Oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey)

Petekey (fluff)

Mikey's pov

I knocked on the door softly as he glanced up for a moment before looking back down. "Oh, look who came to see you Pete! It's Mikey, your boyfriend!! Alright, I'll let you guys have some alone time," Patrick exclaimed as they quickly started packing up their stuff. Pete remained unfazed as Patrick put his hand on my shoulder on the way out, "He's still refusing to speak even though the doctors confirmed that he could yesterday. I tried to bring some board games and stuff, but nothings working. Just try your best, okay? Don't be too hard on yourself." I nodded as they exited the room, shutting the door. I slowly approached him as he just sat still, pulling a chair out. I sat down beside him as he gulped, looking away. "..Can I talk to you?" I asked, passing him his pencil and notebook. He hesitated for a moment before quickly flipping through the pages until he got to a clean one. The beeping of the monitor filled the silence in the room, and i paused before speaking, "Patrick told me that the doctors said you could speak, so I'm guessing you're just choosing not to.. um.. are you feeling better?" He let out a small sigh as he began writing, "I guess." "Can I hug you? I'll be gentle," I fidgeted as he nodded. I stood up as I threw my arms around him, holding myself back from squeezing him. I couldn't stop the tears from rushing to my eyes as soon as I hugged him, sniffling.

"I'm so sorry.. I-I didn't get there quick enough. I'm the reason you're in this state, if only I'd driven faster just maybe I could've stopped you. I'm so sorry Pete. I love you so much," I repeated, sobbing. He slowly placed his hand on my back to side hug me as I just kept crying, apologising profusely. We just stayed like that for what felt like hours as I just kept crying and apologising when his free hand suddenly poked me slightly with the book.

I quickly wiped away my tears to read what he'd written, "It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself, I'm the one who chose to attempt. Please don't beat yourself up because of this, I'm sorry. <3" I looked back up at him as he slowly moved his hand up to my face, cupping it. I gulped as he rubbed my cheek with his thumb, his gaze softening as he wiped away my tears. "I.." he mumbled, bare audible. My eyes widened as I listened intently, his voice shaking as he spoke. "I love you," he whispered as his frown crooked, attempting to pull me closer. "Woah, careful okay? Don't worry, I'm right here with you. It's better if you just rest right now, try not to move too much." I advised as I adjusted his bed, gently pushing him down. I connected our lips as I kissed him gently, cupping his face. "And I love you too," I smiled as our fingers entwined, and I kissed his cheek as I held his hand. He stared at me as I blushed lightly, looking away. "You're so beautiful Mikey, but everything's so blurry.." he mumbled as he squeezed my hand. "The medicine may have made you a little drowsy, don't worry about it. I'm right here with alright?" he frowned as the spark in his eyes seemed to flicker away. I rested my head in the crest of his shoulder as I just kept rubbing his hand with my thumb. It was like almost for a moment, I saw him smile again. His stupid little laugh, even if it was just for a second. I looked up as I felt him lightly squeeze my hand, and his eyes were slowly closing. "Just go to sleep okay? It's gonna be okay," I crooned as he seemed to want to say something, but couldn't. He looked weak again, and his eyes shut as I looked down.

-a few hours later-

I groaned as the commotion around filled my ears. My head was pounding slightly as my neck hurt to even move. I'd fallen asleep while sitting in the chair with my head on Pete's hospital bed, hand in hand. I sat up and accidentally let go of him as I rubbed my eyes, looking around. Pete was still sound asleep, and I decided to quickly go and brush my teeth before he woke up. I shuffled around as the smell of hand sanitiser hung in the air. I quickly fixed my hair and washed my face before walking back, trying not to look shitty and worry Pete. When I walked into the room, there were two nurses trying to calm him down and get him to lay back down. "What happened?! Is he okay?" I screamed as I rushed towards him, causing him to stop resisting against the nurses. "He started panicking when he woke up and tried to sit up on his own.. and he's still refuses to speak or say why," "Don't worry, I'll talk to him. Sorry for bothering you," I dismissed them as they slowly began walking away. "Pete.. what was that about? I left for five minutes and you pull something like this? You could've made your injury worse you know.." I mumbled worriedly, turning my attention back to him. He looked down as he wrote in the notebook again, "I'm sorry:(" he showed it to me as I sighed softly, hugging him tightly.

"Don't you ever do that again okay? I can't afford to see you in any worser state. Please.." I pleaded as he nodded, slowly hugging me back. I was startled when he suddenly began crying when I was just about to pull away. I cooed him as I held him as closely and tightly as I could without hurting him, comforting him. "Please don't leave my side like that again.." he wrote as I promised not to, holding my pinky up while wiping his tears with my other hand. We pinky promised as we smiled through our tears, and I leaned in to kiss him. The nurse stared at us as she rolled the tray over to bring his breakfast, her jaw dropping as we were locked in a passionate kiss. Pete quickly pushed me off gently and pointed at her as I apologised, taking the food. I put it aside as she walked away, looking back at Pete and giggling. My eyes lit up as he finally smiled back at me, a small snicker escaping his lips. "Hey, you're smiling!" "I guess I am," he agreed as I celebrated, showering his face with kisses.  "Gosh, I love you so much. Do you have any idea how much I missed your stupid little smile?!" He chuckled as he patted my back, calming me down. One of his hands wrapped around my aching neck as he pulled me in for another kiss, not even caring that Patrick and Joe just arrived and were standing at the door sneakily taking photos.