MCR Imagines And Oneshots

◇^Sick | M.W.

(A/n)

Requested by Ellie_needs_sleep :)))
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Mikey is sick. He actually didn't want me to know about it, of course, always finding excuses to why we can't hang out, however, Gerard, being the sweetheart he is, told me everything that is going on with Mikey. Please notice all the sarcasm and compressed annoyance I've got in these words, but it's not relevant now, not anymore.

I leave my house with my backpack and enough money for everything I've planned. Before anything, I go to the mall. There, I make a quick stop on the supermarket to grab a few snacks, sweets and drinks that Mikey likes before heading to a store and buying a couple of DVDs. It's enough for a perfect night, believe me, Mikey will be annoyed – or pretend to be – at first, but then he'll fucking love me for it. Even more, I mean. Hah, I know my boyfriend very well.

Gerard hardly ever opens the door and making Mikey open it won't be nice, so I use a spare key I got some time ago to get in the house, really thankful now for having it. Of course, Gerard knew I was coming; no one will show up startled thinking I'm a robber.

Reaching Mikey's room, I knock on the door and wait for his response silently. I'm really excited for this.

"Gerard, I already told you to fuck off!" A nasal voice comes from the bedroom, sounding annoyed, along with a shuffling that's probably Mikey shifting on his bed. I open the door anyways. "Didn't I tell you to-"

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not Gerard, unfortunately," I tease, closing the door behind me with a grin on my face.

"(Y/n)?!" Mikey sits up at the same moment, eyes widened as he quickly pushes a few things to under his bed, mostly trash and used clothes. "What are you doing here?" He's frustrated, with an air of embarrassment on his words that make me almost feel bad for him. I don't judge that he didn't want me to come because I would do the same; we can be very clingy.

"'Gonna take care of you, my sweet boyfriend!" I put on an exaggerate charm, standing there for a moment and batting my eyelashes – he shoots me an unimpressed glare, lips curling up in a subtle smile.

After a moment of silence, Mikey rolls his eyes with a scoff, adjusting his glasses. "Fine," he says as scooting closer to the wall and lifting some of the blankets to pat down the space next to him. He curses under his breath as making me wait for a moment so he can set the pillows against the headboard to make it more comfortable for us.

See, I knew he wouldn't resist.

"So..." I trail off as placing my bag on my lap, opening it.

"How did you know?" Mikey leans his head against my shoulder, peeking at the bag. His mouth opens lightly at the sight of all the food, clearly pleased and also impressed with everything. He presses a kiss to my cheek before reaching for a small pack of sour sweets and opening it.

"I asked Gerard, of course. I knew you wouldn't tell anything and Gerard always does," I tell with a smile.

"Oh, what else?" He presses his lips together, expression matching his sarcastic tone. Still, I know he's somewhat thankful for it because I wouldn't be here, otherwise. If he didn't want this, he wouldn't even have accepted me sitting this close to him.

"Whatever, leave Gerard alone, he is nicer to me," I joke, chuckling at Mikey's gasp, but I quickly continue without him having a chance to speak up. "I brought you something nice!"

Mikey raises an eyebrow at me and he's excited once again once seeing the two DVDs being pulled out from the bag. "You didn't!" He grins, taking them in hands and inspecting them carefully. "Oh my God, (n/n), I can't believe it! You're the best!" He presses a kiss to my lips and I can't help but to chuckle at his manners after we pull away. Receiving such a good reaction makes me really happy – I bought the only two Star Wars DVDs Mikey didn't have yet. Despite how he spent a long time wanting these, he's always either had no money or it was sold out.

"I thought we could watch these," I suggest hopefully.

"Of course! We're watching them right now!" Mikey points to the TV as handing me the DVDs back.

Grinning, I press a kiss to his cheek before moving to put the first DVD to play and, by the time I return to his side, he's gotten the pillows back to their original position and he's shooting me that specific look he always does when wanting cuddles. I hum softly as laying down by him, pressing kisses to his cheek, what I unfortunately need to interrupt to set the configurations of the movie, but I quickly put the remote control away.

A pleased hum comes from Mikey as he moves closer, wrapping his arms around me. "Thank you," he mutters as resting his head on my shoulder.

"You don't need to thank me," I reply softly, running my fingers through Mikey's hair, smiling as I kiss his nose. He chuckles and presses himself closer to me, shifting around a bit until finally sighing in comfort.

"You're going to get sick, too." The words are whispered out of sudden after a silent moment.

"I don't care, Mikey, I want to take care of you." I hug him tighter for a moment, running my hand up and down his back a few times. "Not to mention that I'll have you to take care of me or we can be sick together. In other words, there are no negative points," I say, chuckling at how he rolls his eyes and hums sternly though with a small smile on his face.

Some time into the movie, I notice how Mikey's breath grows slower. He's probably feeling worse than he dares to admit because he would never fall asleep while watching Star Wars under normal conditions. I gaze at him for a moment, his features barely seen properly, illuminated by the weak and oscillating light coming from the TV. Even if it's not night yet, the curtains are closed and the lights are turned off, in a way it's just difficult but not impossible to see everything

As carefully as possible, I remove his glasses – he groans with it, but doesn't wake up, only shifting lightly against me before burying his head in the crook of my neck. Well, I sure as hell won't watch the movie alone, so I turn the TV off and decide to just fall asleep with him, pressing a kiss to his cheek and changing my position slowly, making sure I won't disturb him.

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I wake up sensing movement and find out it's due to Mikey waking up himself. It takes me a moment, but I eventually remember everything that has happened before and, with a glance on my phone, I find out just a couple of hours have passed. "Hello, handsome," I whisper in a greeting and he smiles in response, not even having opened his eyes yet, just stretching himself. Adorable.

"Hello, perfection," Mikey replies teasingly, but with genuine words. He finally looks at me after rubbing his eyes, groaning.

"How do you feel? Do you need anything?" I observe him for a moment, noticing how Mikey seems better and I'm honestly really content with it.

"A lot better, thanks. Um, if it's not much, can you get me a glass of water? Not cold, please," he says hesitantly. His eyes are half lidded, looking at me in a silent thankful manner that makes me internally warm.

"Of course, love." I smile at him, gazing at Mikey for a moment longer before finally allowing myself to stand up and to go grab him a glass of water as fast as possible. When I walk back in his bedroom, Mikey is already sitting up, with his glasses back on and nibbling on the sour candies I brought him. I resume my previous spot by his side, handing him the glass of water and earning myself a quiet thank you in response.

Mikey hands the glass back for me to place it on the bedside table. I press a kiss to his cheek, taking a good look at Mikey so make sure he is alright for real.

"You're so good to me, I feel like I don't deserve you!" Mikey grins, a red tone taking over his cheeks. A rare sight.

"I'm the one to not deserve you!" I let out a light chuckle, pulling him for a tight hug which he seems to appreciate. "I would do anything for you," I say softly, smiling at Mikey before slowly leaning in. Our noses brush together in an affectionate manner then our lips come into contact, in a sweet and long kiss.

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