Linkin Park One Shots

I Think You're Cute

Dear Chester,

Have you ever just seen someone who makes your whole body ache? You're stomach flutters whenever they're near, you become nervous and stutter if you're lucky enough to have them talk to you, and your whole body aches because all you want to do is hug them. It's a beautiful but bitter feeling to care so deeply about someone, even if they don't know. I've felt this way towards someone for such a long time now, I never knew the right words to say. Until now.

Back when we were Xero and looking for a new vocalist, I immediately knew you were our best choice. You've heard this all before but I admire your incredible voice and when I heard it for the first time over that demo you sent us on your birthday, there are no words to describe how I felt. I could pick out every feeling you had through one note and it was powerful enough to send me into tears. The other guys said you sounded angry but I knew there was more under that. I could hear the sorrow and pain within your voice and also the beauty that was being withheld in your soul. I felt like your voice was a gift from paradise itself and you were meant to be with us; with me.

When you first arrived into the band, it was strange. You were addicted to some nasty stuff that made you into a different person than who I heard on that demo but I knew something was up. I remember when I confronted you and you were so surprised I saw straight through you when you were so good at hiding everything from everyone your whole life. You weren't ready with a response and ended up telling me the truth, which still hurts and haunts me to this day.

You told me about your past that was absolutely dreadful. I'm so glad my life wasn't like that but incredibly pained to see yours was. Your parents divorced when you were already going through a tough time and it was agonizing to hear. You were so pained by life and the people who hurt you, I started to get that longing to hug you and I'm so grateful that I get the chance to do just that everyday to help soothe my aching needs. You're like a drug that I just want more of.

As you can imagine, I've felt something for you for such a long time now but it's almost 2016, for fucks sake, and it's about time I talked to you about this. For over sixteen years I've admired you, loved you, cared about you, was there for you. For so long, I've felt the strong urge to love you the way you deserve to be loved. I know we each have our own issues about even toying with the thought of us being together; we each have families and things tying us down but I just can't hold back anymore.

I love you and I know it's sudden and out of the blue but it's completely and utterly true. I adore everything about you and I just can't keep it a secret anymore. I know you're not a fan of the Bennoda stuff our fans create but leave that thought behind. This is the real life Bennoda fanfiction that our fans would kill to see but it's not for them. It's for you and it's for me. I think you're cute and you deserve to hear that.

Love,

Mike

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Hey Mike,

Holy shit I love you. You have no idea how much I do and for how long I have. It's insane how many years its been. It feels like just yesterday you were there for me, convincing me not to do something I'd regret later on. I've loved you so much for so long. I fell for your personality and how much you cared about me, it was something I wasn't used to. You broke me out of something nobody else could have done. You're my everything and you've always been my everything. 

Once in a while, I like to look back at our old Hybrid Theory shit and remember just how bad everything used to be and it always made my love for you just beat down on my head and heart and I feel myself falling more forcefully everyday. I can't believe how far we've come and yet you and I haven't advanced our relationship until now. 

I know we have our families but I love you so much and I always tried pushing that away because I didn't know if you felt the same. I tried to stop, but fuck, I never could. Every time you make so much as a noise, my body hurts from not being able to hug you and let my feelings go because they just crash down on me. The thing that hurt me most all these years, was the fact that I couldn't love you.

Please come talk to me.

Love,

You fucking know who

P.S. I think you're cute too, but in like a hot, sexy sort of way.

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"Chaz?" Mike whispered after he lightly knocked on his hotel door and opened it with a key Chester slipped in his pocket earlier, after giving him his letter. 

"Here, Mike!" Chester called and Mike saw him sitting in a chair in the corner of his room, phone in hand. "You got my letter."

"I did," Mike broke into a smile and Chester rose. He approached Mike, who grabbed onto each of his hands and grinned. "So..."

"What do we do now?" Chester asked, a glint of happiness that was only there when Mike was around shinned. He giggled when Mike shrugged.

"Whatever feels natural." Mike suggested and Chester nodded. The two hugged tightly before pulling away and looking between each other's eyes. "This is like every fanfic ever written..."

"How would you know?" Chester smirked and Mike blushed.

"Guilty pleasure." He confessed and the two kissed shortly before Chester lingered by his right ear.

"Mine too, but I like the smutty ones."

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End.

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Author's Note: Well this was just a casual idea that popped in my head lol. I hope you guys enjoyed it! As usual, I'd love to hear your opinions.