The Way It Is (A Pierce the Veil Fanfic) *EDITING*

Chapter 2 - I love my life

~~Mike's POV~~

I looked around the living room at my 3 best friends, my band mates, my boyfriends and I couldn't help the smile that played across my lips. I'm so incredibly lucky that I have them. Who knows what kind of crazy shit I'd be doing if we hadn't met back in high school. I sighed in content as I watched them go about their day. It was a normal Saturday. We didn't have any band related things we had to do today, which is nice because we bust our asses on a regular basis. Sometimes all we need is a fucking day off, and when we get it, its blissful.

We all live in the same house. Cliché band shit, I know. Bite me. But it's not like were just band mates anyways, so really it makes total sense that we all live together. Even though we love each other, we still have our own rooms because everyone needs their space. Also because Tony has a lot, and I mean A LOT, of Star Wars shit and I Harry Potter shit. Honestly, it's necessary we all have our own rooms.

Besides the four bedrooms upstairs, there are also two bathrooms up there. The front door is immediately at the bottom of the stairs and to the left, it opens to the living room. From there, the whole house has an open plan. Walking straight from the front door, you pass through the living room, the wall to your left and the open area to your right. There's a door right just below the staircase, on that wall to your left, that holds a half bathroom. From there, you'll walk straight into the kitchen and to the dining room, which ends in a sliding glass door that heads to the back yard. We have a pool but its small and we don't use it too often. Usually only when we throw parties or Jaime is in the mood for some "underwater sexy times". His words, not mine.

Right now, I'm sitting on the couch which is immediately to the right of the front door (if you just walked into the house). Jaime and Tony are sitting on the carpet in front of me, playing Mario kart 64. Tony is losing, but that's only because Jaime is a cheating little bitch, constantly pushing Tony over or full on knocking the controller out of his hands. I laugh quietly as Tone-Bone pouts about losing and Hime pokes his cheek, repeating, "I'm sowwie. Pwease forgive me?" They're too cute.

I look up when I hear a frustrated groan come from the kitchen. Vic is in there attempting to make us all dinner. He's usually a good cook, but today he decided that he was going to try a new recipe for some kind of Italian dish I can't even pronounce. Why he chose Italian? Well, Tony loves him some pasta, and when Vic said he was going to make dinner, he asked what everyone was in the mood for. But Tone-Bone, being the little shit he is, jumped on Vic's lap, pulling a puppy dog face that would make Satan cry and begging him to make something Italian. It didn't take much convincing though because Vic... Well, he's a push over. Especially when it comes to us. He agrees and starts to look for a recipe, deciding on one that is something we've never had or heard of and now here we are.

I hear a loud clang followed by a "mother fucker!" and decided to go aide my poor brother. I walk into the kitchen to find him leaning against the counter with his hands on either side of his laptop and his arms holding him up. He is staring intently at his laptop screen with his eyebrows furrowed and his lips parted slightly, his breathing a little heavier than normal. His hair is mostly tucked behind his ears but there's one strand that is hanging down in front of his face. He's so damn cute. His back is to me so he doesn't see me walk in. I wrap my arms around his waist and he jumps slightly at my touch causing me to bite back a chuckle because I can tell he isn't in the mood for jokes. He sighs heavily and pulls his right hand up to rest on top of mine.

I smile and rest my chin on his shoulder. "What seems to be the problem, Viccy?"

He leans his head into mine and sighs again. "This is fucking impossible. I burned the sauce, my hand and almost the whole house down. You think Tone would mind if we just ordered in tonight?"

I laugh a bit and kiss his cheek softly. "Naw babe. I think once he sees the state that this kitchen is in, he will know you put in some serious effort. It's the thought that counts." I shrug and kiss his shoulder. "You did your best and you didn't burn the house down, so that's a plus."

He laughs as he looks around the kitchen. "This is going to suck to clean up... Whose turn is it to clean the kitchen tonight?"

"Awww man. Of all the fucking nights..."

I laugh hard and turn to see a very disappointed Jaime standing at the edge of the kitchen.

"Well, I guess that answers that question. Sorry, Hime-Time." Vic laughs after his statement and shoots Hime an apologetic look. He sighs slightly but then laughs.

"I guess its fine, considering that flour mess you had to clean up last week when Mikey and I tried to make brownies from scratch."

That sends us all into a fit of laughter at the memory of the whole kitchen being covered in flour. To make a long story short, there was a battle and I was the victor.

After our laughter dies down, Tony comes out of the bathroom and strides into the kitchen, joining us. I now have one arm draped lazily over Vic's shoulders and he has an arm behind my back, around my waist.

Tone laces his fingers with Jaime when he enters causing a blush to play across Jaime's face. It was cute as fuck so I smiled and I couldn't help but notice that Vic was also smiling. God, we love each other so much.

"What are you mischievous Sexicans talking about in here?" Tony beams as he swings his and Jaime's tangled fingers. Vic chuckles a little, scratching the back of his neck and looking at the ground. 

"Well, I sort of... maybe... a little... am fucking terrible at making Italian food." With that, we are all laughing again. "In my defense, this recipe is impossible. It also doesn't help that our stove is the devil." At this point, Jaime is gripping at his ribs laughing so hard and so is Tony, for that matter.

Once he composes himself, he replies simply. "Its fine, hun. Let's just order in, yeah?" Sending his winning, toothy smile to Vic. Tony then goes to pull out his phone but Jaime stops him. 

"Don't worry my sweeties. Hime-Time has got this." He points to himself with his thumb and gives us that goofy grin of his. He then bounces out of the room to fetch his phone and order food. Tony chuckles lightly before saying he's going to shower before food gets here and he heads upstairs, leaving me and Vic in the kitchen.

He turns to me and kisses me softly on the lips. It only lasts a second but my heart flutters at his warm, soft lips on mine. I smirk a little. "What was that for?" 

He shrugs and winks at me. "Eh, I do what I want." I roll my eyes at his antics but smile at his sweetness.

Jaime comes back and says that they're running late with deliveries so he will have to go pick up our dinner. Vic volunteers to accompany him. They lace their fingers together, each plant a soft kiss on either side of my face and with quick "bye babe, love you!", they're both out the door. I smile to myself and head upstairs to spend some alone time with the cutest little turtle a guy could ask for. I love my life.

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A/N: Hey little chodies! Hope you liked my fluffy little chappy chap here. It was kinda bad. I'm very critical of myself though so maybe it's not so bad... I dunno. You tell me. Also, for you kinky little bastards, there will be wink wonk in this story, don't you worry your pretty, little chodes.

I don't really wanna put any real sadness into the story cuz its just fucking cute and I want people to be happy. That may make the story "boring" but ya know what? You don't have to read it. I won't be offended if you start reading then think "well hot damn, this is trash, I'm so bored" and quit reading it. Its kool. We good. You can still be a chodie. Once a chodie, always a chodie.

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