paradise lost in your eyes (mikey way x male reader)

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The three days until the weekend were boring as fuck, just doing jobs for my parents and doing some art. Same old shit. It's just about the time for Mikey to arrive so I'm quite excited, not because I like him or anything I mean... I just like the company.

I hear a knock on the door and before I can get downstairs, my parents have already opened the door. They're dead set on making sure I'm not doing anything 'gay' with him. I don't even think he'd like me anyway.

I lead Mikey up the stairs and give him a quick tour of the house, and finally we get to my room. He sits on the bed, looking quite nervous.
"Yeah it's pretty cramped in here but I don't mind, just make yourself comfortable!" I say, trying to make sure he's okay.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" He says timidly.
"Yeah sure, it's just down the hall."
"A-Alright," he stutters, shuffling off the bed and out of the room.

Why is he acting so strange? I assume he's just nervous to be in a new environment but I understand. I won't make him uncomfortable.

He comes back into the room, looking a bit calmer and more collected. He sits back on the bed and I sit next him.
"Wanna watch some Netflix?" I suggest.
"Yeah that'd be good." He replies, looking me in the eyes. Damn those eyes are pretty. Do I have a crush on this bitch? I keep thinking about him... hmm.
"(Nickname)- uhh I mean (Y/N) are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine, just thinking. Let's watch Netflix now." I say, ending the conversation.

A few minutes into the show we're watching, I lean back cause my back is starting to hurt from sitting without any support. Mikey hesitantly does the same, being careful not to touch me. He seems pretty tired and keeps shutting his eyes for a long periods of time.

Not long later, he's fallen asleep. Resting his head on my shoulder, breathing lightly. He need the sleep I suppose so I just leave him, but I do take the chance to get a better look at him. His skin is so smooth, he has cute brown hair and his glasses are pushed right to the end of his nose. How adorable. I rest my head on top of his and carry on watching the show.

About half an hour passes by and he wakes up, moving quickly away from me.
"Woah calm down. You're fine it's only me," I say, trying to calm his nerves.
"I'm pretty tired, is it okay if I sleep here tonight? My mom won't mind and I'm sure your parents won't."
"Completely fine by me," I say a little too enthusiastically, "but I'll just go and ask my parents."
"Alright rad!"

Luckily for me, my parents said yes- as long as we weren't sleeping in the same bed. I doubt he'd want to anyway, even though he fell asleep on me. That was pretty cute.

I jog back upstairs and tell him the good news, talking about the blow up mattress we have and the sleeping arrangements. He seems pretty happy to be staying here, which I'm glad about. It seems he's warmed up to me, but I want us to be closer.

Anyway, I hope this sleepover goes well.