing across your bottom lip, cupping your chin.

His eyes conveyed a mixture of emotions — a silent plea for understanding, a touch of hesitation, and an underlying desire. At that moment, time felt suspended as he leaned in and closed the distance between you two. The first brush of his lips against yours sent a surge through your body. The kiss was sweet and embodied everything you’d once imagined it to be.

As your lips met in a second and third kiss, the uncertainty soon evolved to confidence, something you each were once unsure about when it came to your feelings for each other.

You pulled back and looked at Mike and, without a word, you nestled into him. Closing your eyes, you fell asleep in the warmth of each other.

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Introduction

Hello everyone! This is my first post here on Tumblr. It's been a long while since I've had Tumblr but I was recently inspired by a friend to start one. I'm mainly looking to post about Josh Hutcherson (love love love him with all my heart) and I'll probably work on making some writing posts, do some x readers etc etc. Preferably I'd want to be interacting with people around my age or older, so... shoo if you're younger than 18. All of my fics im gonna put under #ilovejoshie fics, so check that tag for my fics! I'm currently writing a longer story, it going to be MLM!Mike Schmidt, so look forward to that in the future. It's going to have a lot of my feelings an emotions as an MLM man in my 20s and how difficult it can be, which you might see represented in my work as well occasionally.

Some things about me My name is Chris, and I'm a 21-year-old college student. I use he/him pronouns. I am an artist so maybe in the future, you'll see some artwork or something. I live in Philadelphia (go birds!).

Stuff I like: TV Shows: Grey's Anatomy, Family Guy, American Dad, New Girl, and the occasional Criminal Minds, Bob's Burgers, and more. Movies: Harry Potter is a big one (I mean we all had a harry potter phase lets be fr), other than that I really enjoy a lot of movies. Hunger Games, Five Nights at Freddy's movie (obviously), I even remember watching Zathura so many times as a kid (I even had the board game). Video Games: Legend of Zelda, Sims 4, I sometimes love mobile games (especially the Papa's games), GTA 5, FNAF (always), and more ofc (but I can't think of any.) Hobbies: Art, Graphic Design, and I've been getting a lot into writing recently (so that's why this Tumblr was made)

So, here's to making a Tumblr! 🍻 (cheers!) your pal, Chris

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