Oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey)

Petekey (fluff)

Mikey's pov

I looked down, annoyed. My mom had dragged me to the mall as I've just been rotting at home lately. I quietly let out a small sigh and turned my music up as she started going on and on about how shitty I looked. She kept pointing out every little thing about me, and it just made me even more insecure. I can't breathe in this stupid mask, but atleast it hides my face. She kept on scolding me about how oily my face was and my pimples, all that bullshit. I looked up when I felt someone rush up beside me. It was Pete. "Hey Mikey, didn't think I'd run into you today." He chuckled slightly, a smile on his face. I didn't say anything and just looked down again. I could see his smile fade in the corner of my eye as mom continued walking while he just followed along, staring at me worriedly. "..I'm fine" I managed to mumble. His gaze softened as my mom stopped walking to look at some clothes. He lifted my chin to look at him, but I just looked away again. He pulled me in for a hug, and I hugged him tighter than ever. I could feel him kiss my head and pat it continuously as I rested my head on his shoulder. "Aren't you cold?" "It's okay-" before I could even finish my sentence, he quickly took off his jacket and put it on me. I was hesitant, but he insisted. I smiled to myself for a split second as I put it on. I always loved his scent. "May I?" He asked as he cupped my face. I thought about it for a second. What if he saw how ugly I looked and didn't want me anymore? Still, I couldn't stand to see him worried and nodded. He pulled down my mask and kissed me gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back. "Made you smile" "Oh shush," I giggled as I couldn't help but smile before putting the mask back on. " Why are you wearing a mask? Are you sick?" "Oh, um.." I quickly glanced at my mom before looking back at him. "..seriously? What is her problem with you? I'm so sorry, you're beautiful Mikey," he whispered in a slightly annoyed voice which slowly turned soft, glaring at my mother whom was still looking at clothes. Pete wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. His expression quickly changed from annoyed to concerned, which made me confused. "What's wrong?" "Have you been eating lately?" Fuck. "Uhm, y-yeah! Why- why wouldn't I?" I quickly laughed it off, glancing over my at mom and back at him hoping he'd get the hint. He let out a small sigh and hugged me tight. Was he mad at me? "..I'm sorry," I whispered, my eyes full of tears. "It's okay baby, it's okay. I'm proud of you. Do you want to come over to my house for awhile?" "Yes please.." I sniffled. Pete wiped my tears as I pulled myself together.

Pete's pov

I kissed his forehead before he turned around to go ask his mom. He came back after a few minutes with a smile on his face. He wrapped his arms around my neck and I pulled his mask down before connecting our lips again. "I take it she said yes?" "Yeah, let's go right now!" he exclaimed. I held his hand as we started walking. I looked down to see that he was wearing earpiece, and asked if I could listen too. He removed one and passed it to me. He was listening to some sad songs. He stopped and pulled his phone out before changing to a playlist full of love songs. "You don't have to change the music, it's okay." "Nono, I want to. I wasn't really having the best day before you came along, so thank you," he smiled. I kissed his head as we stopped infront of a bouquet shop. I asked Mikey to wait outside as I went in. I thanked the cashier before leaving, hiding the flowers behind my back. I had custom made them for him and was planning to give it to him when I saw him on Tuesday, but it wouldn't hurt to give it to him early. He chuckled as he asked what I asked holding. I asked him to close his eyes before holding the bouquet of flowers infront of him. "Okay, open your eyes," he gasped and pulled me down to kiss him, thanking me again and again. He carefully took it from my hands and hugged me tightly, looking up at me. He flinched for a second before quickly pulling his mask back up, but I stopped him. "Don't listen to her, you're perfect my love." "But I look so messy, my hair isn't even styled or anything, I'm wearing shitty clothes I probably haven't washed in weeks, I have pimples all over my face and my face is so oily, I'm so fucking ugly. I don't know how you aren't embarrassed just being seen with me-" I cut him off by kissing him again, cupping his face. He seemed surprised for a second, but kissed me back. "Now, let's head back to my place okay? Don't ever say such things about yourself, alright?" "Mm, fine." "Promise?" He giggled, "I promise."

We made our way to my house before setting down our stuff. "Do you wanna take a shower? But just wear literally anything else but that. I'll wash it for you," "can I wear your clothes if I agree?" "Anything you want baby." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist again. I leaned down and kissed him before giving him clothes to change into later. I turned on my washing machine, putting his clothes in before starting on lunch. I decided to cook noodles, his favourite. He always loved my cooking and would never miss it for the world. I turned my head when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my body. "Smells good," "Thank you, go sit down it'll be out in a minute." He kissed my cheek before leaving. I went to go set our food down, kissing his head. I made sure he finished his food, even feeding him some of mine. We decided to watch a movie after, cuddling together on the couch. I smiled, seeing him happy. I leaned down to kiss him, running my fingers through his hair. I didn't care that he was wearing my jacket, meaning I probably wouldn't get it back anytime soon, but I didn't care. I was just glad to see him smile.