alone together ー petekey

III

Mikey receives a text a few hours after he gives Pete his number.

hey, is this mikey?

Mikey responds with a simple, 'Yeah, is this Pete?' 

yeah. so what kind of music do you like?

After a few hours of texting, Mikey's honestly getting sick of Pete's so-called "lowercase aesthetic" and decides to take a short break. He makes himself a sandwich for dinner and showers. Afterwards, he nestles himself in a fluffy sea of blankets, only disturbed by the sound of two different laughs coming from down the hall. Mikey puts his phone down and goes to investigate. He tries to make as little noise as he possibly can before he knocks on Gerard's door.

Mikey hears the giggling again, this time accompanied by Gerard squealing, "Oh, come on, stop!"

"Gerard? Do you have someone over?" Mikey calls after knocking on Gerard's door.

"What? No! Of course not!"

"Mind if I come in, then?"

Mikey hears a quiet "oh, shit" and someone moving around, then the sound of a door shutting. Gerard opens the door with a nervous smile.

"I know they're in your closet, Gerard. Hello, unfortunate boy or girl with whom my brother is probably going to have unprotected sex! Have a nice evening."

There's a muffled response from the closet, but Mikey can't hear it. Gerard looks mortified, and Mikey wishes he'd brought his phone with him to take a picture. The closet door opens, and a girl falls out. She groans and rolls over onto her back, looking at Mikey.

The girl smiles, a faint blush on her cheeks. "Hi."

"Suspicions confirmed," Mikey says, trying not to burst into laughter. He puts a hand on Gerard's shoulder and looks him straight into the eye. "Use a fucking condom."

Gerard rolls his eyes. "Shut up, Mikey. We're not having sex. This is Lindsey, my girlfriend."

"He has a social life!" Mikey cheers, pumping his fist. Lindsey laughs. "Okay, I'm gonna go now. Sorry for interrupting whatever the hell you were doing," Mikey says, offering Lindsey a smile and turning on his heel.

It takes Mikey around half an hour to get to sleep, but when he does fall asleep, he hears a text tone go off. He realizes it's a text from Pete and ignores it, rolling over and trying to fall asleep.

He doesn't get much sleep that night.