Mikey's POV:
I led there on my bed in complete and utter shock, reliving everything that just happened in a short amount of time. Rye, the boy who I was in love with, was in my house, cleaning up my bloody wrists and thighs. He finished cleaning and crawled up next to me on the bed, "So, Mikey, we gonna start this day again?" He asked me, stroking my cheek. "Yeah. I'm sorry" I said, pulling him in and cuddling into his chest. "Thank you for coming over here just to look after me. I love you" I said quietly, "I love you too" he said, lifting up my chin and pulling me into a kiss.
"I've been waiting so long for this" he whispered in my ear, going back to kissing me after. It was slow, loving and passionate, not lustful. He grabbed my carved wrist and kissed it up and down, going careful not to hurt me. "I love every bit of you" he said before pulling me back into his chest. I was going to wait for him to do it, but I felt this was the right moment.
"Rye?" I asked, nervously. "Yes babe?" He asked, his hands in my hair. "Be mine?"
"Of course" he said and we both smiled at eachother, kissing eachother again before lying back down and turning on a movie. "For now on, I'm going to let you help me."
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Let me help you - Rykey
FanfictionThis is a Rykey fan fiction. When depressed and suicidal Mikey Cobban decides to call a suicide helpline one night, he speaks to someone who could change his life forever.
