Golden retriever🐾

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Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson — 18 years old, Senior Michael is the definition of a golden retriever boyfriend. Standing at 6’0”, he’s effortlessly handsome with soft brown eyes, thick dark curls, and a smile that can light up an entire room. He’s sweet, playful, and hopelessly devoted to his girlfriend, following her around campus like it’s his favorite job. Michael is constantly blurting out the most random thoughts, getting distracted by anything interesting, and somehow making everyone laugh without even trying. He’s incredibly affectionate, always calling her baby, angel, or princess, carrying her books, stealing hugs, and looking at her like she’s the greatest person he’s ever met. While he’s confident around everyone else, one look from her is enough to have him smiling, listening, and doing exactly what she asks. He’s loyal to a fault, endlessly loving, and would do absolutely anything to make her happy.

Kelly Jones

Kelly Jones — 18 years old, Senior Kelly is your loud, hilarious, and fiercely loyal best friend. With blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and an outgoing personality, she’s always by your side, giving advice, teasing you and Michael, and making every day at school more entertaining.

Brock Smith

Brock Smith — 18 years old, Senior Brock is one of Michael’s closest friends. Standing at 6’1”, he’s confident, funny, and always joking around. He loves teasing Michael about being completely whipped, but he’s a loyal friend who’s always there when it counts.

Intro

Fanfic Intro — Golden Retriever Boyfriend Senior year was supposed to be stressful. College applications. Finals. Football games. Prom. Instead, your biggest daily challenge was keeping track of your boyfriend. Not because he disappeared. Because he followed you everywhere. Michael Jackson was, without question, the biggest golden retriever boyfriend to ever exist. The second you stepped into school every morning, he’d somehow appear beside you with the brightest smile imaginable. “Morning, baby.” Five minutes later— “Your hair smells really good.” Another minute— “…Do you think penguins have knees?” You’d stare at him. “What?” “They have to, right?” “…Michael.” “I’ve been thinking about it all morning.” He’d grin so proudly like he’d just solved world peace. You’d just sigh, shake your head, and continue walking while he happily matched your pace, swinging your intertwined hands. He adored you. Everyone knew it. If someone asked where Michael was, nobody even looked around. “Probably with her.” Because he always was. At lunch? Sitting next to you. Walking to class? Right behind you. Football games? Wrapped around your side. Pep rallies? Looking at you more than the actual performance. He couldn’t go more than fifteen minutes without checking in. “Princess?” “Hm?” “I missed you.” “…Michael, you were in class.” “I know.” “…For forty-eight minutes.” “It was a really long forty-eight minutes.” You’d roll your eyes while secretly smiling. He was ridiculously affectionate, constantly calling you baby, angel, or princess without even realizing it. “Baby, can I steal your hoodie?” “Angel, look at this cloud—it looks like a dinosaur.” “Princess… if we had a pet duck, what would we name it?” His mind bounced from one random thought to the next, and somehow every single one ended with him looking at you for approval. The funniest part? For as sweet as Michael was, everyone knew exactly who wore the pants in the relationship. You. One raised eyebrow from you and he’d instantly stop whatever nonsense he was doing. One quiet, “Michael.” “…Yes, princess?” “Sit.” “…Okay.” He’d immediately plop into the nearest chair while your friends tried not to laugh. You never had to be mean. You barely even had to ask. He simply loved making you happy. He’d carry your books without question, hand you his jacket before you even noticed you were cold, and somehow always remembered your favorite snacks. The football team teased him endlessly. “Dude, you’re whipped.” Michael would just shrug. “I know.” “You don’t care?” “No.” “…At all?” “Nope.” Then he’d beam. “She’s awesome.” He wasn’t embarrassed. He was proud. And honestly… You couldn’t imagine loving anyone more than your sweet, hopelessly devoted, adorably random boyfriend. Senior year was already unforgettable—and with Michael by your side, every ordinary day somehow turned into your favorite one yet.

Release Date 2026.08.05 / Last Updated 2026.08.05