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Mike Morton has loved y/n since the day she stepped into the circus and into his life. As children, they were inseparable-laughing, learning, and growing under the big blue sky who became witness to their blossoming love. Now older, Mike is an acrobat, and y/n is the circus's lead musician. Even as time flew by Mike's feelings for y/n grew and grew like a tall tree unshaken even by the strongest typhoons and little did he know y/n's feelings did too, quietly but surely. In a world full of stage lights and wonder, will their quiet love finally take the spotlight away from the hidden depths of the curtains tonight? A commission for the hungry mike morton lovers' whos depraved of more mike morton fanfics. Thank your mother the 2nd S Hullabaloo @beatiloot (commission) (MikeMortonxReader)
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Long ago, beneath the grand, striped—red and white canopy of a traveling circus, where laughter and grins soared as high as the acrobats flew and music filled every corner of the sky, a boy named Mike lived a life of mishaps and wonder. Mike was a joyful little clumsy soul who worked at the circus since young raised by performers, trained by the best tightrope walkers, and filled with dreams and stories beneath warm lantern lights and worn out tents. But his world shifted the day (y/n) arrived....

(Y/n) was a beautiful child—bright-eyed and full of wonder, with a laugh that seemed to even rival of those who sang songs in choirs. Her hair shimmered like spun gold beneath the sun, and her mere presence carried an effortless charm of someone born to be adored by all especially her father and her uncle, the renowned ringmaster of the Hullabaloo. That was until a tragedy happened and she was brought along by her father to the troupe.

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That day they were all called in to greet the new ringmaster, Mike stood among the performers, nervously shifting on his heels, his young mind puzzled by the strange atmosphere in the room and the way the adults exchanged worried glances at each other. When the new ringmaster stepped out to greet them, his daughter— (y/n) stepped forward beside her father, radiant and poised like a swan landing on a small lake.

She was the daughter of the new ringmaster—a man who had taken over the circus after his brother, the former master of ceremonies, passed tragically. (Y/n) was unlike anything Mike had ever seen. Graceful, golden-haired, with eyes like polished amber and a smile that seemed to make even the angels' cry. She was, to him, a princess who had wandered too far out of a fairy tale and into his ragtag world of stunts and stage lights—his Hullabaloo.

As her father spoke, introducing himself as the brother of the late ringmaster and announcing that he and his daughter would carry on the Hullabaloo's legacy, a solemn atmosphere passed through the crowd. At first, uncertainty lingered in their minds—but it was (y/n)'s gentle gaze and soft smile that seemed to melt away any doubts as if—as if reassuring them that they would be fine and are in great hands.

TBC..