Oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey)

Petekey (fluff)

Mikey's pov

"Yo, the manager said you could take a break after this one," Gerard whispered as he nudged me. I nodded as I let out a sigh of relief. I looked up as someone entered and began walking straight towards the counter, sniffling. "Hello welcome to Starbucks, what can I get for you?" "Coffee, whatever's easiest," he mumbled as he passed me ten dollars. I gulped as I keyed it into the register, an uneasy feeling that his voice sounded oddly familiar. "I'm sorry, do I know you? You sound oddly familiar. What's your name? F-For the drink of course." I blurted. "Pete," he muttered as he looked up, and I was finally able to see his face. We paused as we locked eyes, and I could feel my heart racing as his eyes lit up. "M-Mikey..? Is that you..?" He asked, his voice shaky. I snapped back to reality as I nodded, ready to jump over the counter and give him the biggest hug ever. "Could we.. talk after this? I-I go on break right after I serve you," "Yes please.." he said in an almost pleading voice, shoving his change into his pockets. I quickly made his drink, writing on the cup for him to meet me at the side of the building. I took my apron off as I went on break, rushing to the meeting spot.

He was already there, leaning against the door while bitting his fingernails. "Mikey I.. I'm sorry if I seemed like a creep I didn't stalk you or anything, I-I swear I really just wanted a drink." "Of course, but what happened? You suddenly transferred colleges, you stopped answering my phone, your eyes are all puffy.. and you never even left me a note or text." "I'm really sorry I just.. I had to move. My crazy ex girlfriend found out about us and she was gonna beat you up if I didn't break up with you. She was blackmailing me with a photo of us kissing, but I don't care anymore. I want the world to know about us. I couldn't care less if she leaked that photo, and I'm sorry for being so pressed on keeping us a secret. I love you Mikey Way, and I don't care what anyone else thinks of me. Of us. Please, could we try again?" He pleaded, his eyes filled with tears. I could feel my tears well up in my eyes as I cupped his face and pushed him against the wall, connecting our lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist as he pulled me closer, kissing me passionately. "A-Are you sure?" "Yes, I love you. Never doubted it. I love you so much, and I should've put in more effort. I was scared of commitment and what the people around us would think if they knew we were gay, but I couldn't care less if the world was ending. You're the person I wanna be with, nobody else." I sniffled as we smiled, connecting our lips once more.

We giggled as we pulled away, "When do you get off work?" "In about two hours," "I'll wait for you," he smiled as he wiped our tears, kissing my cheek. "Anything else you wanna tell me?" "Uh.. I-I switched majors. I know my dad really wanted me to be an engineer, but I finally took your advice and followed what my heart desired. I took up design, and I make clothes now. So um.. I uh.." he fumbled, scrambling for words. "It's okay, don't rush," I assured him as I placed my hand on his chest, the other cupping his face. He gulped before speaking, "I.. I um.. if I ever do pursue designing, I want to name my brand clandestine. It means secret, just like you. The relationship you and I had was something I fought to keep a secret no matter the cost, just like how I never told anyone my passion for designing. I was scared of what people would think, of us or my designs. I made my first few prototypes i-if you'd like to come over later to um.. check them out. I-It's not the best, but I made one for you just incase we ever crossed paths." I was shocked. "Y-You made one.. for me?" I repeated, putting my hand on my chest as I covered my mouth with the other. He nodded as I threw my arms around him, thanking and congratulating him excitedly.

Pete's pov

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach multiply and the heaviness on my shoulders lifted off as he smiled up at me. "Wow I.. I wasn't expecting this type of reaction.. you'll really support me even if I'm not gonna grow up to be what everyone else wants me to be?" "No matter what. I promise," he giggled as our fingers brushed against each other. I held his hand as he held mine shyly, blushing. I used my free hand to cup his face as I kissed him, not caring that I could hear footsteps approaching. I flipped us around and gently pushing him up against the wall without breaking the kiss, holding him up securely as he wrapped his legs around me. We pulled away, panting lightly as someone approached us. "Oh geez that really is you, I thought you were just some random couple making out and just looked like Mikey. Well, keep your pants on. Your break ends in five." Gerard notified with a straight face before turning around and leaving. I turned my attention back to Mikey as I shoved my head into his shoulder, not wanting him to leave. He patted my head as he slowly slipped down onto the ground, but I hugged him tight.

"Come on Pete, I have to get back to work soon." "Okay fine.." I grumbled as I let him go, frowning. "Don't be like that," "hmph.. I just don't want you to leave.." "You'll see me after my shift, I promise," he crooned as he comforted me. I sniffled as he kissed my cheek, giving me a soft smile. "Fine.. but take my hoodie. It's pretty cold in there, and you can keep it. It's one of my very first projects, but it's okay if you don't want it-" before I could even complete my sentence, he snatched it from my hands the second I took it off. He hugged it tight, snuggling with it. "I love it, thank you. I'll see you soon okay?" "Okay, I'll come and pick you up. Call me when you're off," I cupped his face and kissed him once more before winking and walking away. I could see him blush as he put it on, smiling. I watched as he walked away before going back home, unable to stop smiling.