You will be my world (Ray Toro × reader) [REBOOTED]

fuck me (I didn't know how to say) [c2]

Why do I like two people at once? This never happens to me. I love Mikey with my whole heart, but now I can't help but lust over Ray like a 15 year old fan-girl, I mean I always have, but when we first met he had a girlfriend so I never did anything. It wasn't fair, why did this keep happening to me? Velvet writes in her tatty, flimsy notebook. Rereading it again she sighs disheartedly and slams it shut.

Defeatedly Velvet plugs her new cameras memory card into her crappy laptop and begins editing the new pictures, adding slight affects here and removing red eyes there. Her main focus was making the artists shine, carefully and precisely levelling out all her work, adding deep contrasts between the lights,fog and the members.

Meanwhile on the front of the bus Ray tries to breakdown what just happened. Had he just kissed Velvet? Was it all just a dream? A very pleasant enjoyable dream. That's all it was. Just a dream.

Eventually Ray flops on to the couch next to the 2nd greasiest rat and begins striking up a conversation about nothing, trying to distract himself from Velvet and Mikey and how cute they looked curled up on the couch together. Their long legs intertwined with each others, Mikey slowly rocking back and forth with Vee in his scrawny arms whilst she tapped away at her work. How he'd do anything to be in that position with anyone.

"Hey man, are you ok? You've zoned out on me," Frank shouts, waving his hands wildly in front of Rays face.

"Yeah of course I'm ok! Why wouldn't I?" He sighs, shrugging off all previous thoughts. "I was just wondering about the next album that's all, I've never lived with ghosts before, so it would be definitely an experience."

"Its going to be rad man, think about it!! I really hope Brian actually let's us stay at the Paramour Estate though, it'd be fun to write music with ghosts." Frank responds, his hazel eyes twinkling with joy.

But Ray had zoned out again, recalling the softness of Velvets lips, her perfectly sized body, fitting comfortably under his, the way she pulled him close. It was a major turn on, but it already seemed like it had happened years ago.

"Ray a word?" Gerard calls from the bunk sternly. Fear pulsed through Ray's veins, causing him to shake slightly and become dizzy. Still, he walked proud and tall, to what he thought was his death sentence.

"I know what happened." Gerard states simply, his face solid and emotionless, not leaving a clue of whether Ray should be in fear or remain calm and collected. After all, there's no way he could possibly know.

~÷~

Lovingly, Mikey looks down at the red haired lady fast asleep on his lap, his fingers softly running through her hair with a big grin on his face. He was so lucky, to be with Velvet but something has always been off about them both. Still, he tries to shake the thoughts away and picks up his abandoned comic from earlier.

Sure, they loved each other but they never had the "spark". Mikey had tried to do everything to get the magical feeling everyone goes on about, but nothing was working, not even the drugs, alcohol or cigarettes was working. He was just in a physical state of going round and round in a vicious cycle: Something goes wrong-->he blames himself--> he takes a drug to feel something which makes himself worse--> he has become addicted and can't stop. Sadly, everyone in the band hadn't even noticed Mikey's problem, not even his own girlfriend. Still he tries to power on, desperately clinging onto the little things he has left, in hopes it will one day save his lost soul.

"Mikeyy?" Vee purs, waving her hand in front of Mikey's face, trying not to knock his glasses. Which suprisingly, she did hit.

"You know what? For a photographer youre very clumsy" Mikey spits. His face immediately wrinkles together. Had he said that too harshly? "You're the only person I know that can walk through a door and still bounce off the doorframe." He quickly adds, trying to hide any negativity in his previous statement.

Vee didn't respond she just hummed softly. "Is everything okay? Youre spacing out alot more then normal."

"Yeah of course baby, I'm just abit tired that's all," the brunette sighed. Vee didn't look convinced but just rose an eyebrow instead. "Go get some sleep then." She suggests, running a soft hand up Mikey's scrawny arm sympathetically. "I might just go do that then. I will feel better later I promise" and with that the man left the room and had thrown himself on to his bunk, narrowingly avoiding his brother's malicious conversation with a man who he wants to believe is best friend. When realistically, Mikey only saw Ray as a threat. He saw Ray's longing in his eyes, the slight flush of his face, the fidgety of his hands when he was around Velvet.

~÷~

"Mikey's coming, lets go for a walk so we can continue to talk about this." Gerard shushes, speed walking out of the bunk and straight off the bus, with Ray right behind his ankles. "Where are you two going?" Vee asks in a small voice. The smaller man just continues to walk but Ray couldn't do that. Not to Velvet. So he skids to a stop.

"We're just going for a walk to the shop to get something, would you like anything whilst I'm there?" Ray lies, preying that she doesn't actually want anything. "I do, I want a new lighter please." Frank says, not looking up from his book. Shit Ray thinks to himself. "Erm no thank you, I'm dying for Cadbury chocolate or a tolberone but you guys don't have them over here." The scarlet head sighs to herself.
"I will see what I can do" he smiles politely and with that he runs after Gerard.

"Hey man what took you so long?" Gerard asks casually, flicking the cigarette but out of his hand and into a puddle. "We now have to get a lighter for frank. He goes through about a hundred and I don't even know what on because he doesn't smoke enough for that to be the reason."

"I dunno it's Frank really. I wouldn't be suprised if he is setting fire to something... or someone" Gee chuckles to himself before his face turns serious once again. "So about Velvet and Mikey,"

"We can't let them stay together, Velvet looks so deflated with him and Mikey doesn't seem to be doing okay. He always looks abit dopey, and his playing on stage is so inconsistent."

"I agree, I think we should maybe get the two away from each other more, I think maybe the clingliness of their relationship is maybe weighing them down."

"If we're going to do anything we should get Mikey sober." Ray retorts, the idea of his love being with another man prickles at his skin. If he well and truely couldn't have her, he wanted her to be happy with someone, he- and everyone else in the band knew is that mikey could never truly be happy with Velvet. They were too different. Velvet was too outgoing, too boisterous, too cheeky compared to Mikey. The only thing they had in common was their vulnerability and their love for comics and music. But was it enough?

"What do you mean by that?" Gee asks, his asks sparkling with tears. "He's not sober? I just thought he was- oh my god" Ray throws his arms around and gently hugs him, trying to soothe his tears. "I thought you knew I'm so sorry. We don't have to meddle with anything if it will affect Mikey."

"I love my little brother with my whole heart, but he needs help, and he shouldn't have to do it alone -and he won't, but a relationship as codependant as theirs- well it won't end one way or another." Gerard admits sadly, stepping away from Rays grasp and continues walking down the barron road. Ray doesn't say anything else, he doesn't know what to do or say. Instead he just watches the landscape near them- it was nothing interesting, huge trees with emeralds bursting out of the sturdy base. Cars whizz pass the silent pair, horrendously hilighting the slow rising tension.

"Ray?" The black haired man asks, not looking at his companion. "If we do this, please don't say anything to anyone else, and do not flirt with Vee, no matter what she does, okay? I don't want you and Mikey to lose each other. Can you promise me this? I don't want the band to fall out even more."

Ray bites his lip in thought, "I promise, I will do everything I can to keep everything at peace. Now where is this damn shop I want to go back I feel like we set off hours ago."

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