Escape the Fate and Falling in Reverse One Shots

Be My Bad Boy, Be My Man

Michael X Thrasher

Michael's POV:

Kevin: Hey, Mikey. Wanna hang out later?

Sure! Time and place?

Kevin: Let's say...11:00 at the bar where we usually hang out?

That works! Ttyl!

Kevin: Ttyl ;)

"Oh, shit, I gotta get ready!" I say to myself as I notice it's already ten twenty eight. As I hurried to get ready, I couldn't stop thinking of Thrasher. Not sexuality...pervs. No, just the way his eyes glisten in the light and how he's always been there for me since high school. He ran away from home when he was thirteen, so my family adopted him.

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Walking out into the bar, I noticed Thrasher was already there, standing at the door. He was wearing this leather jacket and blue jeans tight enough to show off his bulge. Yes, I looked for a second. Looking up from his phone, he smiled at me.

"Hey, Mikey!" He said, putting his phone back in his pocket.

"Hey, Kev. How you been?" I ask, giving my old friend a 'bro hug.'

"Good. On tour, but good."

"Yeah, how is tour going, anyways?"

"Ugh!" Thrasher threw his head back, laughing as he looked back to me. "Wanna go get a drink?"

"Sure!" With that, we walked into the bar. I wanted so badly to hold his hand.

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"So, then I was like..." Thrasher said as his words slurred together, slightly, from the alcohol. "Craig, you better not fart on me the way you farted on him!" I couldn't hold back a laugh. "There's a video of it on the internet. Look up Escape the Fate puppy bowl, or something like that."

"Can I do something?" I asked, feeling the alcohol start to take affect.

"Whatever you want, bro!" With his permission, I leaned in, kissing Thrasher's soft lips, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. Breaking our kiss after a moment, I look him dead in the eyes, silently asking if I could be his. "I love you, too." He says, now suddenly more aware of what was right in front of him this whole time. I've had a 'school girl' crush on him since the day we met. And, now it seems like my fantasies are coming true. "Be my boyfriend?"

"Of course!" I smile out as a tear escapes my eyes. I love this man, more than life, its self. And now I'm his.