Mickey x reader
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky are like shooting stars?
Ever since you and Mickey were kids, you'd spend all afternoon passing paper planes across the fence.
Late at night, you both used glow in the dark paper.
They looked like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now
Wish right now
Wish right now
Oh how you and Mickey would make wish after wish.
Wishes about telling the other how they feel inside.
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars?
Mickey walked outside one night and heard screaming coming from your house.
You weren't seen for a week after that and it worried Mickey deeply.
I could really use a wish right now
Wish right now
Wish right now
When you finally returned, you were covered in bruises.
"Gosh (Y/n), what happened to ya?!" he said, cupping your face gently.
"Don't worry 'bout me Mick, I'm fine" you said, forcing a smile.
Mickey watched as you went inside your house, visibly trembling.
Yeah, I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
That night, Mickey was startled by the opening of his bedroom window.
He couldn't make out the figure in the pitch black room.
The fear that filled him, quickly vanished with the sound of your voice.
'Cause after all the partyin' and smashin' and crashin'
And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion
"Mickey" your voice pitifully cried out.
He turned the bedside lamp on, wanting to see you properly.
You fell to the floor in a battered, broken heap.
Fresh cuts and bruises littered your skin, turning it into shades of black, blue, and red.
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
YOU ARE READING
BABTQFTIM SONGFIC ONESHOTS
FanfictionAs it says in the title, these are oneshots of characters from Blogthegreatrouge's comic series Bendy and Boris; the quest for the ink machine. I own none of the artwork. I found them all between google and thebbros tumblr. Some of them I di...