Fluff & smut oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey, MCR comfort)

#73 Petekey (fluff)

Pete's pov

I tip toed to try and spot Mikey while standing outside his classroom, but he was nowhere to be seen. I peeked inside to see the students only getting dismissed one by one, sighing. The teacher gave me a dirty look as I quickly stood behind the wall. I waited a few more minutes before seeing Gerard walk by, nudging him. "Hey, has Mikey been dismissed yet?" "Yeah, I think so. He said he was gonna go to the toilet before going back to his dorm, but I still got more classes. Catch ya around though," "Oh.. alright. Thanks." I mumbled as he smiled, walking away. I headed to the bathroom and pushed the door only to find someone push back. "Yo, open the door." "Fuck off," I was about to say something, but I heard something muffled inside and soft crying. "..who's in there." "None of your business." The guy spoke on the other side of the door coldly, banging on it hard to try to scare me off. I clenched my fists as I peeked through the cracks to see a couple of guys surrounding one, but I couldn't see their faces.

I gulped as I was about to walk away and call a teacher over before asking Mikey if he'd already gone back to his dorm, but the muffled sounds came back louder. "MMH- SOMEONE PLEASE HELP-" "shut the fuck up, who the hell said you could talk?" Someone snarled as I heard a loud thud and someone wincing. I recognised that voice. Mikey. Without a second thought, I kicked the door cracks hard, catching the guy on the other side of the door off guard as the door slammed him against the wall. I wasted no time bashing his head into the wall as another guy tried to grab me, but I quickly kicked him in the crotch causing both of them so scream in agony. There were two more guys, but they were gripping onto Mikey tightly while the other was muffling him with a hoodie of some sort. "Let go of him, now." "You wanna try me tough guy?" One of them chuckled, walking towards me but still holding onto Mikey. I was about to punch him when the guy whom I'd kicked pulled my leg down, causing me to fall. I groaned as my body hit the floor, gritting my teeth. Fuck. I watched as the guy stumbled while trying to standing up, one of the ones holding onto Mikey loosening his grip to go help him. I lunged up at the other guy who was still holding onto Mikey, punching his jaw before grabbing Mikey's hand and running. My entire body was aching, but I couldn't care less as I kept running until we got to my dorm.

"I-I can't believe you just did that." "Are you okay?" I panted heavily, shutting the door as we ran into my dorm. The two of us caught our breaths as he nodded, holding onto the edge of the table. "Why did they do to you..? Why didn't you wait for me.." "I'm sorry.. I really had to go and I forgot that they were usually there.." "Mikey.." I sighed, pulling him to sit on my bed. I went to grab my first aid kit as I signalled for him to show me where they'd hurt him. "I-I'm fine." "Mikey." "It's really no big deal. Just a few punches and kicks.." he muttered, looking away. I cupped his face and forced him to face me as I rubbed his cheek with my thumb. "Please.." "Fine.." I smiled as he threw his shirt off, revealing a large bruise. "..dude." "It's really not as bad as it seems," "Are you seriously saying that right now?" I asked sarcastically as he gulped.

Mikey's pov

I watched Pete walk away as I just sat there in silence, not knowing what to do. I felt guilty that he was gonna get in trouble because of me once again, and that I lost his hoodie. They'd probably torn it into shreds by now, and I knew he'd kill me when I told him. I shuffled my feet as I looked down, hugging my stomach. "Press this onto it." He mumbled in an almost angry tone, passing me a bag of ice with a towel wrapped around it. I could barely even bring myself to say 'thank you' as I just did what he said, trying to bear with the pain. "Anything else?" "Um.." "spit it out," he demanded in a low voice. I gulped as he knelt down infront of me, waiting for my response. "Please don't be mad at me.. um.. but you know how you lent me your favourite hoodie..?" "..yes?" "Um.. the guys used it to muffle me earlier and I'm guessing by now they've probably torn it into shreds.. I-I'm really sorry.. even if it isn't it's definitely dirty from my tears and saliva cause they practically shoved it down my throat.. please don't be mad at me.. I will buy you a new one if it'll make you feel better, just please don't hate me.." I quavered, sniffling. I had never once fully stopped crying the entire time as the tears were already rushing to my eyes. I covered my face with my arm, ready to take any hit Pete was about to throw at me.

I expected him to hit me, but instead he just took my wrist gently. I opened my eyes slightly as I glanced at him in the cracks in between my fingers, confused. He pulled my arm down as he held my hand, sighing. "You're right, that hoodie really did mean a lot to me and I'm hurt by that, but I'd never hit you. No matter how angry I am, I'd never take it out on you. Don't worry about the hoodie and just rest for now okay?" "I'm sorry.." "I know," he repeated, embracing me. Tears streamed down my face as he pulled me into his arms, resting my head on his chest. "I'm really sorry Pete," "Just take care of yourself for me alright?" "O-Okay.." I sniffled, wiping my tears away. Pete pulled away as he cupped my face, leaning in for a kiss. I let him, but quickly pulled away and pushed him lightly the second our lips collided. "Is.. something wrong?" "Nono it's not that it's just um.. they punched around my lip earlier so it stings. It's probably swollen, but don't worry about it." I assured him. He didn't say anything and just looked down, taking in a deep breath before walking away again. He came back a second later, passing me an ice pop. "Oh, no, it's okay-" he cut me off by shoving it into my mouth, making me gag. "Anywhere else you didn't tell me about?" I shook my head. He looked me up and down before sitting down next to me, pulling me to lean on the wall as I rested my head on his shoulder. I couldn't help but smile as he kissed my head, taking the ice pop out and kissing his cheek back.