"Mikey I swear to god if you don't be still." Y/n said as she yanked Mikey's head back.
"You getting this shit in my eyes bro." Mikey turned to Y/n incredulously, his eyes held betrayal and in fact had black dye in it.
"Nigga you keep moving the fuck you expect to happen."
"For you to stop being a bitch." Mikey mumbled under his breath but Y/n heard him.
She yanked his head back causing a yelp to leave his lips "what was that?" Her face loomed over his.
"Nothing. Must've been the wind."
"That's what I thought fucker."
A few minutes had passed before Mikey spoke up again. "I've been thinking."
"What if I stay-" Before Mikey could finish his statement, Y/n cut him off. "Absolutely not Mikey. We talked about this."
"I know but I'm still scared. What if they all hate me." Mikey's lip quivered as he was overwhelmed with the feeling of his friends hating him. "I'm so scared Y/n. I can't face them."
"Hey it's okay. I'm scared as fuck too. Hell I barely wanna go but we have to. We can't spend the rest of our lives in the shadows. Most importantly we have to be there to support our friend who's stepping into the next stage of life." Y/n held Mikey's hand as she reassured him.
"If they are our real friends then they would understand why we had to leave."
With clenched fists, Mikey sighed and turned back in his chair. Taking Y/n's words into consideration. "Okay I'll do it. But please don't leave my side. I can't do this without you."
Y/n smiled and leaned down to hug Mikey. Not caring if a little of the dye got on her cheeks. "When we first became friends I promised you I would be with you forever. I'm still here to this day so don't ever think I'll leave your side."
"Thank you Y/n. You really are one of the greatest people anyone could ever ask for."
Y/n felt her heart swell at Mikey's gratitude. "Yeah well I'm glad you didn't kill me cause I would've never heard those words."
"We don't talk about that."
"Not you running away from it." Y/n laughed as she went back to Mikey's hair. "Lord I'm glad we have a few days before the wedding cause your neck black as fuck right now. Dirty ass boy."
"The fuck you say!?" Mikey whipped his neck around, his hair moved in the process causing a few droplets of black dye to splash on Y/n's shirt. It was one of her Itachi shirts.
"Look can we talk about this." Mikey tried to bargain as he prepared himself to run away.
