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

4

It's late, Mikey's been asleep for a while. I've just been watching YouTube in my headphones but I can't concentrate on the videos. He's so cute, I keep looking over to him to make sure he's okay. I think this is a crush, he's so beautiful. I can't stop thinking about kissing him and I feel kinda bad about it. What if he doesn't like me back? What if he's straight? What if he hates me secretly? Anyway I don't think I'll tell him, I'll just keep it a secret. I don't have the confidence to even hint at it.

I wake up the next morning with a random YouTube video playing in my ears, I must have fallen asleep thinking about him. Oh well. Mikey's already awake but still in bed, just on his phone. God he's so handsome. I wish I could just-
"Good morning (Y/N)." he says in a sleepy voice.
"Good morning Mikes," I say before even realising I've given him a new nickname.
He blushes a light shade of pink and smiles slightly. What if he does like me?

The morning passes on and we chat for a while about family and many other things, but then he says something out of the ordinary.
"I um... think I have to tell you something," he stutters.
"Go ahead! I'm prepared!" I say, trying to calm him with my happy mood.
"I-I think I like you, more than a friend I mean. It's okay if you don't feel the same I just-"
"Mikey, calm down okay. I do feel the same, you're wonderful."
"Wait, really?" He says, on the brink of tears. Poor boy must've gotten himself so worked up over it and I felt the same the entire time.
"Yeah, of course," I say calmly. I get out of my bed and sit next to him on the air bed on the floor. I put my arm around his shoulder, he flinches slightly but soon calms down and relaxes into it.
"Well, I've never really been with a boy before and I'm kind of nervous. I haven't even had my first kiss..." he trails off.
"Do you... uhh want me to help you with that?" I say, looking directly into his beautiful eyes. He blushes once again and nods quietly. I lean in slightly and he leans in too, closing the gap between us. The kiss is short and tender, we pull away. He's blushing even more and so am I.
"I just feel like I'm safe. Like nothing can hurt me, it's wonderful. All my worries just drift away and all I think about is you." I say, he nods in agreement. This is the first time I see him fully smile, a wide grin spreads across his face. It lights up, really reminding me of his mother. My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Oh shit." I mumble. For a moment I forgot that my shitty parents existed. I quietly get off the air bed and answer the door.
"Michael, your mom is here to pick you up."
"Okay sir, thank you for letting me know, I'll be downstairs in a second."

He quickly packs his stuff and walks downstairs, handing me a small piece of paper.
"Bye!"
"Bye, have a nice day!" I say.

I go back upstairs and pull out the piece of paper from my pocket. In scrawled handwriting it says
Text me xo -mikes
(Phone number)

I squeal and bury my head into my pillow. I immediately pull out my phone and add him as a contact.