Yeah 👌)
Alright, here goes nothing-)

Mike: *has been trembling in his sleep for the past minute or so… then after a moment, he suddenly jerks awake*
*looks around frantically, shaking and breathing heavily.. then slowly begins to sob and scream into his hands*
P-PEYTON! NO! PLEASE, C-COME BACK TO M-ME…!
*closes his eyes tightly, shaking more*
P-please! I can’t l-lose you, I-I… n-no, please… d-don’t leave me… p-please…
*I have no idea what time it is in rp time so-*

Random question)
Would they have moved into their new house by now-?)

Mike: *trembling uncontrollably and slowly going limp, just trying to keep his hold on Peyton*
*wheezy and heavy breathing, and quiet sobbing.. but it’s starting to slow a little*
....n-no... please... p-peyt....
*takes a few shallower breaths.. then slowly goes limp, and stops moving*
*he’s gone as well*

Mike: *stares at him for a moment.. then starts trembling and shaking more*
*starts wheezing between sobs, holding him more loosely because he’s getting weaker*
...n-no, no, no, no... P-Peyton...
*closes his eyes tightly, wincing and gasping for air at this point*
...P-PEYTON!... p-please... I can’t... I-I...

Any sort of top looks good, as long as it matches a little and fits in with what you’re going for. If it’s just a t-shirt or any shirt that goes over it a lot, I’d tuck it into the skirt a little, though.
Boots would also looks good with it, or high socks.
I’m not good with clothing advice though but I hope this is at least somewhat helpful- 😅

Woahhh ✨

Mike: *sobs heavier as Peyton goes limp, and shakes uncontrollably*
*winces out of terror and pain, trying to take breaths to calm himself down.. but it’s just making him weaker*
….
*kisses the top of his head again gently, holding him and mumbling somewhat softly*
…s-sweet dreams, l-love…

Mike: *hiccups more at that, seeming to get slightly weaker as well bc the stuff is kicking in*
*quiet sobbing and holding Peyton in his arms*
….
*gently and shakily strokes the back of his head, taking a few deeper breaths*

Mike: *be breathing a little heavier now and getting scared, then he closes his eyes tightly*
*in a very shaky and pained voice*
…i-it’s okay… I k-know it hurts, but it’ll be o-okay…
*winces more, letting out another cry*
…a-always… always and f-forever…

Mike: *cracks his eyes open, and slowly gulps, tryna hold back his tears for a moment*
*gently strokes Peyton’s head, pushing it out of his face a lil and kissing his forehead*
*chokes it out slightly..*
...I-I love you too, b-baby... you c-can rest now... I-I’m here...
*tight huggos*

Mike: *whimpering slightly bc he be in pain, and he can tell his husbando be in pain as well*
*crying and now closing his eyes tightly, shaking*
.....
*he’s terrified of Peyton dying, but he knows it’s gonna happen*

Mike: *wincing even more and making a smol noise of pain, but nono loosen his hold on him*
*not going to let go until he passes as well..*
….
*still crying and trembling because he literally can’t stop himself*

They mixed it with alcohol doe, smh)
Ig it would still hurt, tho-)

Mike: *staring at him and just sobbing quietly*
*slowly moves both arms around him to hold him up better, wincing slightly as he does*
…I k-know I’ve already said it… but… I love you…
*he just can’t help himself atm..*
*has a very pained expression.. not just physically, but also emotionally*

Mike: *hiccups slightly, still holding Peyton tightly and not letting go*
*staring at him and trying to brace himself, because he knows they’re about to die..*
....p-promise...?..

Mike: *stares into his eyes, trembling and not even trying to calm himself down*
*he’s just waiting for one of them to pass, at this point..*
…I-I’m scared, Peyton… so s-scared…
*soft whimper at that, and leans his head into Peyton’s hand*

Mike: *gently kisses him back, closing his eyes even tighter and still letting tears roll down his cheeks*
*still holding him tightly*
….
*after a moment, he slowly pulls back, and manages a very shaky and upset chuckle*
…I-I love you, you big f-fish…

God, the angst, it’s just-)
*hiccups in emotion*)
S a d and b e a u t i f u l -)

Idk how it works either, smh)

Mike: *hugging him tightly and sobbing into his arms*
*he’s completely terrified, but knows it’s going to happen*
…c-can you kiss me, one last time…?
*he just wants to feel that before he goes.. and he can also feel the Deasmon-Tal, but not as much yet since he drank it after Peyton*
*hiccups slightly*

Mike: *cries a little harder at that, burying his face against his chest and holding him tightly*
....j-just... don’t let me go.... I d-don’t want you to let me go.....
*quiet hiccup, and trembles more*

Mike: *slowly begins to cry at that, holding him tightly and shaking*
*he’s terrified..*
…i-it’s okay… it’s okay… b-but…
*quiet whimper*
…I’m g-gonna miss you… you mean e-everything to me…

*quietly crying at this because I’m emotional*)
Holy shitttjshdjdhdj-)

Mike: *watches him for a moment, then takes a deep and shaky breath*
*slowly takes the bottle as well, then gulp, and sets it down*
….
*can’t help but tear up, and slowly wraps both of his arms around Peyton*
*trembling more now*

Mike: *listens to him, and slowly tears up a lil.. but just wipes his eyes with his sleeve*
*looks at him*
...a-always and forever, right....?