Pete Wentz and Mikey Way- a pair the world has been waiting for. 2007, Infinity on High tour. 2007, the end of The Black Parade tour. A meet in Chicago. A fleeting moment where the world fades and they aren't famous. Until the headlights, and the glass, and the machines that beep as they keep a man alive.

RYDEN (KINDA DIRTY)

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Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump have been friends since as long as they can remember. Ever since first grade Pete's been simultaneously bugging Patrick and looking after him. Now they're older though not much has changed, but recently it seems Patrick doesn't need looking after anymore.

A gay twist on a Harlequin tale. CEO Pete Wentz is in trouble. After a very emotional breakup with his girlfriend (emotional on her end of course), She decided to ruin his life. By selling false stories about Pete being a homophobic asshole. But only half of that is true. The head of his marketing team decides that to totally expel the rumors, Pete should hire a guy to pose as his boyfriend. And Patrick Stump is just the man for the job. After his boyfriend of almost ten years breaks up with him, Patrick finds himself in a stump. (haha) He can't afford to live in their apartment alone and his paintings haven't been selling well. So when he gets offered a job to pretend to date someone for fifty thousand dollars, he jumps at the opportunity. But can he keep his heart out of this artificial relationship? Or will real emotions surface from this faked love?

Gerard Way is a virgin. A pathetic, gay, red-haired little virgin. But he was okay with that. People in school avoided him, hell, they didn't even know who he was, and that was how it was. Until a good 'friend' of Gerard's started a rumor. A rumor that was bound to destroy everything Gerard had come to know, and even a little more in the process. Nothing good could come out of this situation, or so Gerard thought. But a certain boy with converse and a lip piercing would beg to differ. (Ok I suck at writing intros. The story will be better, I promise...)

the boy was an odd kind of pretty, the kind of pretty you found in those who hung around junkies, but weren't themselves. he was the dirty kind of pretty Pete never could explain, and didn't think he would want to if he could. the boy was just beautiful. © vanghcst || there are so many fucking typos please ignore them/don't read

(Completed 13,724 words). Cute but kinda sad Peterick. +++++TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF SELF HARM AND SUICIDE. ALSO SLIGHT EATING DISORDER+++++