Bean ✨)

Mike: *lets out a soft sigh, leaning back a lil more once he’s asleep*
*sets his hand on the back of bean’s head*
…

Chu wanna skip ahead until he has to wake Peyton up?)

Mike: *just waiting for ze bean to fall asleep*
…

Mike: *also cuddles*
*soft, quiet sigh*
…

Mike: *le gentle hair stroke*
*closes his eyes, relaxing a lil.. he’s not dozing off, he’s just tryna calm himself a bit*
…

Mike: *softens a lil more at that, letting out a breath*
*cuddles and gentle hair strokes*
…
*gunna stay awake so he can watch the clock and they don’t miss their appointment*

Mike: *cuddling ze bean and trying not to move so he stays comfy*
*strokes his hair gently with one hand*
…

Mike: *soft, quiet chuckle*
…that’s alright…
*the movie’s still going so he’s probably just gunna keep watching that*

Mike: *slowly wraps his other arm around him as well*
*cuddles, leaning his head back again*
…
*seems to relax a lil*

Mike: *also huggo*
*kisses the top of his head gently*
…I love you…

Mike: *lets out a breath at that, and seems to soften a lil*
*stares at him for a moment*
…
*slowly wraps an arm around him, pulling him a lil closer*

Mike: *nods and leans back, setting his head on the back of the couch and staring up at the ceiling*
*tired, depressed, worried dood but he isn’t showing any of it*
…

Mike: *sighs and hangs up a minute later, then picks up the bucket and starts walking back to the living room*
*sets it down on the ground by Peyton and sits down next to him*
…your appointment is in about two hours, alright?

Mike: *shoop de boop, scheduling an appointment*
*staring down at the ground as he talks*
…
*upsets but he’s preeetty damn good at not showing it*

Mike: *eventually finds one nearby, and slowly stands up straighter*
*le calls them to make an appointment n shit*
…
*quiet, depressed man*

Mike: *finishes rinsing out the bucket, setting it down for a moment*
*smol breath and be tryna keep himself from getting nauseous*
…
*after a minute, he pulls out his phone and starts tryna find a doctor who deals with shit like this.. i mean, there’s enough magic in our world that it probably exists-*

Mike: *nods at him, then walks down the hall and into the bathroom*
*runs the water in the tub and starts rinsing the bucket out*
…
*trying not to look at it smh*

Mike: *eyebrows go down more at that, and he closes his eyes again*
*smol gulp*
…
*after a moment, he slowly stands up and takes the bucket*
…I’ll go clean this out and look up some sort of doctor, then schedule you an appointment…
*casually hiding how upset he is atm*

Mike: *lets out a quiet breath when he stops, slowly opening his eyes and looking at him*
*a lil more gently*
…are you alright now…?

Mike: *cringes slightly at le sound, closing his eyes a bit*
*bruh, this is making him a lil nauseous, smh-*
…

Mike: *slowly sits up at that, letting out a breath*
*depressed, quiet bean*
…alright, hold on…
*reaches over and picks up le bucket, handing it to him and looking down*