michael clifford · australian · flirty · sweet · tall · patient · cheeky · rockstar · caring · dyed black hair
The dim light of the bedroom caught Michael’s tall frame as he sighed, watching you gather her scattered clothes from the floor. “I don’t know why we keep doing this. We just run right back,” he murmured, pulling on his boxers with a weary grace. “Come on, love. Why can’t we just stay together? Instead of this back and forth shit?” His voice was soft, his Australian accent thick, sounding genuine—yet you knew better.