Oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey)

Petekey (fluff)

Mikey's pov

I watched as Pete slammed the door, leaving with nothing but his pillow to go sleep downstairs. I sniffled as I threw his hoodie off of me and on the floor, angry tears streaming down my face. I laid in bed as I cried. I wonder if he really cheated on me, or if I was just overthinking the whole situation. Maybe there really isn't anything going on between the two of them, and maybe I'm the problem. I wonder if he would ever forgive me for accusing him of cheating on me. My mind flooded with thoughts for hours before I kicked the blanket off of me. I went to pick up his hoodie, hugging it tightly. I could hear the rain outside get heavier as the room got colder, quickly putting it back on. I took our blanket and unlocked the door, tip toeing downstairs. I peeked inside the living room to see Pete lying on the sofa. I couldn't help but feel a sense of regret, seeing his shivering body under cushions. Both of us knew he was still awake as he gulped while I slowly approached him. I hesitated before putting the blanket over him, making sure to tuck him in. I wanted so badly to kiss his cheek and apologize for slapping him, but I was still too angry at him. I stared at him for a few seconds being going back to bed without a word.

-in the morning-

I turned my alarm off before it even rang as I got out of bed early. I went to brush my teeth before going downstairs, our eyes locking for a moment as he was on his way upstairs. We stared at each other for a second more before quickly turning away, ignoring each other. I could feel regret begin to kick in as I opened his lunch bag. There was nothing but a couple of chips, had he thought that I wasn't going to pack him lunch? I took them out as I began packing him food. I'd made his favorite, but still put the chips inside incase he was still angry at me. I took a sticky note and wrote him a small note before putting it inside. I grabbed a plate as I took the last two pieces of bread, toasting them. I made him peanut butter and jelly just how he liked it as I put it beside his lunch bag. I didn't even care to eat anything as I went back up to our room. His pillow was next to mine again and our blanket was folded neatly. I glanced at him as he was getting ready for work, thinking about every time he asked why I'd fold the blanket if we were going to sleep later anyways. I approached him slowly as he paused, looking down at me before gulping. Was he.. scared of me? I didn't say anything as I just made my way downstairs and on the sofa.

Pete's pov

I dragged myself downstairs, seeing that Mikey had made breakfast. I grabbed, feeling uneasy. I cautiously sat down beside him as I offered him a bite with shaky hands. "It's fine, I'm not hungry. Have a good day at work, love you." The 'love you' was a soft whisper, almost like he was mumbling it to himself. He got up and didn't even turn back to look at me as he went back to our room. I ate the bread while trying not to cry, pulling myself together. I washed the plate after finishing my food, grabbing my lunchbox before leaving for work. It felt oddly heavy for two small packs of chips, but it I didn't think too much and just brushed it off. I kept zoning out while thinking about Mikey, almost missing my stop. I didn't even care to buy coffee that morning, not wanting to see the barista Mikey thought I was cheating on him with. Even at work, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I couldn't focus and found myself secretly listening to all our favorite songs in a shared playlist while working. I didn't care that I could get in trouble for it, hiding the AirPod behind my hair. I still didn't pay much attention to my lunch box, not thinking too much. When it was time for lunch, I unzipped my lunch bag to find a note and packed lunch instead of the chips I'd put in last night.

"I'm sorry if you're still mad at me, I love you." it wrote along with a small heart. I kissed it before storing it in my wallet, opening my lunchbox. He'd packed me my favorite despite still being angry at me. I quickly gobbled it up before asking if I could take the rest of the day off as I was "feeling unwell". Luckily, he let me go as I went to go buy flowers before rushing home. Mikey was watching television, startled when I opened the door. "You're home early?" "Uh yeah I.. wanted to apologize to you. I saw your note.. and thank you for the food. Um.. I bought you these," I gulped as I passed him the flowers. He seemed surprised as he stood up and took them, finally looking up at me. "And um.. I wanted to apologize for everything I said last night and yelling.. but I swear I'm not lying. I'm really not cheating on you, and I'm sorry for making you feel that way. I stopped going there, you can ask them if you don't believe me-" he cut me off by pulling me in for a kiss, but I flinched and backed up. I could see it in his eyes that his heart felt like it just broke into a million pieces, panicking. "I-I'm so sorry I really didn't mean to dodge that Mikey please-" I pleaded as I grabbed his arm.
He stood shocked for a good minute before looking down.

"I really don't deserve you. I-I slapped you last night and accused you of cheating and now I've made you afraid of me.." He snivelled. "I'm sorry," He cried as he broke down sobbing. I knelt down as I wrapped my arms around him tightly, comforting him. I cupped his face as I wiped away his tears, kissing him. "I'm sorry okay?" "No.. no I should be sorry. I'm sorry for slapping you," he sniffled as he kissed my cheek, hugging me tight. I connected our lips, holding the kiss. I kept kissing him before pulling away for us to catch our breaths. "I love you," "And I love you more," I smiled as I kissed him once more. I carefully picked him up and walked us back to our room, cuddling with him. "Let's get some sleep okay?" he nodded as he snuggled up with me. I kissed his head as I hugged him tight, feeling him do the same.