Roommates

My angel

I opened my eyes, my vision a little blurry.  My upper body felt cold but I didn't pay any mind to it.  I sat up and stretched I noticed that I didn't feel like I was wearing anything so I looked down.  How did I not realize that I was naked fully naked when I woke up?  Whatever, I just need to get some clothes on.  I look over and see that Mikey isn't beside me.  He's an early bird, I'm not surprised.  I hopped off my bed, walked to my dresser and started searching for clothes to wear.  I heard the door handle to my bathroom jiggle then the door opened.  Mikey walked out, once he saw that I wasn't on the bed he looked confused.  He walked out a little farther from the door but stopped.  I just realized that he was only wearing underwear.  My face flushed so I quickly looked away.  My memories hit me like a bus.  Me and Mikey had sex last night.  Holy shit.  "Holy shi- ....damn." Mikey said a little startled.  I turned around, immediately throwing my arms over my chest.  He laughed softly.  He walked towards me shaking his head.  "W-what?" I asked.  He backed me against my dresser.  Mikey caressed my face.  Slowly dragging his hand down to my chest, he tore away my arms.  My heart rate quickened and so did my breathing.  He leaned in, his lips inches away from touching mine.  I let out a shaky breath.  I hate how awkward I am when I'm in sexual situations besides when I'm drunk obviously.  "What's wrong sweetheart?" Mikey rasped out.  I looked into his eyes but didn't say anything.  "Hmm?  What's wrong?"  "I- uh- n-nothing." I blushed.  He raised an eyebrow at me.  I bit my lip and looked away from him.  "Lies." He whispered.  Mikey smashed his lips on mine.  He picked me up and started to carry me over to the bed but someone or something hit the door.  He put me back down but didn't pull back all the way to get the door.  He gave me one last kiss before smacking my ass and telling me to get some clothes on.  I'd need to dry myself off before I got my underwear on.  Mikey opened the door as I slipped some clothes on.  I heard him sigh and close the door.  "Probably one of the boys playing around." Mikey said.  "Seriously?" He asked.  "What?" I asked my voice going a pitch higher.  "You're wearing a thong." He said.  "So?  I thought you'd like it." I said turning around and shaking my butt a little bit.  It sounded like he growled at me.  Why am I suddenly wet again?  "I do like it.  But I'll also know that you have it on over the clothes you're going to wear out there and I'll want to rip it off of you and take you on that couch." He growled.  I bit my lip to stifle a moan.  I never knew he could be like this.  I fucking love it.  Last night was the first night I've had sex with Mikey but I would not mind doing it again.  "Well I'm not changing my my underwear." I smiled at Mikey.  I slipped on a shirt and leggings.  I walked up to Mikey, acknowledging he has a boner.  "Don't get too excited thinking about it." I whispered, feeling him.  He bit his lip and watched me walk away from him.

Gerard and I were sitting on the couch talking while Frank and Ray were watching TV.  I'm surprised the TV even works.  Mikey finally walked out of our room.  He sat down on the couch beside me.  I laid my head on his shoulder.  "You two are so fucking adorable." Gerard cooed.  "Did you seriously not hear them last night?" Frank asked.  "Because if not I think you need a hearing aid."   Gerard rolled his eyes.  "Yes I heard them last  night." Gerard said.  "You two sounded like you had fun." Frank laughed.  I wanted to say "we did" so badly but I didn't.  "Frank hush." Gerard told Frank.  "I'm just saying." Frank shrugged.  Gerard turned his head back to me and Mikey.  "I think you two are adorable." He said.  I giggled softly and looked over at Mikey.  His face had the softest emotion ever.  How the hell can he go from growling about riping my underwear off and fucking me on this couch to having the most soft emotion  on his face ever.  Whatever, I love it.

I'm sure tonight is one of the nights were I don't sleep at all.  Frank, Gerard, and Ray were all in bed two of them probably not asleep.  I sighed as I sat down on my bed beside Mikey.  "What's wrong?" He asked.  Still the soft Mikey.  I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders.  I do that a lot.  No one understands what it means.  To me it either means 'I don't know' or 'nothing'.  Mikey laid his head over on my thigh.  "You need to stop doing that, I don't know what that means." He said.  See.  I looked down at him.  "I'm kinda bored." I said.  He sat up a little bit.  "Go to sleep." He suggested, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close.  "I can't." I told him in a little whine.  "You want to go somewhere?" He questioned.  I shrugged.  "There's really nowhere to go." I whined.  He fully sat up beside me.  Mikey pulled me over on him.  He sighed, I guess he's trying to think of something.  "Have you ever had cake or cookies?  Something like that?"   I shook my head no.  "How about we go to a café?  I know one that's open twenty four hours." He smiled.  "Sure."

We walked to a small little café not too far from the apartment.  When we walked in the smell of coffee immediately hit me.  I've never tried coffee but I loved the smell of it.  "Do you know of something you'd want?" Mikey asked.  We walked up to the counter.  There was a window that showed all of their sweets.  Mikey got a coffee and something else.  "What do you want Brie."   I froze up.  I don't like ordering things on my own.  I looked over at Mikey with worried eyes.  His face softened even more.  How is that even possible?  "Tell me what you want." He whispered.  I pointed to one of the frosted cookies.  "Anything else?"   I shook my head no.  He nodded and told the lady behind the counter what I wanted.  He led me to a small little booth against the wall.  Mikey got our things and quickly sat down with me.  He handed me my cookie.  "You chose the best kind of cookie.  You've never had one?" He said.  "Nope." I said sinking my teeth into the cookie.  He's right it is good.  "You like it?"  I nodded.  "You wanna try some of my coffee, it's good too." He said.  "Sure."   He let me drink a little bit of his coffee.  He gave me a look.  "I like it." I said figuring his look asked if I like it or not.  "Want me to get you some?"   "Doesn't it make people more awake?" I asked.  "Some people.  It does me." He said.  "Then no thanks.  I'm not taking chances if I could fall asleep." I said.  He laughed.  "Okay."

I got done with my cookie very quickly, I'm sure anyone would, Mikey drank his coffee and ate a cookie of his own.  My mind started to wonder.  Thinking about last night.  It was a little blurry but I remember some things.  Like when he told me to scream when I came.  God, I'd never expect for Mikey to tell me to do that.  "Hey, angel."  I snapped out of my thoughts.  I looked over beside me and saw Mikey standing up.  "You ready to go?" He asked.  I nodded and quickly got up.  He smiled at me grabbing my hand and walking out.  Hang on.  He called me angel.  Ha, more like demon.  "What do you mean, more like demon?" Mikey asked.  "Do what?" I asked a little startled.  "You said 'ha, more like demon'."  "Oh, I guess I was talking to myself." I said looking down at my feet.  "But why did you say 'more like a demon'?"  "I was thinking about you calling me angel in the café and I'm not an angel." I whispered.  He laughed out loud.  "You're an angel." He said.  "No I'm not.  I'm more like a demon." I said.  "You're an angel to me." He smiled.  I felt my face heat up, I know I'm blushing.  He softly laughed and kissed my temple.  "You're my angel." He whispered to me.