MRC One Shots

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(A post MCR Rikey au 💜)

Ray laid on his stomach, spread out on his bed. He hummed Disenchanted as he stared at his phone, waiting for a notification. He missed Mikey. He went on tour with Electric Century about a month prior, and wasn't due back for another 3 days.

Finally, he gave up and called Joe. The two met back in '05 at warped tour and bonded over the love of afros. They could always call and talk to each other when they were lonely or bored. He picked up on the second ring.

"Yo! Princess fro fro! What's up man?" Ray smirked and chuckled at the old nickname. "Hey Joe Slow. Not much man, just missing Mikey." He sighed. "He's still not back from tour?" Joseph asked, forcing himself to stop watching his husband, Andy, doing crossfit and pay full attention to the call.

"I mean, he's not due back for three more days, but still. I miss him. He should have called or at least texted by now..." Ray mumbled, checking the time yet again. "Maybe his phone died?" His friend suggested, causing him to roll his eyes. "They have chargers on the bus joey."

"Oh. Maybe he's decided to move to France and start a new life with Pete?" Ray growled at him. "Imma punch you in the throat next time I see you." Ray assured his fellow guitarist.

Meanwhile, Mikey was just down the road from the home he shared with his fiancé. He'd come back way earlier then expected from tour, but his phone decided to die on him, so he couldn't tell Ray. Great timing phone. He thought to himself.

Oh well, it would just have to be a surprise. He pulled into the driveway practically buzzing with anticipation. He had missed Ray terribly while on the road. He entered the home and snuck up stairs, hearing his beloveds voice from below.

"Why would you even say that?!" Ray said frantically, "what, do you ship Petekey or something?.....that's it, I'm sorry Joe, we can't be friends." What on earth were they talking about?

Mikey crept into the room and smiled fondly at Ray as he argued into the phone. "No Joseph, Pete said it himself, Fourth of July is about Patrick not Mikey." Despite having no idea how they landed on this topic again, the bassist decided he couldn't wait any longer to have his little FroFro back in his arms.

He ran over and hopped on the bed, pulling Ray into his arms and taking the phone from him."Mikey?!" Ray gasped in shock and delight.

Mikey smirked and put the phone to his ear. "I hate to break it to you Joe, but Petekeys not real. There's only one man for me." He smiled, hanging up.

"Mikey!!" Ray yelled again I. Pure delight this time, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling his into a loving and longing kiss. "I knew you wouldn't run away with Pete to France!"

Mikey was confused. "Darling, I love you to death, but what the hell even gave you that idea in the first place?"

(I am trash.)