(This is a request from jakiaturner14, I hope you like it <3)
Imagine that you and Michael's relationship has been a bit rocky lately. You seemed to have an argument every once in about 2 hours. You noticed that every time you were in another room, he would be on the phone with someone, preferably a female by the way he talks to them. It didn't bother you much, even though you argue at times you always trusted him to be faithful. But every time you would pass the room he would be laughing to the person on the other line, obviously trying to make you jealous. This went on for a couple of weeks, irritating the hell out of you. But one day, you woke up to Michael talking to a woman in your own living room. You peeked out of the crack of the door and seen a woman with light brown hair, that wore a tight thigh high dress shoving her curves in all the right places. You glared at her even though you weren't in her line of sight. You changed out of your sleep ware and walked into the room, eyeing her every move. Michael turned around after he heard your footsteps come from out of the room. 

"Oh Y/N! This is (insert name here since I'm tired of using his real exes names :-:), my ex from Gary. She's going to be staying with us for a while since she couldn't pay her rent. (INH) This is Y/N, my girlfriend of 2 years," He expressed with a grin on his face.

Oh the things you would do to him if you were alone. She held her hand out for you to shake. You took it, giving off a vibe of bitterness. 

"Why don't I give you a tour?" Michael recommended.

You almost blew a fuse but immediately let go. You relaxed your face, not even noticing that your teeth were gritting against each other. Calm down, you told yourself. You took a deep breath and walked to the kitchen to get some cookies or something. It was 11 am, not really a time to be eating breakfast especially with that uh thing in the house. You heard his voice echoing through the halls as he explained what each room was. Casual conversations so far. You ate the last cookie and made your way to the couch drooping your weight onto it, turning on the TV as both of them walked back. You put your feet up pretending to be into the show, but really you were trying to hear what they were talking about. Why did he have to tell you she was his ex? They laughed. You found yourself gritting your teeth again, not caring of the pain you would have later. After she had settled in, she tried to make conversation with you occasionally. However mostly she had talked to Michael. Not that it bothered you or anything. You closed your eyes from irritation. Even her clothes seemed to get shorter and shorter. On the bright side you and Michael didn't argue as much, but it's only because of that tramp in the house. You decided to tell her that there was a package that she need to go pick up st the post office, if Michael wanted to go it would be over your dead body. Not surprisingly she fell for it and left in a cab. Michael stood there with his hands in his pockets, unbothered.

"So when did I get a say that she would stay here?" You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Y/N this is my house and I pay the bills around here, if I want a person to live here then they will live here," He answered.

"I would be fine if that person wasn't your ex that dresses like a tramp every single day," You argued.

"Y/N you really have to relax, she's just trying to have fun and she needs somewhere to stay," He replied.

"Her sugar daddy couldn't squeeze her in his place?" You muttered.

Michael put his hands on your shoulders,"Go lay down."

"I'm not a dog!" You shouted pushing him away.

He wrapped his arms around your waist picking you up. He had such a grip you could barely even move as he walked to the bedroom. His hand grabbed a blanket off of the bed and wrapped it around your body as you fought to get away from him. You were a basically a cacoon. Michael wrapped his Sr ms around you again while the blanket had squeezed your figure enough you couldn't move. His lips landed on yours in a 3 minute long kiss, with his hands rubbing your ass pulling you closer.