Anonymous said:
- Can write Mike angsty fluff x reader context of your choice thanks. Love your blog and Mike!
“How many times do I have to tell you, Y/N. I don’t know who
she is!” he yells, following you into the bedroom.“Leave me alone, Mike!” You pick up a throw pillow off the
bed and chuck it at his head, causing him to laugh when you miss.“Not until we settle this. We can’t go to bed upset. I won’t
allow it.”“Fine. You wanna settle things? Here. Settled,” you say,
pulling your suitcase from under the bed and throwing random items of clothing
inside. All color fell from his face as he realized what your intentions were.“Y/N, baby, I can’t let you leave. I… I just can’t.” It was your
turn to laugh in his face now.“You know what? You’re so right, Mikey. I’m not leaving, but
you are. Get out. Now.” You threw your hand in the air, pointing at the door. His
eyes saddened but you didn’t care. You found a nude on his phone. He claimed he
didn’t know the woman, yet he had her contact information saved. You knew he
was lying and you were sick of it.“You can’t make me
leave. I won’t.”“The hell you won’t. I wonder how much of your shit I can
stuff in here, hmm?” A fury flooded your vision, you swore you could only see
red. You dumped all his clothes out onto the floor and began to shuffle them
into the suitcase. You felt his arms grab you from behind, you tried to fight
him off but let’s be real, he’s a juicehead cop for god’s sake. He pinned you
down beneath him on the floor with your wrists above your head.“Listen to me! God, Y/N, you’re so damn stubborn sometimes.
You’re impossible!” When he took a heavy breath, you tried to interrupt him,
but he placed his free hand over your mouth.“You don’t get to push me away. Not because of this. Now you’re
going to be a good girl and listen to me. Okay?” You couldn’t speak. You rolled
your eyes but nodded. You’ve secretly always had a soft spot for the dominant
side of your boyfriend.“The woman in my phone is a pro. She had been kidnapped,
raped, and held hostage before my team and I found her. She made a special
connection with me. The psychiatrist says it happens from time to time for victims
to form relationships to the first man that cares for them after their attack. In
this case, that was me. That is not the first picture she has sent, and it
probably won’t be the last. We’re still working with her to get her some help.
These things take time and Y/N, you’ve got to believe me on this. Everything I just
said was the truth. Including what I’m about to say,” he paused, gulping. “As
much as I hate your ridiculous accusations and your extreme stubbornness, you’re
my girl. I’m in love with you baby, and it breaks my heart that you don’t always
think I am.” He uncovered your mouth, but you stayed silent anyways, not sure
exactly how to reply.“Now an apology isn’t necessary, but I’d gladly accept one.”
“Get you and your smart ass off of me!” you yell. He laughs
down at you, holding out his hands to help you up.“Fine, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to insinuate anything but
Mikey, you’ve gotta put yourself in my shoes. I’m here all alone at night,
waiting for you to get home. And by the time you do, I’m asleep. We never have any
time for each other. It’s hard on me baby.”“I know and I’m sorry too. This is just the job, Y/N. You
know that. But it won’t be this way for long. I’m planning on asking my father
to switch me again, maybe to a job where I can spend more time for my wife?”“Your wife? So, you’re married now?”
“Oh my god, baby girl, you are so frustrating it kills me.”
He walks over to the top of the closet to stretch his long arms before grabbing
a small box and walking back to you. “I’d been saving this for the right moment
but knowing us, there probably will never be a right moment. So, with that
being said…” he grabs both of your hands with one of his, opens the box with
the other, and gets down on one knee—all in one swift move.“I know I tease you for being stubborn and getting on my
last damn nerve, but Y/N I don’t know who I would be without you. You’re my
anchor, always keeping me grounded. I need you, it’s plain and simple. Now the
real question is whether you need me too. So, will you marry me?”Shocked, you throw your hands up to cover your mouth before
nodding enthusiastically. He shoots you his perfect smile and wraps his arms
around you, only to pull away to slide the ring on your finger.“All this because I decided to kick you out?” you ask
through your tears.“We’re dysfunctional. But I wouldn’t have it any other way,”
he jokes. Leaning down, he plants a sweet kiss to your lips.“I love you baby.”
MY FEELS! I love every single word of this text. Mike Freaking Dodds, Im squealinggggg 😍😍😍😍😍
Man, do I love Mikey. He deserves to be happy ❤❤
SVU addict 